My Little Bird Is Actually a Possessive Big Shot

Please add these to your pre-read list: "Pretending to Be Good in an Online Romance Means Getting Bullied by Your Bodyguard" and "After Reading His Mind, I Can't Kick My Contract Husband to the Curb"

Blurb

The day Tang Yan died, snow fell thickly from the sky. A speeding car ran over his limbs, and blood instantly stained the street red. As his consciousness faded, Tang Yan suddenly thought that he had never gotten to see what Xie Zhenge looked like in this lifetime.

Tang Yan was the head of the Tang family, the power behind the scenes in Lincheng. He was also, behind closed doors, the blind man everyone laughed at.

The Tang family head's illegitimate child from a night of passion, a blind man who got what he deserved at sixteen, a demon who ought to go to hell when he died. Tang Yan had long since gotten used to the gossip. He didn't care. The only thing he cared about was the little bird in his palm, the one he'd snatched from a party.

"Mr. Wang, you've got it wrong. I'm an actor, invited to attend the party. I'm not here to sell myself."

How should he put it? Tang Yan had never heard a voice so beautiful. For the first time in his life, he felt a desire to possess someone.

So, on the small balcony on the second floor of the hotel, Tang Yan leaned on his white cane and raised his blank yet strangely bright eyes. He said coolly, "Come with me. You can have anything you want."

"All right."

Tang Yan had always known that he and Xie Zhenge were only involved in a transaction, but he still couldn't help falling for him. He also knew that Xie Zhenge didn't love him. Not one bit.

The most they'd ever done was hold hands and hug. As he closed his eyes, Tang Yan thought that he regretted meeting Xie Zhenge, and regretted even more that he'd never told him he liked him.

Who knew that when he opened his eyes again, he'd be held in a familiar yet unfamiliar embrace, while the man respectfully called him, "Sir."

Wait, he... he seems to have been reborn!

Tang Yan rolled away from Xie Zhenge's embrace and silently picked at the bedsheet. He'd still hired him, so what was he supposed to do now? Help! I'm waiting online!

*

The day Xie Zhenge planned to propose was a snowy one. He stood among a sea of roses, but Tang Yan never came. All that arrived was his corpse.

From that moment on, Xie Zhenge went mad. No one knew how he toppled the Tang family's business empire in a year, or how he sent the powerful Tang family members to prison.

His little Mister couldn't see, and suffered from post-traumatic stress disorder. Xie Zhenge was afraid to drop him when he held him, afraid he'd melt if he kept him in his mouth. He was restrained at every turn, always holding himself back. Who could have guessed that Tang Yan would never learn how he felt, not even before he died?

This time around, to hell with being reserved. His husband's about to run away, so who cares about restraint?

"Little Mister, why didn't I get a good-morning kiss today? Don't you love me anymore?"

"Baby, why are you blushing? Was I too rough?"

"Boyfriend, look up at me, please."

Damn it, Tang Yan regretted it even more. This wasn't a canary, it was a clingy little pest.

P.S. The receiver's eyesight will recover, a famous medical miracle in the Jinjiang world.

Pre-read 1 in the same universe: "Pretending to Be Good in an Online Romance Means Getting Bullied by Your Bodyguard"

Qin Yi was a pampered young master who had reached the peak most people could only dream of after a lifetime, despite having just debuted.

Perhaps because everything in his life had gone too smoothly, when Qin Yi heard that a friend in the entertainment industry had been tricked and gotten his heart broken in an online romance, inspiration struck. His friend wrote several hit songs, and Qin Yi was envious. He decided he wanted a taste of love's bitter side, too.

Following his friend's example, Qin Yi added someone on social media who seemed like a great match in every way. The profile said he was twenty-eight, worth hundreds of billions, and 1.9 meters tall. Looking at the photo showing half a man with broad shoulders, narrow hips, and an outstanding aura, Qin Yi was secretly pleased.

But after looking around for someone who fit the profile, Qin Yi couldn't find anyone. So he made up a fake persona too, pretending to be a poor little thing kicked out of his home, making a living by singing, and acting sweet and obedient.

Who'd have thought the online date he'd added on a whim would be a severe insomniac? After hearing Qin Yi sing once, the man treated him like a lifeline and couldn't sleep unless Qin Yi sang for him.

Qin Yi got his taste of online romance's hardships. He had to provide bedtime singing, and even had to roleplay with his online boyfriend from time to time.

As they kept acting out their roles, Qin Yi really did start to feel something. But when they finally met in person, the man standing before him was none other than his taciturn bodyguard.

Wait, when we were online, you called me "wife" every other sentence. You said you wanted to kiss and cuddle and cling to me, and that you wanted to leave me unable to get out of bed. So all of that was just talk?

Qin Yi: Thanks for asking. It's only the second day of our online romance, and my online boyfriend already lives next door.

From the gong's perspective

Pei Yanzhou was still overseas when he received the invitation to start an online romance. He was buried under a mountain of paperwork, and the bleak, sleepless nights had him feeling like he could barely breathe. He casually opened the other person's profile, and the bright, cheerful singing gave him a moment of drowsiness.

Sunny Mushroom: Hi, want to date online?

.: Sure.

One sentence, and he had a new online boyfriend.

Pei Yanzhou found all of Qin Yi's information without breaking a sweat. That night, he packed his things and returned to China. The very next day, he got hired as Qin Yi's bodyguard and successfully moved in next door.

By day, he was a quiet, diligent bodyguard. By night, he was a shamelessly flirtatious husband. Everything was perfect, if only Qin Yi hadn't started avoiding him.

Bonus scene

After they met in person and confessed their feelings, Qin Yi clutched his nearly broken back and kicked the bodyguard out of bed. Who said older men couldn't perform? This one sure could.

Qin Yi: I'm not the only person in the world to fall in love with two men. (Crossed out)

Qin Yi: To hell with that, it's the same person!

Pre-read 2: "After Reading His Mind, I Can't Kick My Contract Husband to the Curb"

Gu Xilou had always known that the cold-hearted Xie Huaifeng could never fall for him. They'd been married under contract for six months, and had barely seen each other. Gu Xilou was just a pawn, chosen for his perfect compatibility, cast aside by his family and used to secure a massive investment.

The night before their contract expired, Gu Xilou calmly laid out the divorce papers and said indifferently, "Sign them. The agreed-upon date has arrived."

[Waaah, what do I do? My wife doesn't want me anymore. Is it still in time to get on my knees and beg him?]

Gu Xilou froze. The man in front of him clearly hadn't spoken. What was going on?

A few seconds later, Xie Huaifeng still looked cool and unshaken, and firmly refused. "No. You haven't fulfilled a single part of the contract."

[Good thing I was smart enough to add a clause saying we can never divorce if the contract isn't fulfilled. Heh heh, my wife is safe.]

He... he seemed to be able to hear Xie Huaifeng's thoughts.

Where was the expressionless, icy, domineering, top-tier Alpha he'd been promised?

The hidden fine print tucked away in some obscure corner read: Party A must unconditionally help Party B through his heat. Party A must cherish Party B at all times. Party A is obligated to give Party B a child of his own.

Gu Xilou: Um... if he remembered correctly, he was Party B!

**

Once he realized he could hear Xie Huaifeng's thoughts, the whole world started to seem surreal.

He cooked. Xie Huaifeng thought, "My wife's waist is so slim. I want to pin him against the stove and do all sorts of things to him."

He showered. Xie Huaifeng thought, "Why does the bathroom have a frosted glass door? My wife's hazy silhouette is so beautiful. Isn't that just pure seduction?"

He went into heat. Xie Huaifeng thought, "My wife smells so good, I'm craving him so badly. I want to mark him, but he doesn't like me. Sigh, I'm sad."

After being tormented half to death by his heat, Gu Xilou was laughing in anger. The contract damn well said he could be temporarily marked. So why wasn't Xie Huaifeng doing it?

During Xie Huaifeng's rut, he thought, "I'm too big, and it lasts too long. I'll definitely scare my wife away. Aaaah, this is so frustrating. I want to kiss my beautiful wife."

Tsk. Gu Xilou blushed.

Xie Huaifeng seemed kind of pitiful. Maybe he could... kiss him once?

Gu Xilou, who thought he'd been strictly following the contract, was quite pleased. Great, now all he had to do was give birth to this child...

Wait, something seemed wrong. Wasn't he trying to get a divorce at the start? How had things gotten sweeter and sweeter?

Theme: Live earnestly, and never give up hope in the face of any hardship.