The real young master Ye Shuwen recognized by the Ye family is mute.
Apart from knowing nothing about dancing, he also has a shameless attitude all the time, and is rendered useless by the fake young master who is good at dancing.
A big shot came to a banquet, and the Ye family prepared for him and told Ye Shuwen to be polite.
He was pushed to stand in front of the man with stars in his arms, and met his calm eyes.
"Shu Wen, call Mr. Lu quickly."
"In Cantonese, I taught you."
Ye Shuwen avoided the other party's gaze and opened his mouth pretending to be jerky. He wanted to look calm and calm, but the familiar muscle memory did not allow him to be too calm.
The hall was full of guests, and the crowd was buzzing. No one knew that a long time ago, he was lying naked under the man in front of him, and was coaxed by his gentle and strong methods to call him in Cantonese: "Mr. Lu."
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Ye Shuwen has been an underground idol in Hong Kong for three years, and Lu Yancheng is his biggest supporter.
He spent a lot of money and made a grand spectacle. He had to clear the place as soon as he arrived, leaving Ye Shuwen to dance for him alone.
Ye Shuwen was afraid that he would come, but also afraid that he would not come.
One day, the young man couldn't bear the intense gaze of the superior, so he stopped and said to him seriously: "Mr. Lu, I don't sell my body as an artist."
Lu Yancheng smiled.
That was the first time Ye Shuwen saw him smile, like the key to a magic box.
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After meeting again after so many years, this former lover was still so elegant, calm, and powerful.
But he was even more embarrassed than before.
In the end, Ye Shuwen did not say good things about Mr. Lu.
The expressions of the Ye family members changed slightly, but the man did not react much. He just nodded and left immediately. It seemed that the young man in front of him was no different from all the other people around him.
Some people around mocked: "A dumb person is a dumb person."
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Ye Shuwen was hiding alone on the balcony. Someone walked in and locked the door.
Without even a chance to look back, the warm fingertips invaded his lips and teeth, touching his tongue.
Ye Shuwen broke away and backed away, hitting the railing with his back. He watched the man slowly take out a handkerchief and wipe his hands.
"Mr. Lu, what are you doing?"
Ye Shuwen's voice was dry and trembling, and he heard Lu Yancheng snort coldly: "Is your tongue still there?"
"Can't you talk?" The man's cold brows suddenly showed a bit of helplessness, "You will also choke with me, Awen."
In the new year, daddy attacks, reunites, and redeems himself
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