Mad Dog

[Synopsis to be revised, the premise will stay the same]

Yan Chen was known in Nancheng's second-generation elite circle as a rabid dog.

He didn't fit in, had a wild streak, and bit anyone who crossed him.

Especially Zhao Mingcai, the only treasured grandson of the prestigious Zhao family from the capital.

The two had been at each other's throats since kindergarten. Yan Chen had cursed Zhao Mingcai so many times that his insults could circle Nancheng.

Then one day, Zhao Mingcai couldn't resist provoking Yan Chen again. As usual, he lost the argument, flew into a rage, and called for backup.

Yan Chen sneered. "Go to hell! Zhao Mingcai, we're grown men. You can't win an argument, so you call your family for help?"

Zhao Mingcai glanced at the person approaching in the distance. "Yan Chen, you'd better change the way you talk. If my uncle hears you, you won't know which one of us is screwing whom."

With a cigarette between his teeth, Yan Chen scoffed. "With your family's genes, nobody's even 170 centimeters tall. Even if it's your uncle coming today, I can take you both on by myself and make you call me Daddy!"

Seeing that he was about to get beaten up, Zhao Mingcai shouted in panic, "Uncle! Help!"

At that, Yan Chen turned around. He squinted through his nearsighted eyes, without his glasses, and saw a tall, long-legged figure walking toward him. The more he looked, the more familiar the person seemed.

When Zhao Mingcai's uncle drew near, Yan Chen finally saw his face. He was instantly struck dumb, and all the words in his head came down to one: "Fuck!"

*

Zhao Baijiang came from the capital to Nancheng on a business trip, only to be set up and end up sleeping with a "male escort" without knowing what was going on.

The escort had quite a temper, too. Zhao Baijiang put in a whole night's work and got an earful of abuse for his trouble.

The next morning, Zhao Baijiang, still fuming, got a call from his troublesome good-for-nothing nephew, who was crying and begging him for help.

At first, Zhao Baijiang only meant to step in and play peacemaker if his nephew got beaten too badly. But then he heard the young man on the other end of the argument brazenly threatening to make him call Daddy.

Seeing the young man's all-too-familiar face as he turned around, Zhao Baijiang curled his lips into a smile. "Oh? I'll give you another chance to choose your words. Who's going to make whom call Daddy?"

Also known as Sleeping with My Archenemy's Uncle (not really)

※ Cover used with permission from artist Quancun, "Blue Sea and Rising Tides"

1. Fourteen-year age gap;

2. Entirely fictional, and very far removed from reality. Don't compare it to real life;

3.

Theme: Think before you speak.