Little Uncle

Preorders: After the Obsessive Villain's Little Daddy Awakens; The Beautiful, Sickly Man Runs Away with His Child

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Blurb: Yan Xue was six when he was brought to the Qin family mansion, clutching a rag doll, his dark eyes brimming with tears.

His heartless uncle pushed him in front of the Qin family. "This child is sickly. I really can't raise him. The Qin family is so wealthy, raising a child is like keeping a few potted plants."

The Qin family had money, but that didn't mean they would bring a little nuisance into their home.

Fifteen-year-old Qin Xu returned from a banquet in a black suit.

He stepped inside and saw a tiny child like a bean sprout, then heard a sweet little "Uncle~"

So delicate, so soft.

The young master of the Qin family laughed. Someone calling him uncle? That was new.

"Calling me? Then do you want to be my little niece?"

His mother glared at him. "He's a boy."

Turning back, she spoke gently to the child. "Not uncle, big brother."

Yan Xue nodded with an "Oh," unbelievably well-behaved.

Qin Xu had a piece of chocolate in his pocket that a classmate had given him. He bent down and offered it. "Call me uncle one more time and I'll give you some."

His clear, sparkling eyes filled with longing as he reached out and softly took it. "Uncle~"

Qin Xu watched him finish eating with a smile, but soon stopped smiling.

Yan Xue was allergic to chocolate and had to be rushed to the emergency room.

His uncle ran off and washed his hands of the matter.

Yan Xue awoke groggily in his hospital bed.

The Qin family were discussing nearby which household they should send him to.

From the way they spoke, it sounded as though they were giving away a kitten or puppy.

Only one voice, refined and clear, spoke with firm resolve: "Let him stay with the Qin family."

Someone sighed. "My young master, are you going to raise him?"

"Yes, I am."

Yan Xue slowly opened his long, dark-lashed eyes from the bed.

He saw a tall, handsome youth lean over and trace a long finger across his chubby cheek. "Call me uncle."

Yan Xue curled his fingers around the young man's finger. "Uncle~"

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Fifteen years later.

On stormy nights, twenty-one-year-old Yan Xue would clutch a snowy-white pillow and sneak into the room of the Qin family head.

Some people said this was improper.

But Qin Xu was the head of the family now. As long as he didn't say so, there were no rules, let alone any impropriety.

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A story about raising a menace and, to keep him from causing trouble elsewhere, having no choice but to keep him around so they can cause trouble for each other (a mutual raising-up romance).

Truly lovesick bottom x faux fatherly top

The top is older, with a nine-year age gap.

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Preorder: After the Obsessive Villain's Little Daddy Awakens

Wen Cishu awakened and learned that he was living in a book.

His lifelong poor health was because the author had given him no chance to survive.

After his death, his son would become an obsessive second male lead who sabotaged the protagonists' romance.

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On the first day after awakening, his eleven-year-old brat of a son, Bo Yiming, screamed at home:

I don't care, I want to audition for an idol competition!

I'm going to become a top-tier star in the future!

Wen Cishu, barely able to speak: Butler, a frying pan, two bodyguards.

He glanced at the lawless brat with his phoenix eyes.

Then he added: Bring four bodyguards.

Bo Yiming stood on the sofa, looking down at his frail little daddy.

Little Daddy? You misunderstood. I'm going to audition, not fight. There's no need to call the bodyguards!

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When Bo Yiming's big daddy, Bo Tingyuan, came home,

four bodyguards, each 1.9 meters tall, were holding his son's arms and legs down in the living room of the mansion.

Wen Cishu, who was usually in poor health, was raising a frying pan and smacking his son's bottom.

Wen Cishu's forehead was covered in sweat, and the hand holding the frying pan was trembling.

Bo Yiming shouted for help. "Big Daddy! Quick, my little daddy's gone mad and hit me! He must have another son outside, sob sob sob... Ow!"

He got hit again.

Bo Tingyuan hurried over to support Wen Cishu and asked gently in his deep, magnetic voice, "Why are you so angry?"

Bo Yiming thought he was saved and hurriedly tried to spring up.

But Bo Tingyuan coldly ordered, "Hold the young master down."

He helped his husband to the sofa, lifted a glass of water to his lips, then walked over to their son, towering over him. He took off his suit jacket, picked up the frying pan, and swung it

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

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In the end, Bo Yiming got his wish and entered the entertainment industry.

But not through the idol competition he had dreamed of.

Instead, it was through a wealthy-family parent-child makeover show.

Bo Yiming's idea of the entertainment industry:

Reveal his identity as the son of a wealthy tycoon, dance a little, flash a wink now and then.

Fans would flock to him and love him to death.

Bo Yiming's real entertainment industry:

Getting ordered around by his little daddy on the show to plant crops, pull weeds, and spray pesticides.

Fans in the comments: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, why is Wen Cishu so handsome? Bo Yiming, get out of the way and go plant rice in the fields. Don't keep me from watching your little daddy!

Bo Yiming: Young master, where are my textbooks? Young master, I am determined to get into Qingbei!

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Wen Cishu had always thought that Bo Tingyuan had married him out of obligation because of the previous generation's entanglements, and felt miserable about it.

Only after awakening did he learn that his aloof husband, who had treated him like ice, had been in love with him all along.

They had slept in separate beds for years because Bo Tingyuan thought he was in poor health.

They never talked about work because Bo Tingyuan was afraid it would upset him.

The vulgar red roses sent on holidays weren't chosen by an assistant. Bo Tingyuan picked them himself.

Wen Cishu: If you're not going to use your mouth, donate it!

Theme: Falling in love brings peace to the world.