Holy Son, Have You Come Down the Mountain Today?

This novel does not explore religion or related topics. The protagonist is not a “holy son” in any religious sense, and has no connection to real-life circumstances. It is simply what everyone calls him. He is just an ordinary person. Feel free to bookmark the blurb for my next novel in the Beijing elite circle series, The Young Master Fell for Me? Everyone knows that Danzeng Dundup was snatched off the plateau by Tang Yige. When Tang Yige carried Danzeng out of the prayer room in one arm, a sea of colorful flags fluttered behind them. He looked like a proud, battle-hardened general, carrying off the spoils of his lifetime. Danzeng Dundup, tears streaming down his face, bit his shoulder and said, “Let go of me.” A defiant, hot-tempered, brilliant CEO, and a natural-born flirt who loves taming wild horses. A “forced romance.” And Tang Yige is no fool. Synopsis: “Don’t even think about making a move on Mr. Tang.” That was the unspoken rule at the company. In their eyes, Tang Yige was strikingly handsome, reserved, perceptive, cool-headed, and shrewd. He’d had everything from childhood. With his prominent Beijing family background, he stood out even among the talented members of the Tang family. He’d also seen every kind of beauty under the sun. Too many people threw themselves at him. If they wanted resources, they could negotiate. If they wanted his affection, they could move along. Tang Yige agreed with them. When he first met Danzeng Dundup, all he thought was that the man was good-looking. He never expected Danzeng, dressed in gorgeous traditional Tibetan clothes, to stumble straight into his arms from altitude sickness. Tang Yige immediately settled on his first impression: Hah, is that all you’ve got? Don’t think I can’t see what you’re after. When he learned that Danzeng had a million followers online, Tang Yige became even more certain he was right. That night, Danzeng Dundup passed out in the bathtub from altitude sickness. When Tang Yige lifted him out, Danzeng willingly hooked an arm around his neck, lips parted as he leaned against Tang Yige’s chest and panted softly, his eyes clouded with tears. Tang Yige slowly picked him up and tossed him onto the hotel bed. Since you’ve practically delivered yourself to my door, let’s do this. I’ve seen all kinds of little seducers, after all. The night was blissful, and this little seducer was quite a treat. But after several nights of passion, Danzeng Dundup returned to the plateau. Before leaving, he set a gold bracelet on Mr. Tang’s bedside table and left a note: “Thanks for keeping me company these past few days.” Mr. Tang was furious. This guy had slept with him and left payment? Who slept with whom? He’d never met anyone like this before! But whatever, it was just a trick to make him chase after him. A few years later, in faraway Garze. A man showed up at the entrance to Danzeng Dundup’s “Yunqi” guesthouse. He was tall and handsome, with sharply angled brows and bright eyes, dressed in a crisp suit. An oxygen mask covered his face, and an oxygen tank was strapped to his back. The guesthouse employee asked Danzeng, “Boss, who’s this? Should we chase him off?” The handsome Danzeng waved a hand. “That’s my husband. He’s a little dumb, so everyone give him some room.” At the entrance, Mr. Tang was beside himself with rage. “Are you coming home with me or not? Do I have to tie you up every time?” A note: * One of the novels in the Beijing elite circle series. You don’t need to read the others to enjoy this one. * This novel does not discuss religious beliefs. Everyone is an ordinary person. The story respects all beliefs and promotes ethnic unity! * Happy ending. Blurb for my next novel in the Beijing elite circle series, The Young Master Fell for Me? Feel free to bookmark it. “Everyone in the Tang family was Buddhist except Second Master Tang. But later, Shuisheng took a bullet for him. The night it happened, Second Master Tang went mad. First he smashed the family’s Buddhist shrine, then he knelt before the statue of Guanyin and refused to get up.” A novel in the Beijing elite circle series, set between the 1970s and 1990s. The story of Tang Yao, a fearless tycoon, and Shuisheng, the clever and handsome bodyguard who has been loyal to him since childhood. Synopsis: When Shuisheng first met Tang Yao at the age of four, he knew Tang Yao was his young master. If nothing unexpected happened, he would grow up to become Tang Yao’s personal driver, just as his own father drove for Tang Yao’s father, and spend his whole life behind the wheel for the young master. He glanced timidly at the boy before him and said in his southern accent, “Hello, Second Young Master. I’ll study hard and drive for you my whole life. I’ll take good care of you.” Six-year-old Tang Yao looked at him, took his little hand, and said, “Then don’t go home tonight. Stay and sleep with me from now on!” And so, though Shuisheng was merely a chauffeur’s son, over the next decade or so the Tang family raised him as their fourth young master. Everyone knew that the Tang family had not only three young masters, but also a boy named Shuisheng, the apple of Second Young Master Tang Yao’s eye. If Shuisheng was away for more than three days, Tang Yao would throw a fit. But no one knew that Shuisheng’s feelings for his young master were slowly changing, too. As he grew up, in an era of upheaval and shifting fortunes, Shuisheng went from being a young driver to a young bodyguard, and eventually became Tang Yao’s trusted aide. Everyone knew he was Tang Yao’s business secret, the man who knew all the ins and outs of Tang Yao’s affairs. As Beijing’s business landscape shifted, Shuisheng became one of the “Four Young Dragons,” all so he could stay a little closer to his Second Brother. But one thing never changed: Shuisheng’s secret, unspoken love. He was willing to go into business with his young master and navigate all the cutthroat maneuvering by his side, but he didn’t dare reveal his love, until one day... Tang Yao: “Shuier, I dreamed about you last night.” Shuisheng: “What did you dream about, Second Young Master? Did you dream we went to Guangzhou to negotiate a deal?” Tang Yao: “I dreamed we held our wedding at the Beijing Hotel, and you said you’d marry me and take good care of me for the rest of your life.” Shuisheng: “Impossible. I clearly wanted to get married at the McDonald’s on Wangfujing...” Tang Yao: “What?” Shuisheng: “...Huh?!” Uh-oh. Looks like he’s been found out. Theme: Loving a real person is the best spiritual practice.