The Universally Hated One Is Spoiled by a Mixed-Race Daddy

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Arrogant, spoiled young master x taciturn mixed-race daddy

Tao Zitao is arrogant and spoiled, with strikingly beautiful features.

Whatever the young master takes a liking to, he has to get right away.

At university, he took one look at Huang Changbai, a poor, handsome mixed-race guy who had come from a mountain village, and fell for him.

The young man was tall, with deep-set features and amber eyes full of stories.

Tao Zitao went to find Huang Changbai, his peach-blossom eyes smiling. “Fifty thousand a month. Be mine.”

“...” Huang Changbai didn’t even look at the flashy butterfly. He simply turned and left.

After much effort, Tao Zitao finally paid Huang Changbai to become his personal assistant, accompanying him for meals, drinks, and sleep.

But sleeping together meant just sleeping, and anything more would cost extra.

After all, the handsome mixed-race guy sold his skills, not his body.

But since he was already paying extra, Tao Zitao made sure to get his money’s worth. He felt Huang Changbai up from head to toe and slept on his pecs every night.

*

After Huang Changbai had carefully looked after Tao Zitao for four years, everything changed overnight.

The young master who had once enjoyed every privilege became an illegitimate son despised by everyone, with only Huang Changbai by his side.

After that, the poor, handsome mixed-race guy Huang Changbai turned out to be the eldest son of a prominent family, and his net worth soared.

But Tao Zitao was so used to being looked after that he couldn’t adjust to his changed status right away. He still ordered Huang Changbai around.

But some things had changed, and changed dramatically.

Tao Zitao braced himself against Huang Changbai’s shoulder and managed to say, “There’s no extra fee anymore. You don’t have to work so hard.”

Huang Changbai stayed as silent as ever, but, just as Tao Zitao wished, worked even harder.

Tao Zitao came up with another excuse. “The walls at home are too thin.”

Huang Changbai scooped him up. “Then we’ll go to a hotel. You can make as much noise as you like.”

Tao Zitao: “...”

How had he never realized that taciturn Huang Changbai could be so forceful and domineering?

Gradually, Tao Zitao returned to his old spoiled ways.

Only now, Huang Changbai, whom he used to bully at will, had found a new way to get back at him.

Every battle outside the bedroom ended with Tao Zitao begging for mercy in bed.

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Scheming, devoted beauty, an ancient male bride x carefree, street-smart big brother

Ye Zhaozhao is a male bride. His father never loved him, his stepmother never cared for him, and he was made to suffer until he turned eighteen.

Recently, his stepmother decided to secure a bright future for her son by forcing him to become the second wife of a rich old man nearly fifty years his senior.

During an argument with his stepmother, Ye Zhaozhao hit his head. When he woke up, he had arrived in a strange place.

*

Wu Yaoyang found a strangely mannered but exceptionally beautiful young man outside his convenience store. The young man wore ragged ancient-style clothes, and the red mole between his brows made him look like Guanyin, fallen into the mortal world.

“Your cosplay is pretty good, but our convenience store doesn’t need anyone promoting it. Go a kilometer down the road. There’s a whole night market street over there. You’ll get more views there.”

“...” Ye Zhaozhao didn’t understand a word, but instinct told him the man before him was a good person.

Wu Yaoyang looked at the young man who kept following him and sighed. “Did someone steal your money? Or trick you into investing in some scheme? Need me to collect a debt? My cut is pretty high. Can you afford it?”

Ye Zhaozhao was bewildered, but obediently nodded.

*

Wu Yaoyang didn’t know where Ye Zhaozhao came from, and he couldn’t find his family.

Whenever he brought it up, Ye Zhaozhao would look at him pitifully. “Did I do something wrong?”

Wu Yaoyang couldn’t find a single fault with Ye Zhaozhao. The floors were polished until you could see your reflection, delicious food was ready as soon as he walked in, and someone even did his laundry. Even a snail maiden couldn’t do better.

At night, the young man would secretly try to crawl into his bed.

Wu Yaoyang was at his wit’s end. “I’m not kicking you out. You don’t have to do this.”

Ye Zhaozhao went stiff with embarrassment, but still stammered, “I don’t have any experience, but I can learn. Or do you think I’m not good-looking enough?”

Wu Yaoyang looked at the red mole between Ye Zhaozhao’s brows, red as a drop of blood, and felt he was well and truly caught.

*

A few months later, Wu Yaoyang stared at Ye Zhaozhao’s increasingly round belly, utterly confused. “You said it’s normal for men to get pregnant?”

Ye Zhaozhao took his hand and placed it on his belly, his eyes full of tears. “Don’t you like our baby? Or do you not like me?”

Wu Yaoyang was wrapped around his finger again. He immediately apologized and comforted him. “How could I not like you? I like the baby, but I love you most.”

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Career-driven, straight, hardworking older brother shou x possessive, beautiful, lovesick puppy gong

When Guo Xu was fifteen, his father brought home a seven-year-old child and said that he would be Guo Xu’s little brother from then on.

The new little brother had rosy lips, pearly teeth, and a head of curls, like a doll.

Guo Xu blurted out, “This is a little brother? I thought he was a little sister.”

The new little brother was more delicate than a little princess. When he first arrived, he was even afraid to sleep alone.

Under his father’s stern pressure, Guo Xu had to play with the new little brother every day and put him to bed at night.

He kept doing it for eleven years. The new little brother became an old little brother, and the novelty wore off.

At twenty-six, Guo Xu had gone from being the village kid who ruled the roost to “Brother Xu.”

He teamed up with people from neighboring villages to open shops and food stalls, devoting himself to making money.

He was so busy every day that he barely had time to look after his little brother.

*

Jin Moyang had just graduated from high school at eighteen. He received an acceptance letter from A University, the country’s top school, but he wasn’t as happy as he’d imagined.

He was already an adult, and even ten centimeters taller than Guo Xu, but Guo Xu still treated him like a delicate little lamb.

He wanted to help Guo Xu, but Guo Xu thought he was in the way. “Bro, I’m an adult now.”

Guo Xu habitually ruffled his little curls. “Little lamb, just focus on your studies. Don’t worry about the family business.”

*

Guo Xu had long considered Jin Moyang his real little brother, but his little brother told him, “Bro, I love you. I mean I want to sleep with you, not the way a brother loves his brother.”

“But I only think of you as my little brother.” Guo Xu didn’t know when Jin Moyang had grown taller than him, just as he didn’t know when Jin Moyang’s feelings for him had changed into something else.

After that, Jin Moyang drove away the people pursuing Guo Xu as if he’d gone mad, and kept appearing beside him to confess again and again.

“Bro, I love you.”

“Bro, no one will ever care about you as much as I do.”

Guo Xu looked at Jin Moyang’s doll-like face, now grown in proportion, and his taller, more muscular frame. “At first, I really did only think of you as my little brother.”

Jin Moyang immediately pulled Guo Xu close and stubbornly insisted, “Bro, you love me. You’ve just mistaken romantic love for familial love.”

“...” Guo Xu pushed away the young man’s pretty face and said irritably, “Dad’s sleeping in the next room. Are you brave enough to say that in front of him?”

Jin Moyang started to get out of bed, and Guo Xu immediately wrapped an arm around his waist and pulled him back. “Don’t be crazy, little lamb.”

Jin Moyang kissed him all over the lips. “Bro, I won’t do anything you don’t want me to. I only listen to you.”

Guo Xu was speechless. He couldn’t even listen when I told him to just be a little brother, could he?

Notes:

1. One-on-one romance, both leads are each other’s first and only.

2. They are not related by blood.

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Sunny, cheerful beauty butler x refined, scheming fatherly young master

Ye Lang is the son of the Luo family’s butler. He was born to be a playmate who would grow up alongside the young master.

They are six months apart in age, and Ye Lang has lived in the Luo family home since birth.

He is destined to take over from his father and care for the young master for the rest of his life.

At three, little Ye Lang offered Luo Huaiyu his cotton candy. “Young master, you can have the sweetest one.”

The cute, cold-faced little Luo Huaiyu glanced at Ye Lang’s chubby, sticky hands, then turned and walked to his room, closing the door on the hopeful Ye Lang.

At eight, schoolboy Ye Lang wanted to carry Luo Huaiyu’s backpack. “Young master, I have two shoulders. I can carry both our backpacks.”

Luo Huaiyu only noticed that one of Ye Lang’s front teeth was missing, then thought of how his own teeth had already grown in.

He silently picked up Ye Lang’s backpack, afraid that the tearful little piglet might trip and knock out his remaining front tooth.

At sixteen, high school student Ye Lang cut a bunch of sunflowers in the garden. “Young master, I want to put these sunflowers on your balcony.”

Luo Huaiyu glanced at them and said coolly, “Ye Lang, I don’t like sunflowers.”

Ye Lang tugged at the sunflower petals and complained to his father. “Dad, the young master won’t let me look after him. Am I going to be out of a job?”

Ye Lang’s father rubbed his head. “Then little piglet Ye can do what he likes from now on.”

Ye Lang thought that the thing he liked most was the young master, and what he wanted most was to stay by his side for the rest of his life.

*

Every memory Luo Huaiyu had featured another person. That person was his family, playmate, and rival.

He was willing to accept Ye Lang in any other role, but he didn’t want a house-born butler. Naturally, he never took seriously Ye Lang’s constant refrain: “Young master, I’ll serve you for the rest of my life.”

After graduating from university, Ye Lang told him he wanted to go out and work. He didn’t take that seriously either.

But as soon as Ye Lang moved out, everything started to go off track.

Someone offered a high price to hire Ye Lang as a butler, saying he was good at taking care of people.

Someone else came to Luo Huaiyu and said they wanted to marry Ye Lang.

Luo Huaiyu blocked Ye Lang on his way home late once again and stared at the sunflowers in his hands. “Who gave those to you? Who have you been looking after? Who do you want to marry?”

Ye Lang smiled brightly. “Young master, if you want me, I, ”

Luo Huaiyu grabbed Ye Lang by the chin. “Ye Lang, weren’t you going to serve me for the rest of your life?”

Theme: When people throw mud at me, I’ll use it to grow lotus flowers!