The CEO Ran Away!

Cheng Yanxu had had enough. Enough of endless meetings, enough of mountains of paperwork, enough of his father's heavy-handed pressure.

At last, on a morning when stress seemed to choke the breath from him, the promising young president of the Cheng Group took a box of cash his friend had shoved into his hands, climbed into an unlicensed car, and made a run for it.

His destination was an ancient water town so obscure that its name had nearly vanished from the map. To disappear for good, he used documents his friend had procured to rent a place.

His landlord, Meng Ningshu, was a gentle young man who sat in the courtyard brewing tea.

He pinched the ID card between his fingers and examined it from both sides. "This... is you?"

Cheng Yanxu: "I had plastic surgery."

Meng Ningshu poked his face. "They did a great job!"

Meng Ningshu: "Zhang Chuanqi!"

Cheng Yanxu ignored him.

Meng Ningshu: "Isn't your name Zhang Chuanqi?"

Cheng Yanxu: "No... That's right. You're right."

Meng Ningshu's ideal life was to lounge in his own courtyard and drink tea. Then his new tenant, Zhang Chuanqi, barged into his life. The guy stomped around the ancient town's stone-paved streets every day, practically striking sparks, and even got Meng Ningshu scolded by his grandmother for being a "lazy fish."

On the surface, Meng Ningshu was mild and smiling. Behind the scenes, he kept pulling little tricks, only to end up more or less forced to "experience life" alongside this man.

Cheng Yanxu thought his landlord was a refined gentleman, until his real ID was accidentally exposed.

Trouble came knocking.

In a narrow alley, Cheng Yanxu was surrounded by several men when his "good-tempered" landlord suddenly charged in with a brick. He took on three opponents at once, cursing them with gusto.

Reading Guide:

The full manuscript is complete. Read with confidence; this novel will not be abandoned.

Strong x strong, happy ending, neither has been with anyone else.

P.S.

A seemingly lazy, gentle, but actually hot-tempered and deeply guarded bottom x a seemingly cold-faced, cool guy, but actually energetic and warm top.

They save each other. There are no melodramatic misunderstandings, just two wounded souls drawing close to one another.

"You're making a fuss, and he's smiling."

----- Coming Soon -----

(1)

Xie Tingchuan was once the youngest attending surgeon at the top hospital in the capital.

The first two decades of his life had been practically perfect: a privileged family, an elite education, and a glamorous career. He was every bit the golden boy.

But one accident turned everything upside down.

Now he was a wreck, getting through each day with alcohol.

His friends and family couldn't bear to watch him sink any further, so they tricked him into going to a remote village and left him alone with a leaky thatched hut and an old clay stove. For the first time in his life, he wondered whether survival was worth it.

When he ventured outside, dizzy with hunger, he ran into the same person three times in a row.

The first time, behind a smoke-filled barbecue stall, a young man with bold, unruly features skillfully turned skewers over the grill.

The second time, the guy was wearing an orange sanitation uniform and sweeping the streets under the sun.

The third time, he was pedaling a tricycle and hollering, "Scrap for sale!"

At last, Xie Tingchuan approached him. "Buddy, how does your career keep going in reverse?"

The other man shot him a cool glance. "Protecting the environment is everyone's responsibility."

(2)

Once notorious in their social circle as a spoiled rich playboy, Bian Chengxiao spent his days partying and getting into fights. Just when everyone was convinced he'd never amount to anything, he quietly moved to the countryside and reinvented himself as the local model of successful reemployment.

For the past two years, far from high society, Bian Chengxiao had enjoyed a fairly peaceful life. Then, out of nowhere, some troublemaker appeared and picked a fight with him at every turn.

Bian Chengxiao finally snapped. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

The other man just looked at him from the corner of his eye. "Yeah."

Bian Chengxiao grabbed him by the collar. "Heh, you dare provoke me? You're asking to die!"

The man replied calmly, "Sorry, my right eye is fake. I can't see out of it."

Bian Chengxiao assumed he was lying and gave him a thorough lecture on how to conduct himself.

Then, one day, Bian Chengxiao watched Xie Tingchuan emerge from a dilapidated thatched hut, straw caught in his hair and his white shirt covered in dust.

He understood at once. This was a poor, homeless little thing!

Bian Chengxiao waved a hand grandly. "Don't worry! Stick with me! I'll support you by collecting scrap!"

Xie Tingchuan: "... ?"

He seemed to have gotten the wrong idea. But somehow, I don't really want to explain.

(3)

What's it like to have a roommate who holds several jobs?

Answer: There's endless barbecue to eat, endless scrap to collect, and endless roads to sweep.

Xie Tingchuan was deeply troubled by this. He mistakenly thought Bian Chengxiao was so broke he had to take on every service job in town just to pay his mortgage. So he decided to "target his poverty relief"... only to discover...

Oh no! He seemed to be falling for him, but the other guy was a total straight arrow?!

Reading Notes:

1. A down-and-out, witty, stubborn bottom x a fierce, forward, warmhearted top. The top is turned gay; neither has been with anyone else.

2. They both think the other is a poor little thing, so they do their best to help him out, only to end up being "supported" by the other instead.

3. The top dated women in the past, but none of those relationships lasted more than three days (they were for appearances).

4. This is entirely fictional. Please read with a clear head.

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Theme: Will you suddenly appear?