When the first rays of the morning sun slipped through the window frame, Lin Chuan woke up, his body feeling a slight tension, a strange sensation creeping into his mind.
Of course, he knew exactly what that feeling was. It didn’t happen every morning, but after going too long without any “intimate contact” with his right hand, it was bound to happen.
He lifted his head and, sure enough, the thin blanket was noticeably “tented1He has a boner“.
Lin Chuan tried to ignore it. Morning sleepiness always hit the hardest — he shut his eyes and attempted to go back to sleep.
But then, a surprised voice broke the silence by his ear:
“Wow!”
Lin Chuan snapped awake instantly.
His eyes flew open, and he quickly turned over — only to see Ming Jin sitting at the edge of his bed, one leg casually resting on the bed frame, her gaze fixed squarely on the very obvious “problem” under the blanket.
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But before he could escape, Ming Jin suddenly grabbed his arm, a playful, mischievous glint in her eye. “Need help, little bro?”
Lin Chuan’s face somehow turned even redder as he sternly replied, “Don’t joke like that. I read online that doing that during your period can cause an infection.”
“Who said I was going to do that with you?” Ming Jin smacked the back of his head lightly. “So you actually looked this stuff up, huh?”
Lin Chuan froze, clearly caught off guard, his voice faltering. “I didn’t specifically look it up… just… stumbled across it.”
Ming Jin let go of him.
“So… how exactly were you planning to help me?” Lin Chuan asked, his voice tinged with a tiny bit of hope.
Grabbing a pillow, Ming Jin lay back down. “Forget it. I lost interest. Handle it yourself — I’m going back to sleep.”
Hesitating for a moment, Lin Chuan finally trudged into the bathroom. Ming Jin could still hear him muttering under his breath:
“…How did it end up like this?”
She chuckled softly, finding the whole situation ridiculously entertaining.
Was this guy raised on a diet of sunshine and innocence?
—
The afternoon train arrived in Jiangcheng the following morning. Lin Chuan drove Ming Jin home, carrying her luggage all the way up.
“I’m heading back now.”
At the doorway, Lin Chuan said, “If anything happens, call me. I keep my phone on 24/7.”
“Alright, go on.” Ming Jin walked him to the elevator. “Thanks for everything these past few days, Lin Chuan.”
“No need… no need to thank me.”
But Lin Chuan didn’t press the elevator button. He just stood there, hesitant, his expression growing more anxious by the second.
Seeing his reluctance, Ming Jin stepped forward and pressed the button for him.
The elevator rose, floor by floor, while Lin Chuan’s unease only deepened.
“Ding!”
The elevator doors slid open.
Lin Chuan hesitated for a long time before finally speaking: “I don’t want to leave… can you hug me one more time?”
Ming Jin looked at him helplessly. “It’s not like we won’t see each other again.”
“But I still don’t want to go.” He dragged his feet, clearly reluctant. “If you don’t agree to be my girlfriend, I feel so uncertain. If you say yes… I’ll come back tonight.”
Ming Jin lowered her head and chuckled. Honestly, she had laughed more during these past few days with him than she had in the past six months combined.
This silly kid… he was actually pretty fun.
“So if I don’t make you my boyfriend, you just won’t come back?”
“Without a proper title, it feels weird.” Lin Chuan was stubborn. “If we’re not officially a couple, me coming to see you… it’s strange.”
Ming Jin had heard from Jiang Xingxing that the Shang family was strict and traditional, raising their children to have good manners and solid character. His desire for a clear relationship status only made her feel a bit frivolous in comparison.
“Lin Chuan… what exactly do you like about me?” she asked, confused. “I’m several years older than you.”
“I like the way you smile at me. It feels different from how you smile at others.”
“How is it different?”
“When you smile at others, it’s fake. But when you smile at me, it’s real.”
His words caught Ming Jin off guard, and she burst into laughter. “Are you serious? You’re way too young to be this confident.”
“I’m not.” Lin Chuan’s ears were a little red. “You like me — I can tell. There’s a light in your eyes when you look at me.”
“That’s so cheesy.” Ming Jin gave him a gentle shove. “Go now, or I might throw up my breakfast.”
Lin Chuan kept his hand pressed against the elevator door, refusing to step inside. “Hug me.”
Ming Jin sighed, giving in. She reached out and hugged him briefly. “Alright, alright. Now go.”
Instead of letting go, Lin Chuan buried his face in the crook of her neck and rubbed his head against her like a spoiled child. “We’re not kids anymore. No more guessing games — it’s exhausting. I like you, so I’m telling you directly. Think it over. If you feel the same… leave your door unlocked for me this weekend. If not, don’t open the door, and I’ll stop bothering you.”
“Lin Chuan—”
“Don’t say anything yet. Just think about it. If you don’t want me, just don’t open the door — I won’t come looking for you again.”
With that, he let her go and stepped into the elevator without looking back.
Ming Jin stood at the elevator entrance for a long time before finally letting out a quiet sigh.
—
Shang Jie had just returned from his morning run when he saw Lin Chuan, back from his trip, standing in the courtyard. His expression was as calm as ever. He tied his dog’s leash to a post and muttered, “You’re back.”
“How’s the big boss doing these days? Has Xiao Zhou made any mistakes at work?”
“No major issues. With a bit more experience, she could even take over the first assistant role.”
Lin Chuan suddenly felt a sense of being replaced.
“Xiao Zhou isn’t very detail-oriented… I wouldn’t feel comfortable leaving everything to her.”
Shang Jie, heading to his room to shower, turned back at Lin Chuan’s words. “You can’t be my assistant forever.”
“Boss—”
“Once we take over the Lu Corporation, someone will have to manage that mess. I have no interest in dealing with it — no time, either.”
“You mean… you want me to—”
“I mean you should take back what’s rightfully yours.” He walked over, straightening Lin Chuan’s collar. “I know you don’t care about these things, but they still belong to you.”
Lin Chuan’s eyes reddened slightly. “Boss Shang, I can start working today. I’ll ask Xiao Zhou to send me your schedule.”
“Don’t you want to rest for a few days?”
“No need.”
Lin Chuan wanted to work as much as possible — he couldn’t bear the thought of not being by Shang Jie’s side.
After his shower, Shang Jie came out to find Lin Chuan already reviewing the schedule. “Boss, I brought you a local specialty — crispy roast duck. It’s in my bag. It’s really good.”
“Save it for the Madam — she’s the one with a sweet tooth.”
“Alright.”
Seeing Lin Chuan too busy to move, Shang Jie casually walked over to his backpack, intending to grab the roast duck and put it in the fridge.
“Boss, I’ve scheduled your meeting with President Li for this afternoon.”
Lin Chuan, not hearing a response, turned around — only to see Shang Jie standing there, looking utterly bewildered.
In his hand… was a black bra he had just pulled out of Lin Chuan’s bag.
Lin Chuan: !!!
Lin Chuan hurriedly rushed over, yanked the bra back, hugged his backpack, and took two steps back, his face flushed. “Boss, how can you just go through my stuff like that? Don’t you understand the concept of privacy?”
Shang Jie: …
How the hell was this my fault?!
—
During that time, the acquisition of the Lu Corporation was officially pushed to the top of Shang Jie’s agenda. The Lu brothers were locked in internal conflict, and the company was in complete disarray. The second brother was weak-willed, indecisive, and frankly not very smart. When Shang Jie offered to help him, he gladly accepted.
The eldest Lu brother, however, was far more cunning. Shang Huaizheng’s brother, Shang Qi, had aligned himself with the eldest Lu, and the situation had turned into a tense standoff — the two Shang cousins playing puppet masters over the two Lu brothers, both in an open and covert power struggle.
But things weren’t smooth for Shang Qi either — the eldest Lu brother was shrewd and didn’t fully trust him, always keeping a backup plan. Trying to swallow his brother’s share of the business was no easy task. All it took was a little maneuvering from Shang Jie to sow discord between them.
Shang Jie left the entire Lu Corporation operation to Lin Chuan.
This plan had been in the works for two years. Shang Jie never showed his hand directly, instead allowing Lin Chuan’s network to slowly infiltrate the Lu Corporation — and now, it was time to close the net.
In the office, Shang Jie leaned slightly against his desk, resting an elbow on the edge while studying the Lu Corporation’s asset evaluation report intently.
Lin Chuan entered the room, but Shang Jie didn’t even look up.
“Boss, the eldest Lu brother has asked for a meeting. He seems pretty anxious.”
Without lifting his head, Shang Jie calmly muttered, “Of course he’s anxious. A while ago, maybe he still had a chance to save himself… but now—”
He let out a soft chuckle. “Tell him I’m not available.”
Lin Chuan said, “The Lu Corporation is practically in your pocket now.”
“This weekend is the Lu Corporation’s annual gala. Come with me — it’s time to announce the new owner of the Lu Corporation.”
“Yes, sir.” Lin Chuan turned to leave but hesitated slightly at the door. “This weekend?”
Shang Jie finally lifted his gaze, casting a glance at him. “What, got plans?”
Noticing Lin Chuan’s hesitation, Shang Jie set his report down, a faint smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “You actually have something going on?”
Lin Chuan paused, then said in a low voice, “No, nothing.”
Shang Jie studied him, his expression amused yet sharp. “Lin Chuan, we’re at the final stretch with the Lu Corporation. No matter what you’ve got going on, put it on hold.”
“I understand.”
—
The following days, Lin Chuan was swamped, barely able to catch his breath. Shang Jie had handed him the entire Lu Corporation operation — from smoothing out internal conflicts to negotiating with shareholders — all of it was on Lin Chuan’s shoulders.
Lin Chuan poured all his focus into it, with a ruthless edge. He didn’t hold back — every move was calculated, leaving no room for compromise.
Shang Jie had always said that Lin Chuan was destined for big things — and to achieve that, he needed the ambition of a wolf and the ferocity of a tiger. Lin Chuan didn’t disappoint him.
By Saturday afternoon, at 4 PM, Lin Chuan stepped into the restroom, cupped some cold water in his hands, and splashed it on his face — washing away the heat from the intense meeting earlier.
His heart was racing. Fast.
Moments later, a hand rested on his shoulder.
“Nervous?”
“A little.”
After years of patience and planning, tonight was the turning point — success or failure would be decided in one night. It was impossible not to feel a bit on edge.
“You’re scared.”
Shang Jie could feel the subtle tremor in Lin Chuan’s body.
“I’m not scared.” Lin Chuan straightened up. He was tall, his reflection in the mirror almost completely blocking it out. “After all these years… I’m not afraid anymore.”
“Fear isn’t a bad thing — it’s not shameful.” Shang Jie’s voice was calm. “A man who knows fear handles things with caution. Someone who fears nothing is just ignorant.”
Lin Chuan nodded slightly.
“Come to my room and change into something sharp.” Shang Jie adjusted Lin Chuan’s collar. “Tonight — look your best.”
“Got it.”
—
That same Saturday night, Ming Jin wrapped up her theater rehearsal early.
Their director, Jiang Zhi, wasn’t happy about it, scolding her, “Always slacking off. Even Ming Jue gave up her club activities to stay and rehearse, but you? Showed up in the afternoon and now you’re leaving before 8 PM.”
Changing into her casual clothes, Ming Jin laughed. “I have plans, okay?”
“What plans could you possibly have?”
“Going home to rest — isn’t that important?”
Ming Jue immediately chimed in, “Sis, I want to try that new barbecue place on Nanjing Road — can you take me?”
“Go with your classmates.”
“They said it’s too greasy and refused.”
“Ask Jiang Zhi to go with you.”
Jiang Zhi, still eyeing Ming Jin suspiciously, asked, “What’s the rush tonight? You’ve never been this eager to leave before.”
Ming Jin paused. “What do you mean ‘in a rush’?”
Jiang Zhi and Ming Jue stared at her silently — the answer was obvious. Both of them, with their wide, nosy eyes, had definitely noticed.
Clearing her throat, Ming Jin muttered, “Fine… I have a date.”
Jiang Zhi: “A date with who?!”
Ming Jue: “Your boyfriend?!”
Jiang Zhi: “Spill it — who is he?!”
Ming Jue: “What are you two doing tonight?!”
Faced with their ridiculously excited, gossipy expressions, Ming Jin rolled her eyes dramatically. “Why am I even explaining this to you? I’m leaving — bye!”
Sansukini: Shang Jie is such a good brother to Lin Chuan.
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