Chapter 73: A Bastard

Jin Yang got rich, Jin Yang became a local tyrant, and Jin Yang started the common habit of all the nouveau riche: keeping young models!

Even though he exercised before bed, Zhou Mushi still didn’t sleep well.

He realized today that the saying “money makes men bad” has become a universal truth.

When he woke up, Jin Yang had taken up most of the bed and the blanket, but surprisingly, he wasn’t even holding him while sleeping!

He wanted to curse so badly! But he reminded himself to self-control and having good manners!

The morning after Jin Yang became rich, he felt deeply hurt by the billionaire’s wealth.

According to normal logic, Jin Yang would definitely hook up with his rich girlfriend next and get kicked to the curb, while she would enjoy a luxurious life with someone else.

And then there he would be, a pitiful little guy, pregnant and drifting in the wind and rain…

Wait, no, that’s not right, he doesn’t have the ability to get pregnant.

Left alone, pitifully struggling to make a living in this cruel world, with no one to love or care for him, he eventually dies in loneliness…

Thinking about the plot of the story he didn’t know how to create, Zhou Mushi was so angry that he kicked Jin Yang in anger. As soon as his foot landed, the sleeping person rolled over and kissed the cold ground in an instant.

Zhou Mushi nodded almost maniacally, even raising the corners of his mouth a little, thinking to himself, “So this is how happy it is to bully rich people.”

He quickly crawled out of bed, pretending to care, and helped Jin Yang up, asking, “Are you okay? Did you have a nightmare?”

Jin Yang rubbed his sore head slowly and tightly furrowed his brows, “Ah!”

Zhou Mushi suddenly realized that he had gone too far and actually hurt him, so he blew on Jin Yang’s face, saying, “It’s okay, it’s okay, let me take a look.”

The person slowly removed their hand from their own head and looked at Zhou Mushi intently before asking, “Who are you?”

Zhou Mushi was busy inspecting their injury and lightly slapped them when they were asked the question, “Don’t be silly, I don’t see any bump.”

The person sitting on the ground grabbed Zhou Mushi’s hand as they tried to check their forehead and asked harshly, “I’m asking you, who are you?”

Zhou Mushi felt uncomfortable with their serious expression and replied, “What, you don’t recognize people after just one night?”

“Friends with benefits?” Jin Yang asked with a tilt of his head.

“…If it weren’t for my lack of power, I’d want to slap him back into his mother’s womb.” Zhou Mushi thought. He didn’t like this joke and sneered, “Are you really taking me as your Friends with benefits?”

Jin Yang blinked his innocent eyes twice and said, “I don’t know.”

“Okay, I won’t bother you anymore, Mr. Sugar Daddy. Goodbye!” Zhou Mushi stood up from the ground and was surprised that Jin Yang didn’t hold him back. Why didn’t he hold him back at this moment?

The actions of this nouveau riche jerk made Zhou Mushi very angry. He turned around and saw Jin Yang tightly holding his head and burying it in his crotch, looking truly uncomfortable.

Zhou Mushi was worried about Jin Yang, so he didn’t feel like playing games with him. He had to crouch down and say, “Okay, okay, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have kicked you. Let me take a look. If it’s serious, we have to go to the hospital. Jin Yang, lift your head up.”

The man obediently lifted his head, with a swollen lump and a confused look, and asked, “Who is Jin Yang?”

Zhou Mushi felt that his patience had reached its limit. He grabbed the pillow that had fallen with Jin Yang and threw it, then said loudly, “Enough is enough! You’re an adult, why are you playing the amnesia card? If you keep this up, I’ll get angry!”

The person sitting on the ground crossed his legs together, pouted and said softly, “You’re so fierce~”

Zhou Mushi: …Oh my god, this is definitely not something Jin Yang would do or express under normal circumstances.

He immediately rushed to the bathroom and washed his face with cold water to calm down for half a minute, before returning to pat Jin Yang’s face with his wet hands and earnestly saying, “Jin Yang, be more clear-headed!”

The person on the ground still moved his head in confusion and said, “It seems like Jin Yang is me.”

“Are you…you really don’t remember me? Did you really lose your memory? This is impossible. We’re living our lives, not acting in a TV drama. Memory loss is something that only happens in cheesy TV dramas! Plus, there was no blood, how could you lose your memory?”

Nearly on the verge of collapse, Zhou Mushi bounced around the room twice. The bewildered person climbed up from the ground and grabbed him by the collar, pulling him in close to look at the still visible strawberry marks.

Smiling slightly, they said, “Since we’re not friends with benefits, it seems I must have been keeping you.”

What kind of logic is this?

“How did you come to that conclusion?”

Jin Yang smirked. “If you were keeping me, then shouldn’t I have been the one on the receiving end?”

“Can’t we be in a romantic relationship?”

Jin Yang frowned. “Why should I be in a romantic relationship with a man? Why not with a woman?”

To be in a relationship with a woman and keep a young boy on the side, could it be that the man I liked secretly had such dirty thoughts?

Jin Yang caught sight of their phone, retrieved it with a fingerprint scan, and flipped through their classmates’ records and text messages.

Then he firmly said, “I’m so rich, it seems that I was right about what I thought.”

Turning to point at Zhou Mushi with narrowed eyes, he said, “You are trying to murder your benefactor! I’m going to send you to prison!”

He dialed the emergency number and said, “Hello, 110? I want to report a crime. Someone is trying to murder me.”

“No, I’m not, I didn’t, I was just… When did I try to kill you? It won’t hold up in court.”

Jin Yang gripped Zhou Mushi’s chin and spoke in a harsh tone, “Hmph, I don’t care whether you really want to kill me or not, but right now I don’t like the look of you. You don’t have to worry about whether the case holds up or not. Money can make the devil turn millstones. Kid, you don’t understand the world of the rich, you can do whatever you want.”

“I’ll f***ing kill you, you heartless bastard!”

In the end, Zhou Mushi couldn’t kill Jin Yang, who had a large bump on his head, and was instead taken away by the police who suddenly broke into the house.

He held onto the railing of the police car and cried out in heartbreak, “Jin Yang, you son of a b****! Shame on you!”

. . . . .

“Wake up, Mushi, it’s almost eleven o’clock, you can’t sleep anymore.”

The man who prepared the meal leaned over the bed, kissed the person still in a dream, and spoke softly.

When Zhou Mushi opened his eyes, he smelled the fragrant aroma of the food and saw the affectionate expression of Jin Yang, instantly feeling much more at ease.

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