After the Restricted-Genre Side Character Plays the Villainous Boss - Chapter 6

“What are you saying? You do not actually want to be my male concubine, do you!”

Long Yin was beyond annoyed.

He was the villain, and Yue Mingcang was the protagonist. How could a protagonist become a male concubine for a villain?

Yue Mingcang froze for a second, then spoke with a hint of disappointment. “I know. I, I never thought, I know.”

“As long as you know!”

Long Yin turned and left immediately.

Yue Mingcang chased after him for a few steps, unwilling to let it go. “Then, could I have your contact information?”

“No! You! Cannot!”

Long Yin glared at Yue Mingcang and walked away huffily.

Yue Mingcang wanted to keep chasing him, but the bodyguards blocked his path.

Watching Long Yin’s retreating figure, his heart was filled with frustration. He could not help but shout loudly:

“Young Master! I know I am not worthy of being your male concubine! I only want to repay your kindness!”

Long Yin’s pace quickened even more.

If the situation had allowed for it, he would have covered his ears and run.

What did he mean by “not worthy of being your male concubine”? Was being a male concubine some kind of noble status?

Yue Mingcang was a protagonist in a power fantasy novel. Should he not be absolutely furious at being called a “male concubine” by a villain?

In restricted novels, if a “passerby top” even claimed to be a friend of the protagonist bottom, the protagonist would mock him mercilessly. Why were these well-known rules of the genre suddenly failing in this world?

Long Yin fled the hospital. It was not until he sat in his car that his pounding heart finally began to settle.

Xiao Bai wagged its tail and jumped onto Long Yin’s lap, barking twice. [Great Host, you were amazing! The Humiliation Points increased by five. We have six Humiliation Points now!]

Long Yin was still shaken. [That scared me to death. When I heard him say that, I thought the points would not go up. As long as they increased, everything is fine.]

So that was it. He understood everything now.

The protagonist bottoms in restricted novels were consistent in their words and actions; they would curse him while the Humiliation Points rose. However, the protagonists in power fantasy novels were more enduring. They would pretend to be submissive while their Humiliation Points secretly increased in their hearts.

Long Yin had been worried that the “passerby top” tactics would not work on Yue Mingcang, but it seemed Yue Mingcang responded well to them.

Long Yin: [Xiao Bai, when did Yue Mingcang’s Humiliation Points go up?]

Xiao Bai: [They went up when you called him a “male concubine”! It increased by five points all at once!]

Long Yin’s eyes lit up.

He knew his logic was sound!

Although the “Grape Humiliation” failed, the “Rumor Humiliation” was a success.

He still had many methods left. If he used them one by one, he would surely make Yue Mingcang’s Humiliation Points skyrocket!

The special assistant had entered the car with Long Yin. Seeing the upward curve of Long Yin’s lips and his pleasant expression, the assistant discreetly asked how they should “handle” Yue Mingcang and his family.

Long Yin calmly delivered his villainous lines: “Treat the elderly woman with the best standards. Make sure she leaves the hospital healthy. As for Yue Mingcang, do not worry about him. Once the shipping routes are finalized, there will be plenty of times he will come begging to me.”

The assistant’s mind went blank for a moment.

The logic in his boss’s words did not seem to connect.

What did he mean by “plenty of times he will come begging”? Had Yue Mingcang not just begged him, only to be rejected?

Could this be a new type of “playing hard to get” strategy?

The assistant was unsure of Long Yin’s intentions. To be safe, he took out his phone and sent a message to the second assistant.

Upon receiving the message, the second assistant immediately took action and stopped the dejected Yue Mingcang.

When Long Yin left, the other assistants followed, but the second assistant had intentionally delayed his departure.

In hindsight, this decision was incredibly wise.

The second assistant politely handed out a gold-embossed business card. “Hello, Mr. Yue. I am Mr. Long’s second assistant. My surname is Zhang. You may add my contact information. If necessary, we will contact you.”

“Thank you,” Yue Mingcang said, feeling flattered.

Being able to connect with the second assistant was a good outcome.

Long Yin was newly appointed and had just returned from abroad. It was likely that not many people in S City knew him yet.

In the business world, timing was everything. By some stroke of luck, he might actually hold a slight advantage.

That night, the Long Group officially announced its change of leadership.

Long Yin’s name appeared on the financial news for the first time, quickly sweeping across all media platforms.

Within two days, his name had spread throughout the entire Dragon Port. Long Yin dominated the news, magazines, offline media, and online platforms.

When Lord Dragon was alive, he was the absolute top celebrity of S City. The slightest movement from him would cause a huge stir.

Compared to Lord Dragon, Long Yin was even more popular.

They shared the same immense power and maritime empire, but while Lord Dragon was aging like a setting sun, Long Yin was young and handsome, like a rising sun.

A public relations photo taken at the press conference even became the cover of the latest issue of Times Gentlemen.

In the photo, Long Yin wore a sharp black suit. His silver-white hair was swept back, and his golden eyes held no warmth, only a condescending gaze.

The photo spread rapidly across the internet. Bold opportunists even launched merchandise, continuing to sell it even after receiving lawyer letters from the Long family.

Amidst the endless praise and wonder, only Yue Mingcang knew that this photo was nowhere near the peak of Long Yin’s beauty.

He had seen Long Yin in a white suit, sitting elegantly at a marble table with a smile.

Even the Pacific Ocean at night seemed intoxicated by the young ruler. The silver glow of the starlight was not as bright as the gold in his eyes.

Not only that, he had seen those golden eyes widen with anger, those pale lips purse tightly, and he had felt the irresistible strength transmitted through a thin shirt when he was held tightly by that body.

Unfortunately, all of this could only be remembered in dreams.

Even after an extraordinary encounter that no one else knew about, the reality was that Yue Mingcang was no different from ordinary people dreaming over their phones. He was perhaps even more miserable.

The “new official’s three fires” burned bright as the shipping routes for White Dragon Shipping were established. Dragon Port was completely abandoned. Any company that could leave followed them, while those that could not were left to die.

During Lord Dragon’s reign, the decision to abandon Dragon Port often involved attempts to suppress young people like Yue Mingcang who refused to be recruited. Lord Dragon had been testing the attitude of the new forces, so the development of the routes was relatively slow.

But now, Long Yin chose the new port simply because it was better and more advanced. It had nothing to do with the new generation. This simple business decision indirectly made Yue Mingcang’s life incredibly difficult.

With White Dragon Shipping gone, Dragon Port fell into paralysis. Banks would not lend money, and partners would not renew contracts. Everyone was struggling to survive and had no energy to help others.

In the past half month, Yue Mingcang had asked every business partner and friend, but he could not borrow a single cent.

The only person he had not tried was Long Yin.

But how could he show his face to Long Yin?

He was not the only one worrying.

After learning Long Yin’s true identity, Yue Yuling was surprised, but she also completely gave up the idea of her brother “hooking up” with Long Yin.

If Long Yin had been Lord Dragon’s young lover, Yue Mingcang would have been walking a tightrope; dangerous, but with huge rewards.

However, Long Yin was not a lover; he was Lord Dragon’s son, the Young Lord.

Hooking up with the “Young Lord”? Even ten lives would not be enough!

Under normal circumstances, Yue Yuling should have stopped. However, as the company continued to decline and bankruptcy loomed, she placed her last hope on her brother.

“Brother! Go find the Young Lord and try! Seriously, I think he likes you. If you serve him well, our company will survive!”

Yue Mingcang corrected her with a stern face. “What do you mean ‘serve’? We are doing legitimate business. Do not act like we are selling our bodies every day.”

“What time is it? You are still saying this! If the company collapses, what about our debts? If the issue with the collateral is exposed, we might even go to prison!”

Yue Yuling pulled at her hair in a breakdown for a moment before making a decision. “If you will not go, I will! If you will not sell yourself, I will!”

Normally, at the point of “selling oneself,” she should have looked sad.

But when Yue Yuling thought of Long Yin’s handsome face, she could not feel any sadness. Instead, the corners of her mouth curled up wildly.

“Hehe, the Young Lord is so handsome and younger than me. It is a win for me just to sleep with him for free. If I can borrow money afterward, where else could I find such a good deal?”

“What are you saying? Who is sleeping with whom for free?”

The logistics guy from the company appeared behind them at some point.

Yue Yuling smilingly told him the plan to sleep with the Young Lord and then ask to borrow money.

The logistics guy was confused. “No way. Where would you get the chance? Can you even track his whereabouts?”

Yue Yuling said foolishly, “Yes, Grandma is still staying at the Long family hospital for rehabilitation. The Young Lord’s assistant often visits her. I can wait for an opportunity to follow the assistant and see him.”

The logistics guy’s eyes lit up. “Why did you not say that sooner? Rumor has it the Young Lord likes men. I am the perfect fit. I will go for you!”

Yue Yuling snapped, “Why should you go? I will go!”

“I will go!” the logistics guy insisted.

“Enough.”

Yue Mingcang spoke coldly, interrupting their argument. He said word by word:

“It is not your turn. If anyone is going, I will go first.”

Yue Yuling was used to arguing and instinctively barked back at her brother. “Why should you go?”

Yue Mingcang chuckled and said with perfect logic:

“Because I am the ‘male concubine’ personally recognized by the Young Lord.”

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