After Transmigrating as the Northeast CEO's Pampered Little Husband - Chapter 28

“Hello? Are you in position? Post exactly at the agreed time. Stagger the posts; don’t let the intervals be identical!”

In a dimly lit bedroom with the curtains drawn, a balding man wearing glasses held a cigarette in his mouth while talking on the phone. The greasy keyboard reflected the ghostly blue light of the computer screen, obscuring the symbols on the keys.

“Aye, no problem, no problem. The money from that side has already come through. Keep a close eye on things tonight! I won’t tolerate any mistakes this time, do you hear?”

The man typed on the keyboard while talking. Even though the letters on the keys had faded with wear, he could type rapidly just by staring at the screen, clearly having practiced for a long time.

The time in the bottom right corner of the screen inched closer to the planned moment. The man scratched his sparsely haired head, stubbed out his cigarette in a pot noodle cup, and the instant the time arrived, he hit the enter key. Send.

Late night was the prime time for gossip. On the Orange Blossom forum, a headline with a distinctly clickbait style abruptly appeared among the sea of posts, making people uncontrollably urged to click on it.

Shock! Explosion! Popular streamer revealed to be an ugly, scumbag of a man, a disgrace to society! He is actually right beside us.

Such a title was obviously designed to grab eyeballs, but it was truly irresistible. People clicked in to investigate, only to be hooked by the content inside.

Photos, chat logs, audio recordings, and some messy, poorly censored videos—a mix of truth and falsehoods that sent netizens into a frenzy. Within less than an hour, it had truly blown up.

Specious answers filled with loopholes from supposed “primary school classmates”, “middle school alumni”, and “high school teachers” instantly turned the thread into a battlefield, rocketing it to the homepage with a “hot” tag.

Regardless of whether this information had been verified, with the bots and paid trolls descending to control the narrative and set the rhythm, most passers-by who entered the thread believed what was written. Fueled by a self-righteous sense of justice, they flocked to the homepage of the person mentioned in the thread to unleash a torrent of abuse.

…

Hah? Cheating in primary school, school bullying, hitting teachers in middle school, and getting a female classmate pregnant in high school? I’ve really learned something new today! How can such human scum be a streamer? Are the officials who take this dirty money blind???

RIP your mum. What kind of rubbish is this?! Came in here in the middle of the night and got grossed out. Bury him early. Incense.

Ugh, damn scumbag! Get out of Orange Blossom!!! Incense.

I said this Gu Yangyang was a disgusting, deadbeat scumbag. The leaked photos are so ugly; are you ‘Wool’ fans blind to support such a thing?

Who knows if they even have eyes? There are still fans in denial posting screenshots from the last stream. Idiots, hah, that was obviously someone else, okay? If not someone else, then he’s had plastic surgery. Did you see the photos in the thread? It’s concrete proof, okay? Stop trying to whitewash him!

Whitewashers go die! You might be making things up, but I’m not blind! Scum of society, get lost! Wave.

…

“Not bad, beautiful work. If we keep this up until tomorrow, Gu Yangyang will never be able to turn this around.”

“Hmm? Yeah, I know. You guys push a bit harder. Even if he reveals his face to explain later, he won’t be able to tear off the ‘plastic surgery’ label. And with all this fake information we’ve fabricated, his reputation really stinks now, hahahahaha!!! Explain? Who would believe his explanation? You don’t have to take responsibility for destroying someone online!!! The damage is done; even if he manages to turn over a new leaf, he can’t make up for this!”

Zhou Cheng scrolled his mouse, staring at the rising heat of the thread and the chilling abuse from a mix of passers-by and bots. His heart was practically blooming with joy.

Gu Yangyang, blame your good looks, and blame yourself for rolling your eyes at me!!! Hmph, as your senior, I need to teach you a good lesson about the treachery of society!

Orange Blossom Headquarters

“Guan San, look at this thread. I checked the backend IDs. Most of the early replies are from low-level alt accounts, and several of them match the ones we banned last time. It’s likely that studio again, setting the rhythm without any evidence. Should we ban the thread?”

A content moderator turned around to report to the manager behind him.

“…No need for now. Check the backend traffic.”

The manager leaned back in his chair, taking a very leisurely sip of tea.

“Guan San, it’s trending!!!”

Another employee shouted to the manager, sending the trending link to the manager’s computer.

“…Wait a bit longer, no rush. How is the traffic?”

“It’s exploding, it’s exploding!!! Guan San! The traffic has quadrupled! And it’s still rising!”

“Good. Let it sit for now. We’ll ban it when the traffic growth starts to fatigue.”

“But the complaints and reports…”

The moderator turned to look at the manager, who was still drinking tea leisurely, and spoke in a low voice.

“Sigh, they say you’re new for a reason. The report function is just there for show. The result of handling things must prioritise traffic, understand?”

Guan San blew on the floating tea leaves and rolled his eyes at the new moderator.

“…Is that so…” The moderator shut their mouth dully, turned their head to glance at the employee handbook stuck to the desk, but secretly began calculating in their heart. Finally making a decision, they opened the company’s internal messaging software. While Guan San was still drinking tea and not paying attention, they drafted a long message and sent it out.

“So, Mr Dai, shall we consider having a sweet, romantic relationship?” Gu Jiaoyang sat on Mr Dai’s lap, his arms wrapped around Dai Gucan’s neck, his gaze soft and seductive.

How did things develop to this point?

Dai Gucan sank into contemplation…

If he really had to trace it back, it probably started from that mistake he made with Gu Jiaoyang that night.

Dai Gucan sat on the bedroom chair. Having just washed up, his mouth still tasted of cool, spicy mint, but the minty freshness didn’t make him more clear-headed; instead, he began to zone out endlessly.

“You…”

Mwah!

“I…”

Smack!

“…”

Chu, chu!

“Don’t be like this…”

From then on, whenever Dai Gucan opened his mouth, Gu Jiaoyang would use his terrain advantage, hug Mr Dai’s neck, and block his mouth with kisses.

“So, does Mr Dai agree or not? I’ve given you my body and my heart. Touch it, look, it’s beating so fast here!” Gu Jiaoyang took Dai Gucan’s hand and placed it over his small chest. Having just turned eighteen not long ago, his chest didn’t yet have the hardness of a mature man; there were only faint contours of muscle, feeling somewhat soft and elastic to the touch.

The sensation against his palm wasn’t just this temptation, but also the hot, powerful beating of the heart beneath.

It was like a little white rabbit coated in honey, obediently hopping into the big bad wolf’s mouth, waiting for the wolf to lick the honey clean before devouring it.

Of course, there was also the soft flesh rubbing against his thighs…

Having been celibate for thirty years, how could he not know—now that he had tasted meat—what kind of sweet indulgence lay within the soft fruit once peeled open?

Moreover, the agreement they signed had stated in black and white: “Intimate behaviour is prohibited during the agreement period.” And he was the one who had broken this rule first.

If the partner was such a soft, lovely little friend… oh no, little Daoist…

“Mr Dai! Don’t zone out! Answer my question! If you don’t agree… if you don’t agree, woo woo woo…”

regarding the speed of his fake crying, Gu Jiaoyang felt that not winning an Oscar with this body would be a disservice to his parents.

The little friend was like a delicate, dripping flower; a slight pinch would leave fingerprints on the petals, and crystal-clear nectar would flow down…

What nectar, that’s cell sap!

Dai Gucan watched the little friend sitting on his lap start shedding gold beans (tears). His brain couldn’t help but start conjuring up images, which he then very scientifically extinguished as they became increasingly inappropriate.

“Don’t cry. I didn’t say I wouldn’t agree…” Dai Gucan sighed, finally accepting that he had fallen for it.

No blind dates, no candlelight dinners or rings. Just here in his bedroom, sitting on his lap, his fresh-out-of-the-oven little boyfriend had crashed stubbornly into his heart with a face full of tears, and from then on, there was no turning back.

“Really? That’s great! Mr Dai, I like you super much!!! I really, universally, invincibly like you!!!”

The passionate confession was spilled out at almost zero distance right before his eyes. Dai Gucan, who had never experienced romance, was scalded by his little friend’s innocent and cute confession. His heart thumped wildly. Finally, he took the initiative to reach out and tuck this honey-coated little white rabbit into his embrace, to hold him dear.

“How are you such a smooth talker…” Dai Gucan wrapped his arms around his little boyfriend’s waist, letting out a muffled chuckle.

Compared to Dai Gucan, the happiest person was Gu Jiaoyang himself. He had prepared himself for a tantrum crying, screaming, and threatening to hang himself thinking Mr Dai would reject him with righteous words. But unexpectedly, he really was just as he appeared in private…

Dull and clumsy.

But I like it!

Gu Jiaoyang wagged his triumphant little tail, wrapped his arms around Mr Dai, and planted a few more fierce kisses, cheering for the fact that he could openly take liberties with Mr Dai from now on.

“Why are you so clingy?” Dai Gucan’s old face couldn’t quite handle being kissed so much by Gu Jiaoyang, but the slightly upturned corners of his mouth proved that while his lips spoke of annoyance, his heart liked it very much indeed.

“Mr Dai, let’s go to sleep-sleep. You have to get up for work tomorrow morning; it’s so hard!” Gu Jiaoyang climbed off Dai Gucan’s lap and hugged his arm, acting coquettishly.

“Alright.”

It was indeed getting late. The two men, Zhu Zhengwen and his friend, had wasted a lot of time, so they had eaten dinner late. After washing up and suddenly confessing to establish their boyfriend-boyfriend relationship, it was truly time to sleep.

Although the newly official couple was very sticky with each other, they didn’t do anything outrageous. Gu Jiaoyang was genuinely tired and didn’t want to mess around anymore. Driving away the vengeful spirit for Zhu Zhengwen had cost him a lot of spiritual energy. After all, he only had the cultivation base of the Qi Refining stage, so he desperately needed rest right now.

“Then, dear Mr Dai, nighty-night.”

“Goodnight… Yangyang.”

Dai Gucan watched his little boyfriend nimbly burrow into the duvet, snuggle into his arms, and close his eyes. He pulled the duvet up to cover him well, then lowered his head to nuzzle the soft hair in his embrace.

The dim night light on the bedside table glowed softly. Dai Gucan, who had shed his single status overnight, turned his head to look at the little boyfriend in his arms, and suddenly felt a sense of…

Spontaneous fatherly love???

Probably because his little boyfriend was lying right on a certain spot on his chest, his warm breath hitting it directly.

*It feels so much like a mother pig feeding a piglet…

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