After Transmigrating as the Northeast CEO's Pampered Little Husband - Chapter 44

“So the game starts tomorrow? Wilderness Survival? I can’t believe this is what they finally settled on.” Gu Jiaoyang flipped through the handbook, his eyes not straying to Zhu Zhengwen, who had fallen into deep thought beside him.

As a dedicated food streamer, Zhu Zhengwen detested outdoor sports. His weight made him dislike exercise, especially activities that clearly involved suffering rather than eating.

“Can I get out of this?” Zhu Zhengwen poked at the cola chicken wings on his plate with his chopsticks, his chubby face looking rather deflated.

“Then you’ll have your points deducted, and you’ll drop off the leaderboard for three periods.” Gu Jiaoyang wasn’t the least bit intimidated by wilderness survival. In his original world, he had followed his master to vanquish demons and exorcise evil, staying in deep mountain forests for nearly a month. A mere four days here was nothing to fear.

“Ahhh! I thought they would decide on Castle Mystery Solving! Who knew it would be this!” Zhu Zhengwen rested his head on the dining table in despair, covering his head with the brochure as if that would help him escape the wilderness survival activity.

“Let’s go.”

After dinner, Gu Jiaoyang dragged Zhu Zhengwen out for some fresh air. W City’s night market was bustling; not only were there various snacks, but also the city’s characteristic acrobatic troupes. Since it was the weekend, they were definitely out for business.

Ding!

The elevator opened on the 11th floor. Yan Yan, fully armed with a hat and sunglasses, walked in. He glanced at Gu Jiaoyang, who was listening to Zhu Zhengwen speak, and a flash of amazement crossed his eyes behind the dark lenses.

Looks like a tasty little morsel.

Yan Yan couldn’t suppress the dark thoughts in his mind. He pretended to look down at his phone, but his eyes kept darting towards Gu Jiaoyang.

The assistant holding the backpack saw that Yan Yan’s screen wasn’t even unlocked and knew exactly what was going through this guy’s head. However, being just a personal assistant, he had no authority to control this high-maintenance lord. He could only send a message to the manager, reporting who the big star had set his sights on this time.

[Bro, Yan-ge has his eyes on an Orange Blossom streamer. He’s quite good-looking, from the Food Section.]

[Food Section? There are no big shots there. Let him play. We don’t lack money. It’s just a streamer. Just watch him and don’t let him go too wild.]

Yan Yan’s manager on the other end was accustomed to such situations. Yan Yan even slept with fans, let alone taking a fancy to some internet streamer during an offline event.

Anyway, his backers spoiled him. As long as it wasn’t a woman, they didn’t care.

“Yan-ge!” The assistant helplessly handed the phone to Yan Yan, passing on the manager’s mild warning.

“Troublesome. I know,” Yan Yan muttered. He knew his assistant always snitched to the manager, but since they never really interfered with him, he just frowned and glared at the little assistant before settling down to brazenly ogle Gu Jiaoyang.

The moment Yan Yan entered the lift, Gu Jiaoyang felt uncomfortable. It was as if half the air in the elevator had been suddenly sucked out, replaced by the smell of a mouldy basement that hadn’t been repaired in years.

Especially after sensing Yan Yan’s revolting gaze.

Zhu Zhengwen guessed that the person wrapped up so tightly was likely Yan Yan. Even though he wasn’t a star-chaser, the luck of riding in an elevator with a big celebrity made him a little excited. He lowered his head to whisper to Gu Jiaoyang, failing to notice that while Yan Yan stood seemingly upright, the eyes behind his sunglasses were glued to Gu Jiaoyang.

“Piggy, I’m feeling elevator sick.” Gu Jiaoyang pretended to turn away in discomfort. His soft voice carried a weary nasal tone, sounding pitiful and cute, but his hidden face was filled with impatient gloom.

Damn celebrity, dirty old pervert. If there weren’t people around, I’d break his [redacted].

As if feeling the phantom sensation of stomping on something disgusting, Gu Jiaoyang shivered in revulsion, which to onlookers made him look even more pitiful.

“Why are you elevator sick? Did you eat too much just now? Let’s go straight out when we get down then; we won’t go to the car park, it’s stuffier in there.” Zhu Zhengwen didn’t suspect a thing. After all, he never imagined a dignified Master could suffer from ordinary ailments.

“Mm.” Gu Jiaoyang exhaled and touched his chest. He couldn’t help it; after Foundation Establishment, his five senses were exceptionally sharp. Being stared at like that by an old pervert in a confined elevator was truly unbearable.

beside him, Yan Yan, shielding himself with his sunglasses, brazenly let his gaze travel from Gu Jiaoyang’s trembling eyelashes to his deep pink lips, down to his small Adam’s apple, and deep into the collarbone beneath his clothes. Since the cutie had turned around, he could only ogle the rounded shoulders and the perky rear.

That spot is so perky and round, it must be exceptionally tight inside…

“Cough, cough, cough…”

Just as Yan Yan was fantasising, he suddenly felt his neck tighten, as if someone were strangling him, and began coughing violently.

The assistant panicked and tried to pat Yan Yan’s back to help him breathe, but was swatted away. Yan Yan clutched his own neck, his face full of confusion.

Standing on the other side, Gu Jiaoyang clenched his fist tightly. In his heart, he had already decided to make this damned old pervert pay a price.

Motherfucker, you dare fantasise about me? Just wait until the competition starts, I’ll destroy you!

Ding!

The short journey of a dozen floors felt like half a day. Gu Jiaoyang dragged Zhu Zhengwen out to breathe fresh air and secretly cast a Bad Luck Charm on Yan Yan.

Let him have some bad luck first; it won’t be so obvious when I deal with him later.

Fuming, Gu Jiaoyang pulled out the tourist brochure. Turning anger into appetite, he set a new goal: eat ten portions of every snack!

“Boss, there’s a message from Ms Qin.” The personal secretary handed the phone to Dai Gucan, who had just finished a meeting, and stood aside carefully with lowered eyes.

Sure enough, upon hearing the words “Ms Qin”, the low pressure around Dai Gucan dropped further. The rare pleasant mood from the smooth meeting vanished instantly, replaced by complex emotions that made Dai Gucan’s face excessively gloomy.

“She wants to come back.” Dai Gucan took the phone and listened to the message. He spoke as if to no one, or perhaps just repeating the words to himself. He stood by the window clutching the phone in a daze. After a few minutes, he took a pack of cigarettes from the drawer, popped the capsule, lit one, and held it between his fingers without smoking. He continued to stand by the window, expressionless, lost in thought.

Seeing this, the secretary quietly left the office. He didn’t know the details of the boss’s family relations, but whenever these three words Ms Qin were mentioned, regardless of time or place, the boss would lose his patience and turn into a beast on the edge of danger. A beast that wouldn’t hurt others, only himself.

All he could do was leave the boss a quiet space until he figured it out himself.

“Sigh, the world of the rich isn’t all smooth sailing either.” The secretary returned to his desk, flipping through the boss’s schedule with a sigh.

Country X.

“He’s in love? Why? Why? Hasn’t he killed enough people?!”

Qin Yuan threw all the documents sent by the private investigator onto the floor, screaming madly. She stomped on the papers with her sharp high heels and splashed the scalding coffee from the table all over them.

“He’s a lunatic! He’s a psychopath! He is simply a monster! He killed them all! It was him!” Qin Yuan grabbed a fruit knife from the table and viciously slashed at Dai Gucan’s face on the documents. Her bright red fingernails tore the pages to shreds as she cursed incessantly.

“Why are you the only one alive? Why!!!”

“The first one died, the second one died too. This one can’t possibly survive! Impossible!”

Qin Yuan picked up a photo of a boy. It was Gu Jiaoyang’s school ID photoblue background, white uniform, smiling softly and sweetly.

“You can live, but you will die too. You must die!”

Qin Yuan suddenly burst into laughter. She threw the photo at the ceiling like a child, spun around a few times on the mess of documents, and then sat on the sofa to stroke her sleeping cat. As if nothing had happened, she picked up her phone and started messaging. Like any woman in love, she pressed the voice note button with a slight blush on her face.

“Darling, I’m craving Western food tonight. What should we do?”

Qin Yuan sat on the sofa, pointing her toes. Sure enough, the reply came immediately: he would take her out for dinner tonight. She switched to another page and calmly called the maid to clean up the mess.

“My dear nephew…”

Qin Yuan lay back on the sofa, raising her hand to look at her bright red nails. She whispered softly, then, as if remembering something, suddenly started to cry.

“Woo woo woo…”

In the enormous villa, only the sound of the woman’s weeping and the cat’s purring intertwined.

…

“Did Madam go mad again? Oh, right, her demon nephew is looking for a sacrifice again.”

“Heavens! Shh, keep it down. Remember, Mary? Madam found the angel most capable of purifying him for his nephew, but in the end…”

“Oh my God… may that demon go to hell soon…”

The maids, who belonged to the local church, gathered to whisper after Qin Yuan left. God knows, it terrified them that such an elegant and charming oriental lady had such a villainous demon nephew. He must be a demon crawled out of hell; otherwise, how could he have killed his whole family? He didn’t even spare two blind dates. It was simply a curse!

“Fortunately, Madam only goes mad when it concerns her demon nephew. She’s still quite good to us.”

“That’s right, Mary. At least that money on the table is ours!”

“Hurry up and finish cleaning. We still have to sell flowers for the church!”

“Did you catch a cold from the air conditioning?” Zhu Zhengwen’s mouth was stuffed with rice noodle rolls. He looked worriedly at the extra-spicy squid skewer in Gu Jiaoyang’s hand.

Or perhaps he was choking on too much chilli.

“It’s nothing, I just felt some inexplicable malice,” Gu Jiaoyang said, taking a sip of iced yoghurt and frowning. The source was erratic; it shouldn’t be nearby.

“What?” Zhu Zhengwen lifted his head after slurping his noodles, not hearing Gu Jiaoyang clearly.

“Just eat. Come on, let’s attack the next stall!!!”

Since the malice wasn’t from nearby, nothing unpleasant would happen in the immediate future. So, Gu Jiaoyang simply dismissed the thought and continued to immerse himself in the ocean of snacks. once they started filming the wilderness survival tomorrow, they wouldn’t be able to eat these delicious treats!

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