The Tool Brother Thinks It’s Not Okay [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 15

Cheng Kaixin couldn’t have stirred up such a storm with just the data copied from Ma Heng’s phone. But with his powerful connections and Lu Jinying’s strategic planning, every scandal that needed to be exposed was brought to light.

[This has to be a deliberate attack on Jiaxing! How else would so many scandals erupt all at once? Let’s stay rational and not get caught up in the hype.]

[The latest update says the police are involved. They must be guilty. Whoever exposed this, even if it was for personal gain, did the right thing.]

[The entertainment industry’s corruption needs a thorough cleansing. If we let this rot continue, how can any decent actors survive?]

[Everyone’s quick to condemn the stars, but I bet some of them are victims too! Have we already forgotten the actress who killed herself because of unspoken rules? I hope the police investigate thoroughly and bring justice to the public!]

Jiaxing’s artists’ fans watched their idols’ reputations crumble one after another. Those who hadn’t been implicated were terrified, yet these survivors emerged from the chaos with a newfound aura of “purity amidst the mud.” Their fan numbers didn’t decrease; in fact, they grew. Many seized the opportunity to jump ship to other companies.

Under Qin Yunran’s Weibo post, many fans anxiously inquired about his well-being. Shortly after, Qin Yunran posted an update assuring everyone he was safe. He stated that he had also been harassed by Ma Heng the previous day but had narrowly escaped harm and had already submitted relevant evidence to the police.

The comments section immediately exploded. While some fans worried about his safety and feared he might be implicated in the scandal, many detractors maliciously speculated that he was clout-chasing. Some even sarcastically suggested he was preemptively covering up his own scandals.

Just as the uproar reached its peak, the official police Weibo account handling the case suddenly updated with a public announcement:

[Due to the widespread scope, prolonged duration, and severe impact of the Sex Photo Scandal, many victims are reluctant to come forward, posing significant challenges to law enforcement’s evidence collection efforts. We thank @Qin Yunran for his support of police work in providing crucial evidence. The suspect, Ma Heng, has now been apprehended and brought to justice.]

The Sex Photo Scandal had garnered widespread public attention, and the police had been providing real-time updates on the case through various channels. This Weibo post, widely viewed and shared, immediately sparked heated debate.

[Holy shit, it’s actually true? I thought Qin Yunran was just chasing clout. So he really almost became a victim too?]

[Who knows if it was just a “close call” or if he’s already been defiled? “Narrowly escaped” sounds nice, but what if he’s already been tainted?]

[Upstairs, show some decency. If you were in his shoes, would you dare stand up and risk being smeared with dirt? Besides, it’s 2023—why are we still blaming the victim? Regardless, I respect Qin Yunran for his courage. He’s a real man!]

With the nation watching closely, Ma Heng and his cronies’ dirty deeds were quickly exposed, and they faced severe punishment. With Qin Yunran’s consent, a CCTV reporter conducted an exclusive interview with him, interweaving his submitted evidence to reconstruct the truth.

The key evidence was a recording Qin Yunran had made while still sober that night, capturing Ma Heng’s attempted assault.

Even with the profanity bleeped out, the recording was filled with vile language, making listeners’ hearts ache for Qin Yunran’s ordeal. The triumphant scream Ma Heng let out when he was finally subdued brought cathartic relief to everyone who heard it.

At the end of the program, the reporter, after hearing Qin Yunran’s account, remarked with admiration, “You were drunk, and your assailant was physically imposing. To successfully defend yourself under such dire circumstances is truly remarkable.”

“Honestly, I was terrified at the time,” Qin Yunran admitted, his tone sincere yet tinged with humor. “I just kept telling myself, ‘Heartless capitalists are all paper tigers.’ And as it turned out, he really was a pushover.”

The episode aired to widespread acclaim. Officially endorsed, Qin Yunran’s image as both a skilled fighter and someone unafraid to challenge authority resonated deeply with the public. His national popularity skyrocketed, and the “paper tiger” meme went viral.

Many fans changed their profile pictures to “XXX is a paper tiger,” and the internet was flooded with related memes.

As evening fell, Cheng Kaixin, having just finished dinner, dragged Qin Yunran into a video game.

To maintain his physique, Qin Yunran had always been remarkably disciplined. But under Cheng Kaixin’s influence, he now found himself sprawled on the bed after meals.

After one round ended, Cheng Kaixin scrolled through his phone and discovered a deluge of memes. The most liked was a screenshot of Qin Yunran kicking him, fracturing his bone, captioned: “Capitalists are all paper tigers.”

He turned to Qin Yunran, amused. “Am I a paper tiger?”

“Of course not,” Qin Yunran replied, a hint of regret in his eyes. “Otherwise, I would have already…”

The unfinished sentence hinted at something less than proper.

Cheng Kaixin pinched Qin Yunran’s cheek, smiling. “Then what about you? You’re not one either.”

Qin Yunran gazed at him, blinked his deep eyes, and didn’t answer.

With no work these days, he’d been staying at Cheng Kaixin’s place. Calling their time together “sweet as honey” would be an understatement; they were constantly on the verge of igniting.

After a moment of locked eyes, they kissed.

Their lips parted slightly, their breaths mingling in the close space.

Before Qin Yunran could press closer, Cheng Kaixin held up his phone. “Another round? Loser’s a paper tiger?”

“That’s…” Qin Yunran traced his hand along Cheng Kaixin’s wrist, then suddenly snatched the phone and tossed it onto the carpet. “Not a good idea.”

“You’re still thinking about games?”

…Truth be told, Qin Yunran couldn’t beat Cheng Kaixin at games.

Maoqiu wandered through the house, patrolling his territory. When he reached Cheng Kaixin’s bedroom door, the faint sounds from inside caught his attention.

He nudged the door with his nose, but it was firmly shut.

The morning light grew brighter outside the window. Cheng Kaixin draped his arm over his eyes and rolled over, turning his back to the sun.

The sudden drop in temperature beside him made Qin Yunran open his eyes. Glancing at the time on his phone, he patted Cheng Kaixin. “You should go to work.”

Cheng Kaixin didn’t want to move. “I’ll go in the afternoon,” he mumbled lazily.

Qin Yunran chuckled. “What kind of boss are you?”

“I’m the boss,” Cheng Kaixin mumbled, his voice fading as he hugged the blanket tighter, clearly drifting back to sleep. “No one tells me what to do.”

Qin Yunran laughed again, suddenly feeling like a seductive concubine who had bewitched the emperor into neglecting his duties.

Cheng Kaixin curled up, his back arching slightly, revealing the beautiful curve of his spine. Qin Yunran couldn’t help but stare at the sleeping man before him, feeling almost like a pervert. His fingertips traced down Cheng Kaixin’s spine, sliding to the waist he had coveted for so long, touching it again and again, stroking it gently.

Annoyed by the disturbance, Cheng Kaixin grabbed Qin Yunran’s fingers, stopping him.

Qin Yunran’s arm gradually grew numb from being held aloft. Seeing that Cheng Kaixin was sound asleep, he cautiously moved closer and wrapped his arms around Cheng Kaixin’s waist, sighing contentedly.

When Cheng Kaixin woke up, he was drenched in sweat from being pressed so close to Qin Yunran. He glanced back at him, his eyes narrowed. “Aren’t you hot?”

He got up to shower. Qin Yunran also rose and began dressing when they suddenly heard voices from the living room, as if someone had opened the door and entered.

“Boss!” The secretary hurried after Lu Jinying, rushing to Cheng Kaixin’s room and shouting as loudly as he dared, “Mr. Lu is here!”

Lu Jinying glanced back at him, saying nothing, but his gaze made Cheng Kaixin’s back sweat.

I’m done for. If the Boss finds out about this, will I be exiled to the borderlands?

When Cheng Kaixin emerged from the shower, he found Lu Jinying standing at the doorway.

Qin Yunran seemed to have just finished dressing, the rumpled bed adding to the awkwardness of the scene.

Qin Yunran looked at Cheng Kaixin, blinked, and said, “Your brother’s here.”

Lu Jinying shot Cheng Kaixin a cold look and said, “Get dressed and come out.” He turned and sat on the sofa in the living room.

The secretary whispered urgently, “Boss, I swear I didn’t rat you out this time! Mr. Lu just showed up out of nowhere!”

With that, he quickly slipped out and closed the door behind him.

“This is so unexpected,” Qin Yunran murmured, pressing his lips together. “Is your brother strict? Do you think he’s homophobic?”

“I don’t know if he’s homophobic,” Cheng Kaixin said, pushing aside his wet hair. “But he definitely seems pretty strict.”

Qin Yunran compared the two brothers. Lu Jinying was impeccably dressed in a formal suit, while Cheng Kaixin’s bathrobe was askew. Lu Jinying was the very picture of a proper, domineering CEO.

Qin Yunran rubbed his forehead. “I’m so nervous right now, even more nervous than I was for my first audition.”

“What are you nervous about? Afraid my brother will disapprove?”

“Yeah,” Qin Yunran said. “I can’t stop thinking about his cold face, handing me a ten million yuan card and telling me to leave you.”

“Ten million?” Cheng Kaixin’s focus was oddly specific. “Is that all I’m worth?”

“What about thirty million?” Qin Yunran picked up a towel and began drying Cheng Kaixin’s hair, asking with a smile, “How much do families like yours usually offer?”

Cheng Kaixin tilted his head back slightly, lazily accepting the pampering. “So, how much do you think I’m worth?”

“Let me think…” Qin Yunran pretended to ponder for a moment, then sighed. “What should I do? I want too much. Your brother probably can’t afford me.”

“Then I guess we can’t trade me,” Cheng Kaixin said, feigning a sigh. “Or we could split it fifty-fifty. Then we can break up and get back together, achieving sustainable financial growth.”

Qin Yunran couldn’t help but marvel, “You really know how to make money.”

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