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At the beginning of early autumn, a “young master” arrived at the small town, at least, that’s what Chu Xi’ang thought.
Gossip about the newcomer was everywhere:
- Some said his family held tens of billions in assets, and he only had to lie down to collect money.
- Some said he had powerful backers and was simply here to play and enjoy life.
- Some said he had been kicked out of his home and was hiding here to escape debts.
Chu Xi’ang looked at the man across from him and asked, “Is any of it true?” The man only smiled, his eyes holding the starlight of an autumn evening. “What do you think? There are so many versions of the story, even I’m starting to believe them.”
At that time, Chu Xi’ang didn’t even know the man’s name, yet he quietly buried that autumn deep in his heart. Autumn flashed by, and Chu Xi’ang never saw him again. All his memories felt as though they had vanished into thin air.
It wasn’t until he saw a familiar face on a giant screen that Chu Xi’ang finally knew his name was Shen Hengxi.
From age eighteen to twenty-five, it took Chu Xi’ang seven years to finally stand in front of Shen Hengxi. On that day, memories poured in like a torrential rain. It felt just like their first meeting: the wind blowing through his hair, the sunlight dappling his face, and a heart that couldn’t stop racing.
With the sound of his heartbeat thundering in his ears, Chu Xi’ang wore a faint smile and said, “Hello, Teacher Shen. I am Chu Xi’ang.”
The Story Unfolds.
Fans of the Film Emperor Shen know one thing clearly: their teacher Shen is focused entirely on himself and looks down on no one. In all his years since debut, not a single scandal has ever touched him.
However, the traditionally stoic and “desireless” Film Emperor seemed to change after joining a variety show. First, during an interview, he was teased into calling the person pinned at the top of his chat. Without a hint of hesitation, he dialed. After just a few seconds, a clear, sleepy voice answered: “Teacher Shen?” Shen Hengxi’s expression softened into pure tenderness. “Are you sleeping?”
Fans: Wait… something is wrong!
Later, after an award ceremony, he was caught on camera pulling someone into his car. He opened the door, fastened the seatbelt, and drove the car himself… Fans: What happened to the “monk-like” lifestyle you promised us?
Small Theater (The “Obedient” Act). Chu Xi’ang usually doesn’t involve himself in his shop’s drama, but today, someone was looking for trouble. Usually good-tempered, Chu Xi’ang frowned and grabbed the troublemaker by the collar, ready to throw him out.
Just as his hand tightened, the familiar voice of Shen Hengxi echoed from the shop’s TV screen: “Teacher Shen, do you have any requirements for your significant other?” The man’s calm, leisurely voice replied: “Hmm… someone obedient, I suppose.”
Chu Xi’ang stared at the troublemaker for three seconds. He let go of the collar, straightened his own clothes, opened the door, and said with the utmost politeness: “Please, leave.”
