The bitterness of being rejected by someone was something Wen Moxue had probably experienced more often because of Fu Cheng than anyone else in his entire life.
A’Xiaoli: It’s okay. As long as Big Brother comes, I don’t mind even if you complain about me. At worst, I’ll just have to eat instant noodles for a couple more days.
A’Xiaoli: I already know how to make instant noodles now! I won’t eat them raw anymore.
A’Xiaoli: Once I’m together with Big Brother, I’ll definitely make you a bowl of instant noodles. That’ll be the first meal I’ve ever learned how to make!
Fu: …
A’Xiaoli: So Big Brother will definitely come, right?
A’Xiaoli: Big Brother~ Come on, please come. I’m begging you. (pitiful)
A’Xiaoli: [Kitty rolling around.GIF]
A’Xiaoli: [Kitty waving goodbye.GIF]
A’Xiaoli: [Kitty crying.GIF]
Fu Cheng’s eyes were practically assaulted by her chaotic collection of reaction GIFs.
A’Xiaoli was probably the first person who had ever dared to act this unreasonable and spoiled in front of him without immediately ending up on his blacklist.
Fu: We’ll see.
Fu: I’m going into a meeting. Bye.
Wen Moxue pursed his lips.
That bastard had run away pretty damn fast.
Before he knew it, Friday had arrived.
They only had two classes on Friday morning and they finished them quickly. With the part time job weighing on his mind, Wen Moxue immediately packed up his things and headed back as soon as class ended.
“A’Xue, Xiaoyan.”
Just as he and Shu Yan were walking toward the North Gate, they heard someone calling their names.
They turned around and saw Sun Hao, their former dorm mate.
Sun Hao jogged over to catch up with them and asked with a smile, “You two don’t have classes this afternoon, right? Are you free?”
Shu Yan blinked.
“You tell me what it’s about first. Then I’ll decide whether I’m free.”
“There’s a basketball game between our university and the one next door. Do you want to go watch it together? We could hang out afterward too.”
“A basketball game? Sure, I can go. I’ll bring my boyfriend to watch too.” Shu Yan sounded quite interested.
Wen Moxue was just about to say that he was busy when something suddenly occurred to him. He looked at Sun Hao suspiciously.
“Fu Jiaheng sent you, didn’t he?”
Fu Jiaheng was very good at basketball and had been recruited by the university basketball team almost as soon as he entered school.
Sun Hao, on the other hand, was a complete homebody. He usually preferred staying in the dorm playing games and had absolutely no interest in watching basketball matches.
“Haha.” Sun Hao scratched his head awkwardly and gave a dry laugh. “The basketball game is true but the part about hanging out afterward was my own idea. It’s just been a long time since I’ve hung out with you guys.”
“The get together can wait until next time. I have something to do today. As for the basketball game… you don’t need to try to set me and Fu Jiaheng up. We’ve already broken up. If it’s impossible, then it’s impossible. There’s no need for you to keep trying to play matchmaker between us.”
Sun Hao was only doing someone else a favor.
Since Wen Moxue had made himself so clear, he knew this was something that couldn’t be forced and didn’t waste his breath trying to persuade him.
Wen Moxue returned to his place, changed into his women’s clothes and headed to the tea house for work.
Whether Fu Cheng came or not, just thinking about the salary the manager had offered him was enough to make Wen Moxue’s steps feel light and cheerful on his way to work.
The qipao that had been specially tailored according to his measurements had already arrived, so Wen Moxue went into the changing room and put it on.
The style was the same tea green color as the qipaos worn by the other female staff. Since it had been custom designed specifically for his body, it fit him perfectly.
The graceful curves of his tall, well proportioned figure were outlined without hiding a thing.
Looking at himself in the mirror, Wen Moxue discovered for the first time that his butt was actually this perky.
An idea immediately struck him.
He picked up the phone sitting to the side and took a picture, making it look completely accidental as he captured the particularly attractive curve of his backside. He deliberately positioned the phone so that his face was hidden, then sent the photo to Fu Cheng.
A’Xiaoli: Big Brother, the uniform at this tea house is so pretty.
Fu Cheng had just finished a meeting.
He took out his phone and coincidentally, A’Xiaoli’s message had arrived at exactly that moment.
His gaze was involuntarily drawn for a second to the full, graceful curve of the girl’s backside, which looked almost as though it had been deliberately padded to make it rounder and more prominent.
Then, without changing expression, he pressed the screen off.
“President Fu, this is the summary of the acquisition investment in Tonghai. Please have a look.”
His assistant followed him back into the office and handed him a document, completely failing to notice anything unusual about his boss’s expression.
“Got it.” Fu Cheng glanced at the watch on his wrist. “Arrange it. We’ll have a meeting about this acquisition project at three.”
“Understood.”
The assistant left to make the arrangements.
Perhaps because Fu Cheng hadn’t replied, his phone vibrated again and another message came through.
Fu Cheng sat down in his office chair and unlocked his phone again.
A’Xiaoli: I’ve already started working, Big Brother. Are you coming over?
Fu: I’m working too.
A’Xiaoli: Come after work, okay? I’m really good at tea ceremony. Don’t you want to come and have some tea with me?
Fu: Don’t chat while you’re working. Focus on your job.
Wen Moxue: “…”
What a capitalist’s attitude!
Wen Moxue angrily put his phone away and walked out of the changing room.
The shift supervisor hadn’t been present during his previous interview, so today was the first time she had seen him.
The moment she saw Wen Moxue wearing the qipao, she was practically stunned.
That tall figure.
That perky little butt.
He was practically born to wear a qipao.
But the most astonishing thing of all was his face.
He wore retro style makeup, while his long hair had been gathered into an elegant updo and secured with a hairpin. The dangling ornament on the hairpin swayed gently with his movements, making him look like an unparalleled beauty who had stepped straight out of a traditional painting.
Standing there, he seemed to drain all the color from everything around him.
“Oh my God, you’re absolutely perfect in a qipao! I have a feeling that within a month, you’ll become our top attraction here,” the shift supervisor said excitedly.
Top attraction…
The corner of Wen Moxue’s mouth twitched.
Couldn’t she use a word that sounded a little less suggestive?
The shift supervisor introduced Wen Moxue to the other tea artists.
Everyone had different thoughts about the arrival of such a stunning beauty.
After all, they were all people who made their living partly through their looks and Wen Moxue’s appearance instantly made everyone feel a strong sense of crisis.
Only a round faced girl named Chen Jiajia showed him an especially enthusiastic welcome. She even took the initiative to familiarize Wen Moxue with the working environment and his duties.
Through her, Wen Moxue learned quite a lot of information that he had wanted to know.
For example, Zhuolian’s membership system was divided into five levels: Silver, Gold, Platinum, Diamond and Black Gold.
Silver membership was available simply by registering, while the spending or recharge requirements for the other four levels were 10,000 yuan, 100,000 yuan, 500,000 yuan and 1 million yuan respectively.
The manager had previously told him that aside from Platinum and Black Gold customers who specifically requested him, whom he could not refuse, he could choose which other customers he wanted to serve.
In other words, only customers who had spent or recharged more than 500,000 yuan here had the privilege of requesting him whenever they wanted.
As for everyone else, whether they were lucky enough to receive his service depended on his mood.
Surely these big shots would spend a fortune just to have a beautiful woman brew tea for them and chat with them, right?
Wen Moxue had originally assumed that at a place like this, spending several thousand yuan in one visit would already be considered extravagant.
But Chen Jiajia told him that their finest teas alone could cost more than ten thousand yuan for a single pot.
It was also common for wealthy clients to bring important business partners here and spend tens of thousands of yuan in one visit.
Wen Moxue could only respond with a single word.
“Damn.”
Then, remembering something, he lowered his voice and asked, “Among our VIP guests, is there someone named Fu Cheng?”
“Oh, Mr. Fu? He’s one of our Black Gold VIPs!”
A Black Gold VIP.
A big shot who had recharged or spent at least one million yuan!
To be able to casually spend or recharge a million yuan at a place like this, it seemed that this bastard really was loaded.
He must have bled quite a few rich women dry when he was younger.
What an old scumbag!
“Does he come here often?”
“Mm, it depends. Sometimes he comes quite frequently and sometimes he doesn’t show up for a long time. There’s no real pattern.”
That was fine.
As long as he came, that was enough.
Seeing Wen Moxue’s eyes light up, Chen Jiajia covered her mouth and laughed.
“But we shouldn’t even think about getting to brew tea for him. Whenever he comes now, the shift supervisor always arranges for a male tea artist to serve him.”
Those words were like a bucket of ice cold water being dumped directly over Wen Moxue’s head.
No way.
After all that, could it be that Fu Cheng liked men?
But wasn’t he married and had a son?
Was his wife a same sex marriage cover? Had it been a marriage of convenience? Surrogacy?
No, that didn’t make sense.
If he really liked men, why would his mother still introduce women to him?
He was already this age and his son was already so grown up. If he liked men, there was no need for him to keep hiding it.
Wen Moxue refused to believe it.
“He likes having male tea artists serve him?”
“Not exactly. Mr. Fu mainly prefers peace and quiet. He dislikes all those flashy, elaborate tea brewing techniques that make a lot of noise. In the past, some of our tea artists saw that he was handsome and wealthy and tried to use those methods to attract his attention. It made him extremely unhappy. Later, to avoid situations like that, the shift supervisor simply started assigning straight male tea artists to serve him.”
Oh.
So that was it.
Wen Moxue finally breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as he didn’t like men, everything was fine.
Otherwise, he really would have been furious to death.
Besides, the way Fu Cheng acted, all aloof and seemingly uninterested in either men or women, perhaps he had bled too many rich women dry when he was younger and ruined his kidneys in the process.
After showing Wen Moxue around the working environment, Chen Jiajia took him to familiarize himself with the actual work.
First, she had him observe how she brewed tea for customers and accompanied them while they drank tea and chatted.
Then she had him step in and try it himself.
Wen Moxue had absolutely no problems when it came to brewing tea.
On top of that, he was a literature major with a broad range of reading and a wealth of accumulated knowledge. He could chat about elegant topics or vulgar ones and he could carry a conversation about practically anything.
Most impressively, he could even play the guzheng.
After only one afternoon, he was already capable of handling customers on his own.
After dinner, the shift supervisor brought him to the front hall and said, “The customers all come in through here. Take whichever one catches your eye.”
“…”
Wen Moxue suddenly felt as though he really was working in a brothel, standing around waiting to receive customers.
He didn’t have much to choose from.
He was just about to pick two men who looked like elite professionals working in one of the nearby office buildings when he heard the sweet voice of the receptionist at the entrance.
“Mr. Fu, you’re here. Welcome.”
Mr. Fu?
Could it be…?
Wen Moxue immediately raised his eyes toward the entrance.
A moment later, a handsome man dressed in a sharp suit walked through the ancient looking doors of the club, with someone who appeared to be his assistant following behind him.
It was Fu Cheng!
He really had come!
He must have seen the qipao photo he sent him.
On the surface, he acted serious and proper but deep down, he must have been unable to restrain himself any longer.
Fu Cheng looked even more handsome in his suit than he had that day at the university.
He was tall and imposing, looking as though he were a size larger than the people around him. His physique was exceptionally striking, while his handsome features were deep and sharply defined, giving him an unmistakable sense of distance that made him seem difficult to approach.
His presence was incredibly strong.
Yet, despite that overwhelming aura, he wasn’t intimidating or fierce.
Anyway, just from his appearance alone, Fu Cheng was extremely attractive to someone like Wen Moxue, a man who liked men.
Unfortunately, no matter how handsome his appearance was, it could never hide the filth and ugliness in his heart!
The moment Wen Moxue remembered all those things he had said to slander him, his fists clenched.
He pointed straight at Fu Cheng.
“I choose him.”
“He won’t do.” The shift supervisor gave an awkward laugh. “Mr. Fu doesn’t get close to women. We usually arrange for male tea artists to serve him. Pick someone else.”
“It’s fine. We know each other. I came here to work part time because he recommended this place to me.”
The shift supervisor was a little surprised.
Mr. Fu was famously cold and aloof. If he had recommended this girl to come here, then their relationship should probably be fairly good.
Even so, she still didn’t dare make the arrangement recklessly.
When Fu Cheng placed his order, she asked him about it first. Only after receiving his approval did she arrange for Wen Moxue to serve him. Before sending him in, she also reminded Wen Moxue of several things Fu Cheng particularly disliked.
Wen Moxue carried the tray and stood outside the private room, taking a deep breath.
Fu Dog, prepare to die. Your daddy has come to collect you!
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ChaptersChapter 1 · You think you can get away with this?Chapter 2 · That clueless straight guyChapter 3 · It’s just women’s clothing, right?Chapter 4 · That’s clearly a girl’s voice!Chapter 5 · Fu Dog, prepare to die!Chapter 6 · I possess a masculine charmChapter 7 · This skirt makes her look like a slutChapter 8 · Fu transferred 10,000 yuan to you.Chapter 9 · Black stockings photosChapter 10 · The older man asked for the photos himself!Chapter 11 · I bumped into an old man while dressed as a manChapter 12 · An older man took the initiative to ask him out!Chapter 13 · Forums where posts were postedChapter 14 · Eating with an older manChapter 15 · Pattting HeadChapter 16 · The older man’s heart flutterChapter 17 · Don’t keep posting these kinds of photos.Chapter 18 · Exclusive private photos of an older manChapter 19 · I was kissedChapter 20 · Unique seduction methodChapter 21 · My lips are swollen from being kissed.Chapter 22 · Watching legs in a videoChapter 23 · Absence makes the heart grow fonderChapter 24 · The Older Man’s FallChapter 25 Part 1 · We broke up! We broke up!Chapter 25 Part 2 · We broke up! We broke up!Chapter 26 · Is he your dad?Chapter 27 · This man has a face that looks very similarChapter 28 · I do mind, I only like womenChapter 29 · I’m dizzyChapter 30 · Fair legs that would drive any foot fetishist crazy.Chapter 31 · Put it on and let me seeChapter 32 · Crossdressing againChapter 33 · PunishChapter 34 · Punish Fu Jiahang’s scumbag fatherChapter 35 · Massage the waistChapter 36 · HeartbeatChapter 37 · Men are no longer able to function after the age of 25Chapter 38 Part 1 · BedmatesChapter 38 Part 2 · BedmatesChapter 39 · PossessivenessChapter 40 · Little Godmother