With that thought in mind, Wen Moxue walked inside.
The assistant who had come with Fu Cheng had disappeared somewhere, leaving only Fu Cheng alone in the private room.
He had already taken off his suit jacket. Underneath, he wore a finely made black shirt, while his white gold cuff links glimmered with a cold, sharp sheen, making him look both elegant and distinguished.
He sat in an intricately carved huanghuali wood chair, its design ancient and refined. His bearing was restrained and steady, his long fingers holding his phone as he lowered his eyes to look at the screen.
As though he were the center of the room, an invisible aura naturally radiated from him, one that seemed to say that no strangers were welcome.
Wen Moxue had been flirting with him online like there was no tomorrow.
But now that he was seeing the real person from such a close distance, he suddenly felt a little cowardly.
However…
Wen Moxue recalled all the insulting things Fu Cheng had said about him, as well as all the times he had been rejected by this man.
The fighting spirit inside him immediately reignited.
Cowardly?
That didn’t exist.
He put on a sweet smile and suppressed his embarrassment before calling out the form of address he had used countless times on WeChat, his voice filled with delighted surprise.
“Big Brother!”
“…”
Fu Cheng raised his eyes.
The moment his gaze landed on Wen Moxue’s face, it paused for a brief moment.
No one could escape the impact of that face.
Wen Moxue was a little nervous.
Although Fu Cheng had seen him that day when he brought Fu Jiaheng to the university, Wen Moxue had been the only one who saw Fu Cheng. Fu Cheng himself hadn’t seen him.
But Fu Jiaheng had sent his father pictures of Wen Moxue before.
Now Wen Moxue was wearing makeup and had even changed his gender presentation. He had no idea whether Fu Cheng would be able to notice anything familiar.
Fortunately, Fu Cheng’s gaze only lingered for a moment before moving away again.
His expression remained completely calm, with no apparent trace of suspicion.
Wen Moxue secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
He put down the tray and sat down in front of the tea table, looking delighted.
“Big Brother, you still weren’t comfortable with me working on my first day, so you came here specially to check on me, didn’t you?”
Fu Cheng still had that same mouth that could never say anything pleasant.
“Not specially. I made an appointment to discuss business. The other person will be here shortly.”
“But Big Brother chose to discuss business here, which means you’re taking care of my workplace. That makes me incredibly happy.”
Fu Cheng: “…”
“Since the person Big Brother is meeting hasn’t arrived yet, let me brew you a pot of tea first.”
Fu Cheng gave a quiet “Mm.”
Wen Moxue washed the tea set, not forgetting to continue flirting with the old man.
“Big Brother, you still don’t know my name, do you? My name is Wen Qianqian. Wen as in warmth and Qian as in the money we use every day. Your name is Fu Cheng, right?”
“Yes.”
“I thought people always used fake pictures when they went on blind dates. I didn’t expect Big Brother to be different. You’re a hundred times more handsome in person than you are in your pictures!”
“…”
“As for me…” Wen Moxue acted as though he couldn’t sense his coldness at all, his expression turning shy. “The picture in my profile is heavily edited. Are you a little disappointed now that you’ve seen what I actually look like?”
The picture he had sent that afternoon hadn’t shown his face.
The picture he was referring to here was the Ahri cosplay photo in his profile.
Naturally, it hadn’t actually been heavily edited.
His goal was simply to make the man compliment him and say that he was just as beautiful as he looked in the picture.
Unexpectedly, the old man actually responded this time.
“I’m not disappointed.”
Wen Moxue looked up in surprise, his beautiful peach blossom eyes seeming to sparkle with stars.
Then he heard Fu Cheng say blandly, “I’m not interested in you. I’ve never even opened your profile picture.”
???
Was that something a human being would say?
Fu Cheng continued, “Besides, I prefer someone more mature. You’re still young. There’s no need to waste your time on me.”
“…”
The excuse Wen Moxue had once used to reject Fu Jiaheng came flying back like a boomerang and stabbed him straight in the heart.
He cursed furiously inside his head.
What did he mean by preferring older people?
He obviously liked rich women he could bleed dry!
Someone as poor as him naturally wouldn’t be able to catch this man’s eye!
Fu Cheng saw the light in the girl’s eyes visibly dim.
He felt no particular guilt about it.
It was only because she had been introduced by Jiang Peilan that he was willing to give her some face.
If it had been one of the women who had pursued him in the past, someone who refused to understand his rejection and continued pestering him, he would have already added her to his blacklist.
He had come here today precisely because he wanted to reject her clearly and directly in person, so that she would finally give up and stop wasting her time on him.
However…
The girl in front of him lifted her face again, her eyes filled with affection.
“But I like Big Brother. I just like men who are older than me. Mature, steady and charming. Even the way you reject me is so handsome.”
Fu Cheng: “…………”
Forget it.
He should just block her.
At worst, he could let Mrs. Jiang cry for a few more days.
Wen Moxue elegantly finished brewing the tea and placed a cup in front of him, wisps of steam curling gently upward.
“Big Brother, have some tea.”
Fu Cheng realized that he couldn’t persuade her and couldn’t be bothered to waste any more time.
His voice was indifferent.
“I don’t need anyone here anymore. Go out.”
Wen Moxue: “？？？”
Fuck.
Could this man turn cold and ruthless any faster?
No.
If he went out now, all the progress he had made would definitely fall straight back to the starting point.
Wen Moxue gave a cold laugh.
Trying to shake him off?
It wouldn’t be that easy.
He deliberately put on a look as though he were about to burst into tears.
“Big Brother, are you really going to abandon me just like that?”
Fu Cheng had already made up his mind to cut her off completely and his response was utterly cold and merciless.
“Don’t make me repeat myself.”
“…”
Don’t get angry.
Don’t get angry.
Don’t get angry.
Wen Moxue repeated those words three times in his heart before he managed to suppress the urge to leap up and beat the old man to death.
Was this man some kind of rock spirit that had crawled out of a cesspit?
Why was his mouth so foul and his heart so hard?
One day, you’ll be the one begging for something you can’t have from me!
Once I manage to get you, I’ll make you go outside a hundred times! I’ll make you properly experience what it feels like to be ruthlessly discarded after getting what you wanted!
Fueled by that thought, Wen Moxue stood up and gave a miserable smile.
“All right, it’s fine. I’m already used to it. Mom, Big Brother, Dad… The love I want is something I’ll never get.”
Fu Cheng: “…”
Fu Cheng vaguely remembered that she was the child of a divorced family.
He guessed that when she was young, her mother had taken her brother while she had stayed with her father. Then, after her father remarried, she had probably experienced the whole situation of having a stepmother followed by a neglectful father, eventually being driven out of her own home.
Seeing her look like an abandoned puppy as she wiped at her eyes and walked toward the door, Fu Cheng closed his eyes briefly.
In the end, he compromised.
“Forget it. You can stay.”
“Really?”
The girl immediately broke into a smile through her tears.
“I knew Big Brother had me in his heart.”
Fu Cheng had had enough of her.
He rubbed his brow.
“Be quiet.”
Wen Moxue understood the importance of knowing when to stop.
He didn’t cause any more trouble and obediently replied, “Okay, Big Brother.”
Just then, the person Fu Cheng had been waiting for arrived as well.
Judging by his appearance, he seemed to be a business partner.
When they saw the stunning beauty tea artist, their eyes instinctively drifted toward Wen Moxue.
However, seeing the displeasure on Fu Cheng’s face, they didn’t dare look for too long.
Wen Moxue had scored a victory in his first battle.
He hadn’t been thrown out of Fu Cheng’s private room and when Fu Cheng left, there hadn’t been any obvious displeasure on his face.
The shift supervisor was extremely pleased.
What was most surprising, however, was that when Fu Cheng left, he gave Wen Moxue the highest tier of tip available.
Two thousand yuan.
The tea house didn’t have any mandatory tipping system or hidden expectation that customers had to pay tips.
Generally, if a customer had enjoyed chatting with someone and felt that they had received good emotional value from the interaction, they might give a tip.
Most of the time, it was only three to five hundred yuan.
After all, they were a legitimate tea house. Customers couldn’t touch or fondle the tea artists and the customers weren’t simply fools with more money than sense.
“Wow, this is the first time Mr. Fu has ever given a tip! You’re seriously impressive.” Chen Jiajia was shocked and then she couldn’t help sighing. “Beauty really is hard currency!”
Wen Moxue: “Is it really that rare?”
“Of course!” Chen Jiajia lowered her voice. “So many people have tried to get close to him and failed. You’re the first one. You’re going to make certain people furious.”
“…”
That bastard had quite a good market, huh?
Thinking about how easily he had managed to make his first bit of money, Wen Moxue was in an exceptionally good mood.
Although Fu Cheng had probably just taken pity on him after seeing him eating instant noodles and given him the money out of sympathy, it still meant he had accomplished his objective.
Hmph, hmph.
This was only the beginning.
Sooner or later, he was going to peel an entire layer of skin off that old man!
However, even though Fu Cheng hadn’t successfully rejected him that day, he didn’t return to the tea house for quite some time afterward.
His WeChat replies were also as indifferent and perfunctory as ever.
It seemed that he had changed tactics.
He was planning to deal with Wen Moxue through cold indifference and make him retreat on his own.
Instead, because Wen Moxue was simply too beautiful when dressed as a woman, his reputation at the tea house spread almost immediately.
Sure enough, several wealthy big brothers came specifically for him and angrily recharged five hundred thousand yuan just to qualify to request his service.
Toward these customers, Wen Moxue maintained a relatively indifferent attitude.
Unexpectedly, his aloofness only made him even more attractive, causing even more people to chase after him.
Wen Moxue himself didn’t care much about it.
But the substantial income he earned every day made him feel exceptionally pleased.
His original intention of bleeding Fu Cheng dry had never changed.
He needed to think of a way to attract that man’s attention.
One day, Wen Moxue finished his part time shift and changed back into his own clothes, preparing to leave when the shift supervisor called out to him.
“What’s wrong, Sister Li?” Wen Moxue asked.
“It’s just… well, you don’t usually like wearing qipaos, do you?” the shift supervisor asked.
Of course he liked them.
He just normally wore men’s clothes.
“Mm, I’m a student, so it’s not very convenient for me to wear them.”
“Oh, oh, I see. It’s just that you always wear the qipaos provided by our tea house and the customers are starting to lose that sense of freshness. If you can, would it be possible for you to prepare two sets of your own clothes?”
So that was what it was about.
Since Wen Moxue made a living in this line of work, he still took his professionalism quite seriously and immediately agreed.
After thanking the floor manager, Wen Moxue walked outside. Chen Jiajia was waiting there for him and the two of them headed out together. She casually asked, “What did the floor manager want you for?”
“She wants me to buy two qipaos. Do you have any styles you’d recommend?”
“I do, I do! My shopping cart is practically full of qipaos. I’ll pick out a few that would suit you tonight and send them to you on WeChat.”
“Okay, thank you.”
“Why are you thanking me? Come on, come on, let’s go slurp some noodles!”
They worked until nine thirty at night. In the evenings, they were often so busy dealing with the dinner rush that they barely managed to wolf down a couple of bites, so by this hour they were already starving.
Chen Jiajia said there was a particularly delicious beef noodle shop nearby and took him there.
When the two arrived, the shop was surprisingly busy despite the late hour. Judging by the number of customers, the food had to be exceptionally good.
Wen Moxue ordered the same bowl as Chen Jiajia. The moment he took his first bite, his eyes lit up.
It really was delicious.
After thinking about it for a moment, he took out his phone, snapped a photo and sent it to Fu Cheng.
A’Xiaoli: Big brother, this beef noodle is super delicious!
A’Xiaoli: You introduced me to such a great job and I haven’t even thanked you properly yet. How about I treat you to a bowl of beef noodles here?
A’Xiaoli: The kind with extra extra beef!
As expected, Fu Cheng didn’t reply.
After chatting aimlessly with Chen Jiajia while they finished their noodles, they boarded the last subway back to school. Seeing that Fu Cheng still hadn’t responded, Wen Moxue continued pestering him.
A’Xiaoli: Wuwuwu, big brother is ignoring me. Is it because you think what I’m offering to treat you to isn’t good enough?
A’Xiaoli: I know. Poor, poor me isn’t worthy of a rich, rich big brother.
A’Xiaoli: [Cat looking aggrieved]
A’Xiaoli: [Cat shedding tears]
A’Xiaoli: [Cat bawling its eyes out]
Fu Cheng had just finished taking a shower when he came out and saw the string of messages and emojis she had sent. He was speechless yet couldn’t help finding it amusing.
Fu: Just got out of the shower.
A’Xiaoli: Handsome man fresh out of the shower! (Drooling)
Fu: …
A’Xiaoli: I want to see big brother’s abs!
Fu Cheng tied the belt of his bathrobe, covering up his well defined abs and chest muscles and typed with a perfectly straight face: No abs. It’s all fat.
A’Xiaoli: I don’t believe you. I won’t believe it unless big brother lets me see for myself.
Fu Cheng: “…”
Fu Cheng silently changed the subject.
Fu: What exactly do you like about me?
They had never even met before yet this Wen Qianqian acted as though she had already fallen hopelessly in love with him and could never have anyone else. No matter how coldly he had treated her lately, her enthusiasm showed no sign of fading. If anything, the more setbacks she encountered, the more determined she seemed to become.
He really had no idea what kind of conviction was sustaining her feelings.
A’Xiaoli: I like you because you’re handsome, big brother!
Fu: A pretty face can’t feed you. What if I’m actually rotten to the core on the inside?
Heh. You son of a bitch. You even know your own heart is filthy and that you’re rotten to the core, huh?
A’Xiaoli: Big brother would never be like that. Big brother is the best!
A’Xiaoli: And even the way big brother looks when he doesn’t like me is incredibly handsome!
A’Xiaoli: Ever since I first started experiencing romantic feelings, everything in my love life has gone smoothly. Big brother is the first man who has ever made me hit a wall. That whole “I’m the man you can’t have” vibe you give off is just! So! Irresistible!
Fu Cheng: “…”
He might as well go to sleep.
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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