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I Told You to Be a Simp, Not a Mad Dog

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Chapter 4

I Told You to Be a Simp, Not a Mad Dog

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Patches of disco light kept sweeping across the man’s face. His tall nose was dotted with glistening sweat, and he reeked of alcohol.

Qin Jin’s hand tentatively tugged at the man’s tie.

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He even heard, “Get lost.”

Telling him to get lost?

He had ordered so many escorts, and was only short of having “debauched” written on his face.

Qin Jin, who had swallowed his anger all the way until now, exploded in that instant.

“You’ve already hired escorts, and you’re still so stubborn! Don’t believe me? I’ll pry your mouth open right here!!”

No sooner had he spoken than the private room door let out a loud bang and opened. Qin Jin’s back went cold, cold sweat poured out, and he used all his might to pull the man over.

The moment their teeth clashed, the pain made his whole head spin.

Soon it became a one-sided demand.

The heckling grew louder and louder.

Out of the corner of his eye, Qin Jin kept watching the private room door.

Those burly men, including the leader Liu Daqiang, all had big frames and developed muscles.

If he fought head-on, he would only end up pounded into a meat patty.

Integrity is precious, but life is worth more.

But then those people did not come in to search for anyone; they even retreated farther and farther. He did not know what the person in the private room had said to Liu Daqiang, but Liu Daqiang actually quailed. Where was the murderous aura he had when facing him?

Damn? So that’s what he was into?

Luckily he had smashed Liu Daqiang with a bottle!

Once the door closed.

Qin Jin threw off the person on top of him, swallowed several mouthfuls of mineral water to rinse his mouth, and kept looking at the private room door.

Afraid those people would come back.

He waited half a minute. The private room door did not move; presumably those people had left for good.

Before Qin Jin could relax now that the danger had passed, the back of his neck was suddenly yanked over.

Soon the back of his head was grabbed.

It was a hot kiss mixed with wine and tea fragrance.

Xiao An and several dormmates nearby took in the whole scene.

“Your cousin has quite unique tastes. So many pretty ones, skinny ones, muscular ones, fat ones… he doesn’t want any of them, but picks the ugly one. Admirable, admirable.”

Xiao An was amused by these words and scolded with a laugh, “Watch your mouth.”

Seeing his cousin ravenous.

He knew it.

Heartbroken over love? Nonsense. He just hadn’t drunk enough. Once the lights go out, aren’t they all the same?

This cousin of his was impressive. He studied at a famous university abroad, majored in finance, and was very likely the future heir of the Xiao family’s Zhongguan Group.

But still.

Now this cousin had gotten a boyfriend abroad. He heard they were madly in love. For his boyfriend, he defied the family patriarch in power, and then was forcibly separated and dragged back home.

Now not only was his allowance deducted, but he was also sent away from Ningyang, a first-tier city, to Nanguang City, a third-tier city.

He figured that no matter what, this cousin was still a wealthy distant relative. If he curried a little favor, there would be meat to eat later.

Seeing the customer choose the most inconspicuous Qin Jin, the other male escorts were somewhat envious.

Who among them present was not more seductive and better-looking than Qin Jin?

Look at him… his face was covered in pimples, not a single muscle on his stomach, so thin his ribs showed, and his moves were like a block of wood. He wouldn’t even take initiative. What was he even good for?

Such a handsome man was really wasted. This was a beauty rarely seen in the shop; they would even offer themselves to him for free.

What a pity… the prize had run right into the toad’s mouth.

Perhaps his eating manners were too ugly.

Even Xiao An beside him could not stand it.

“Cousin… cousin? Xiao Muyu!”

His cousin had no intention of paying him any attention.

The several dormmates nearby were delighted, slapping the table and chattering away nonsense:

“Who’s ever this impatient? He’s really hungry.”

“Rich third-generation kids from Ningyang City are just like this… lecherous. It’s a bit too low-class to even look at.”

“As expected, those with world-shaking good looks either have something wrong with their eyes or their brains.”

Seeing that his cousin’s lifelong reputation was about to be ruined tonight, Xiao An hurriedly interrupted: “What nonsense are you saying? In a few days my cousin is transferring to our school. With him here, who would dare bully us?”

His family were distant relatives of the Ningyang Xiao family and independently ran a small company.

Since they were distant relatives, they couldn’t get much meat from the Xiao family far away in Ningyang… not nearly enough to matter.

Even so, his father still made him curry favor with the wealthy young masters from big companies at school.

It was already good enough if those wealthy young masters didn’t bully them, and he was supposed to curry favor?

If your circles are different, no matter how you mix, you won’t make a name for yourself.

To put it bluntly, their school was just a transitional period for some foreign friends and rich people.

After graduating from university, they would continue to go abroad to gild themselves. Only then would coming home count for something. If their studies were okay, they could even get a master’s outside. With money, what couldn’t be done?

But this transitional period was like a tribulation; the school had all kinds of people.

But now he had his cousin… the Xiao family of Ningyang!

Even if they were only distant relatives, they still shared the same surname, Xiao.

If those people later made him run errands, treat them, take classes for them, or do their homework, wouldn’t that be slapping his cousin’s face? And slapping his cousin’s face was slapping the Xiao family’s face!

“Quick, give this glass of wine to that male escort. One look and you can tell he’s an inexperienced greenhorn.”

He doesn’t even know how to come up for air while kissing; what could you expect him to do?

Something had been soaked in the wine. They fed it to Qin Jin gulp after gulp.

Qin Jin was short of oxygen and drank anything. After the wine he drank water, so frightened his face went pale.

Damn it, he had run into a total pervert.

His stomach churned violently, and his mind was even more blurred.

Especially the heat slowly rising from his heart… it was too strange.

He desperately wanted to take out his phone and call that customer service, to ask exactly what he needed to do.

He had been reborn into a new world, escaping those villagers who looked down on him and mocked him, escaping those fake, two-faced brothers, and even escaping his gambler father in prison and his mother who only wanted his money! With no burdens at all, he was going to live again in this new world!!

The Yulong tea fragrance at his nose grew heavier and heavier. Ice traveled over his abdomen, and ice traveled over his neck as well.

The last thing he heard was, “Get out, all of you, go to another private room…”

Soon Qin Jin could only become plankton on the sea.

…

The sun had just risen.

Upon waking, he first lit a cigarette to calm down.

Qin Jin’s hand trembled as he pulled out a lighter and lit the cigarette.

He quietly finished the cigarette and put on yesterday’s ruined clothes.

His forehead radiated an abnormal heat, and the novel’s plot he knew by heart slowly surfaced in his mind.

That was a novel he had specifically read to please the Goddess.

Now the novel’s plot was happening to him.

Qin Jin stood there blankly, as if his soul had left his body.

The original text wrote it like this:

『Xiao Muyu was supposed to get off the plane at 6 a.m., but instead came home at 3 a.m.

The airport hummed endlessly. The man pulled a suitcase, his face carrying an unshakable weariness.

When Ri Tinglong heard he was coming home, he said he would pick him up at 6. He had changed the time at the last minute and did not tell the other man.

That year, he discovered his orientation, and also discovered that Ri Tinglong had an unclear, ambiguous stance toward him. They were just like good brothers who had grown up together, so close they might as well have shared everything, sleeping in one bed, able to use each other’s bowls and spoons at meals, and even prepared to go abroad and enter the same university. Their parents had even agreed that their weddings would be held at the same time.

The matchmaking by both sets of parents was meant to strengthen business and friendship ties, but they did not know it would cause him to awaken to his own orientation.

At dawn, Xiao Muyu left the airport, and his younger male cousin held a welcome dinner for him.

Because he had gotten a boyfriend, his family sent him away to a third-tier city. Now he had nothing.

The not-so-developed infrastructure around him, the pitch-black sky… everything, simply everything, was extremely infuriating.

At the nightclub, he downed bottle after bottle.

He cut off his youthful, reckless affections, threw himself into long years of studies, and prepared for his future career. And then, just days ago, because he had thrown himself into a new romance in a foreign land, those relatives who loved him most all turned the sharpest knives on him overnight.

…He should make clear his stance to those relatives who loved him most. His orientation was innate, normal… not because someone led him astray, and even less a family misfortune. Everything was his own choice.

He had already handed over the right to choose his studies and career. Why would they not even cede to him the choice of romance? He did not even dare hope for marriage.

Heavily made-up faces came and went; his younger cousin had found him many people.

These were not what he wanted.』

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