Yin Beilin’s words struck Lu Ren like a bolt of lightning—straight to the brain.
*Sizzle.*
*Male Lead, do you even know what you’re saying?* Lu Ren’s face was a mask of utter confusion.
*Wait, did I transmigrate into the wrong novel? How did the Mary Sue male lead of Dongfang Zhizhu suddenly decide to move in with a sissy cannon fodder like me?*
Lu Ren’s mouth worked silently, but he couldn’t squeeze out a single word.
His silence seemed to displease Yin Beilin.
“What’s wrong?”
Slender fingers tapped lightly on the steering wheel. Yin Beilin’s voice was chillingly calm. “Not happy?”
*…Is he really a man’s man when he’s threatening me this blatantly?*
“I’m… I’m happy, but Lin-Lin-Ge,” Lu Ren stammered, mustering his courage. “I just think I should still…”
*I should still go home by myself…*
Before he could finish, Yin Beilin’s expression darkened. His phoenix eyes narrowed slightly. “Hmm?” he hummed. “Still what?”
“Still… still my first time here!”
Forcing a dry laugh, Lu Ren added, “Heh, heh. This place is really big. And beautiful.”
*I’m screwed,* Lu Ren thought, his heart sinking. *You’re so damn cowardly. You’re absolutely screwed.*
Yin Beilin observed Lu Ren’s expression. “Is that so?” he said calmly. “I thought you wanted to go back to your own place.”
Lu Ren’s eyes lit up. “I do, a little…”
“But since my little toy likes it here so much,” Yin Beilin smiled faintly, “we can just cancel your lease when the movers come tomorrow.”
Lu Ren: “…”
*…Are you fucking with me?*
Seeing Lu Ren’s crestfallen expression, a hint of displeasure flickered in Yin Beilin’s eyes.
“Get out of the car first.”
Lu Ren shuddered.
*Get out of the car…*
*Will I even get out of the car… in one piece? Or at least with my ass intact?*
Lu Ren’s face flushed, then paled, then flushed again as he shook his head violently.
*No, I have to refuse the male lead… If I don’t speak up now, what’s going to happen when Yin Beilin takes me upstairs? He’ll just do the whole ‘one-stop service’ on me!*
*I have to muster my courage, do it in one go, and say no…!*
Just as he was thinking this, Yin Beilin began unbuckling his seatbelt.
Startled, Lu Ren grabbed his arm.
Yin Beilin paused. His long, dark lashes lowered as he glanced at Lu Ren’s hand gripping his arm.
“Brother, I’m sorry,” Lu Ren said, his voice filled with grim resignation. “But I’m really not…”
Yin Beilin stopped for a moment, staring at him, and raised an eyebrow. “Not what?”
Lu Ren shuddered. Before he could even speak—
His face was suddenly pinched.
Those pitch-black phoenix eyes locked onto him.
Lu Ren’s heart sank. He saw Yin Beilin narrow his eyes, his casual tone turning wicked and flippant.
“Crawled into my bed yesterday, and even planned to record a video.”
“This morning, you didn’t want to be treated like a rag, so you signed the agreement saying you were lured by my looks. This afternoon, you were going to trade the video for five million. And now, in the evening, you’re claiming you’re ‘not’ something.”
His crimson face gradually turned pale, and Lu Ren’s body gave a violent shudder.
“Tell me, is there such a strange and disobedient toy in this world?” Yin Beilin’s voice was lazy as he raised an eyebrow, staring at him. “Hmm?”
“…” Lu Ren wanted to cry but had no tears. “Brother, I—I was wrong… But, but…”
*But I’m really a straight man…!!*
The flesh on his cheeks was squeezed together as the man opposite him smirked.
“There is no ‘but,'” Yin Beilin said leisurely. “Regardless of what you were before, you’re about to be it now.”
Lu Ren: “…”
Lu Ren: “…………”
*What do you mean “soon”? What exactly is going to happen “soon”?!*
*Male Lead, is it really okay to just ignore the Cannon Fodder’s feelings like this?!*
While Lu Ren was still weeping without tears, Yin Beilin suddenly leaned in.
The magnified handsome face was pressed right before his eyes, and Lu Ren’s heart skipped a beat.
*The Male Lead isn’t going to—*
*No.*
Yin Beilin merely used this posture to help him unbuckle the seatbelt.
Lu Ren’s face flushed red. He thought Yin Beilin was going to kiss him… uh.
But the next second, his newly reddened face started to turn pale.
“After all, if you add up the five million, the contract termination fee, and the amount for the attempted extortion,” Yin Beilin said as he turned back, raising an eyebrow at Lu Ren.
“Little Toy, you owe me quite a bit, don’t you?”
Lu Ren’s pupils dilated, and his voice trembled. “…T-Termination?”
“A company that colludes with an artist to commit extortion,” Yin Beilin smiled faintly, but his tone clearly said “Death to all who defy me.” “Shouldn’t the contract be terminated?”
“…Y-Yes, it should!!”
Lu Ren gulped hard in terror and nodded vigorously while being pinched. “It absolutely should!”
“But when you calculate it this way, it seems you have to pay me fifty million.”
Yin Beilin let out a half-smiling “Hmm.” “Aren’t you paying it back now?”
*Fifty… fifty million?!*
In the blink of an eye, the amount had increased tenfold. Lu Ren’s vision blurred as he felt his world spin… *Motherfucking hell, Male Lead, are you a loan shark?!*
Meanwhile.
Huang Ying’s brows furrowed tightly, her jaw clenched. She reviewed the contract one last time before asking coldly, “Are you sure everything is here?”
Across from her, Lu Ren’s manager wiped away cold sweat.
Just this morning, he had boasted that Lu Ren would meet a miserable end. Who could have guessed Lu Ren had the audacity to directly hook up with Yin Beilin? No wonder he had turned on him and disowned him so completely!
The manager gritted his teeth, tempted to tell Huang Ying everything that had happened between him and Lu Ren the day before. But reason held him back.
After all, if he spoke the truth, he would be the one to suffer in the end.
…For now, at least Yin Beilin was generous, and the money had been paid in full.
Once that little brat Lu Ren got kicked out by Yin Beilin, it would be his turn to suffer.
With this thought, the manager’s smile grew even more obsequious. “Yes, yes, all the contracts with him are right here.”
“The compensation and the money Lu… the money he owes have already been transferred to you in full,” Huang Ying snorted, her voice cold. “Once this matter is settled, it’s settled.”
“Don’t try your old tricks on us. I’ve recorded the entire process of terminating the contract with your company—” Huang Ying’s eyes narrowed, her tone turning sharp. “You’d better think this through carefully.”
Lu Ren’s manager nodded and bowed repeatedly in submission.
Huang Ying’s impatience grew as she watched his fawning, lapdog-like behavior.
Accompanied by her lawyer and bodyguards, Huang Ying frowned as she performed a final check of the documents. Only after confirming that Lu Ren was legally cleared of all threats did she finally depart.
*Dealing with such people in a place like this in the middle of the night…* Huang Ying felt as if her professional standards had been dragged through the mud. *It’s all Yin Beilin’s fault for making her come and resolve this immediately.*
As she walked out in her high heels, her expression gradually turned complicated.
Though relationships between men or women were no longer a major issue these days, she was simply worried about Lu Ren’s character.
But Lu Ren seemed… strange.
At first, she had assumed Lu Ren was the one trying to climb the social ladder by clinging to Yin Beilin. But after seeing everything unfold, regardless of what kind of person Lu Ren actually was, Yin Beilin’s treatment of him was simply too…
Huang Ying’s lips twitched as she struggled to force the phrase “currying favor” from her mind.
*Helping him pay back the debt, helping him break the contract with that trashy company…*
Money wasn’t the issue. This amount of money was nothing.
The real issue was Yin Beilin’s attitude.
Huang Ying truly couldn’t understand. How had Lu Ren managed to bewitch Yin Beilin so completely in such a short time? He’d even gone so far as to insist Lu Ren be cast in *Fantasy Couple* with him.
She had never seen Yin Beilin so devoted to anyone… But what did Lu Ren have? If it was looks, Luo Jiuge was far more beautiful. Lu Ren wasn’t even as pretty as her—
Then, an image of Lu Ren in that women’s outfit flashed through her mind.
The crimson gown, the waterfall of ink-black hair, the fair and lustrous shoulders, the flawless expanse of his back, and that fox-like yet deceptively innocent face…
Huang Ying fell silent.
After a long moment, she swallowed hard.
*…Maybe Yin Beilin is just captivated by his beauty?*