Chapter 405 – The Aloof Male God’s Exclusive CP – The Honey Trap (12)
After cleaning up the scene, Qiu’er finally let out a sigh of relief. Now that all the evidence was gone, even if his master brought it up in the future, there would be no proof.
Thinking of this, Qiu’er felt a faint sense of grievance. Back then, he had a small malfunction and couldn’t remember his past memories, so he deliberately kept the male lead at a distance to protect Tang Tang. Who would have thought that the male lead was actually his own master?
Fortunately, everything was fine now. Next, he needed to choose a few more low-level worlds so his master and Tang Tang could be sweet and lovey-dovey together. Whether or not they earned points wasn’t important at all (huge misunderstanding)—what mattered was happiness.
Qiu’er held his pen and scribbled back and forth in his schedule book. Points could wait. They could wait for now.
Xiao A had no objections to Qiu’er’s arrangements and let him do as he pleased. As long as Qiu’er was happy, that was fine. After all, as long as it was this male lead, good luck would follow him in every world.
Qi Yuanxu brought Bai Tang back to the villa. He didn’t understand much about creating a cozy living atmosphere—this home needed another owner to arrange and fill it.
Bai Tang, on the other hand, was very happy. Wherever A-Xu was, that was home, and only there could he truly relax.
This defamation case was handed over to Lawyer Li, which was like using a butcher’s knife to kill a chicken. Lin Zigao and Ye Yinghuo’s fans hadn’t even made it to court before they were already crying their eyes out, desperately trying to apologize to Bai Tang and begging him not to sue them.
Unfortunately for them, Bai Tang had already withdrawn from the Ling Tian Voice Acting Club and hadn’t been online for a long time. Even the club president couldn’t find him.
Lin Zigao went to the president and asked him to help as much as possible. After all, the whole incident had started because of him. If he didn’t take responsibility for his fans, how would they view him in the future? No matter what, he had to show his stance and let everyone see that he was a responsible CV.
Lin Zigao thought that Bai Tang would only sue the fans and that he himself would be safe. What he didn’t know was that the real storm was still waiting for him.
The president was also in a difficult position. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to help Lin Zigao—he simply couldn’t find Pine Cone either.
After the cyberbullying incident against Pine Cone, Coffee Without Sugar had quit the Ling Tian Voice Acting Club. A group like that wasn’t worth staying in.
Although Bai Tang wasn’t online, Coffee Without Sugar was active every day. Swallowing his pride, the president went to look for her.
[President]: Coffee, are you there?
The icon flashed. Coffee was very familiar with this avatar, but she didn’t open the message right away. Instead, she slowly opened her wardrobe, took out her pajamas, and went to the bathroom to shower.
She didn’t want to deal with all that messy nonsense anymore. Not here. Do not disturb.
The president kept sending messages to Coffee Without Sugar, but they all sank like stones into the sea—no reply at all.
He then tried messaging Frosted Full Moon. Luckily, Frosted Full Moon replied fairly quickly.
[Shuang Manyue]: What is it?
[President]: It’s good that you’re here, Shuangshuang. You know about Pine Cone suing Ye Yinghuo’s fans, right?
[Shuang Manyue]: I know. They brought it on themselves.
[President]: The fans were a bit extreme, but they just didn’t want their idol to suffer an unjust accusation. They know they were wrong now. You’re close with Pine Cone—could you ask him to withdraw the case?
Shuang Manyue did not reply.
[President]: Shuangshuang, are you still there?
[President]: Shuangshuang? Did you disconnect?
[President]: Shuangshuang…
[Shuang Manyue]: I’m here. I was just shopping online for sunflower seeds and soda. With such a great show unfolding, how could there be no spectators eating melon seeds? Don’t you agree, President…?
Of course, Wei Rushuang knew exactly what the president was planning. They had bullied someone to the point of nearly wanting to beat him up in a sack, and now that they were scared, they thought an apology would be enough. How could things be that easy?
[President]: Shuangshuang, how about you try persuading Pine Cone…?
[Shuang Manyue]: I can’t persuade him. I’m just an outsider—how could I interfere in Pine Cone’s affairs? President, don’t you think so?
Wei Rushuang threw Lin Zigao’s own words back at them—his claim that she was an outsider. The president had been present when Lin Zigao said that and hadn’t said a word in response.
The president really felt stifled. Lin Zigao belonged to the Ling Tian Voice Acting Club, and Pine Cone had also come from Ling Tian. If things escalated, both sides would suffer, and Ling Tian’s reputation would take a hit as well. Back then, he couldn’t simply stay out of it.
[Shuang Manyue]: President, even if I’m an outsider, so are you. This is between the parties involved—let them handle it themselves. You should stop meddling. Or do you want me to mail you some sunflower seeds and soda?
Wei Rushuang had done her part. When she first joined the club, the president had treated her kindly, and this reminder was her way of repaying him. Qi Yuanxu was not someone to mess with. Why should uninvolved people step in and invite trouble for themselves?
Worried that Bai Tang might be deceived, Wei Rushuang investigated Qi Yuanxu and was surprised to discover that he was actually the crown prince of the Qi Group. He was a major figure—one her father wouldn’t dare to oppose. Bai Tang had no parents and limited connections, so how could he possibly afford to hire Lawyer Li? Even without considering the lawyer’s reputation, the exorbitant fees alone were beyond Bai Tang’s means. Without Qi Yuanxu pulling the strings behind the scenes, she absolutely did not believe this could have happened.
Wei Rushuang wanted to protect Bai Tang, but it was impossible—Qi Yuanxu was simply too powerful. She could only hope that Qi Yuanxu’s feelings for Bai Tang were genuine.
Young masters from wealthy families were often fickle, and there were plenty of people in those circles who loved to play around. Wei Rushuang truly despised such things, which was why she hid her identity and chose to live as an ordinary person.
After hitting a soft wall with Wei Rushuang, the president returned to the Ling Tian Club, holding back his frustration. Lin Zigao had long noticed that someone had appeared in the observation area, but he couldn’t show how anxious he was. After finishing the recording, Lin Zigao asked “calmly,” “President, what did Pine Cone say?”
[President]: I didn’t see him. Stay out of this matter and just make sure to rein in your fans. As far as I know, all of the defendants are adults. Adults have their own judgment and should bear responsibility for what they do.
[Gao Yuan]: Thank you for your trouble, President.
The fans were still waiting for Lin Zigao to stand up for them and make his position clear. Some of the defendants even came to Lin Zigao asking for help. With screenshots of the president’s messages in hand, Lin Zigao felt he had already done his best. If anyone was to blame, it was Pine Cone for being too heartless—he clearly couldn’t handle the pressure himself and ended up taking it out on others.
In Lin Zigao’s view, even negative fame was still fame. With Pine Cone being attacked like this, he wasn’t far from becoming popular anyway. Yet Pine Cone actually turned around and bit back—truly impressive.
What Lin Zigao never considered was whether someone actually wanted that kind of “negative” attention.
With Qi Yuanxu backing Bai Tang in everything, wasn’t Bai Tang bound to become overconfident?
There were no classes on the weekend, so Bai Tang stayed at the villa and made slow-simmered nourishing soups for Qi Yuanxu every day, saying it was to help him regain his strength. In the end, Qi Yuanxu was so over-supplemented that he even got a nosebleed.
“Tang Tang, stop working so hard.”
After dinner, Bai Tang was still busy in the kitchen, saying he needed to prepare ingredients for the next day—the mung beans had to be soaked overnight.
Qi Yuanxu wrapped his arms around Bai Tang from behind. The solid warmth in his embrace filled him with deep satisfaction.
“I’ll be done soon. You go out and wait for me first~” Bai Tang swatted away Qi Yuanxu’s wandering hands. The kitchen might be spacious, but with Qi Yuanxu pressed so close to him, everything felt inconvenient.
Qi Yuanxu was mercilessly chased out by Bai Tang. Standing at the kitchen door, he watched the busy figure inside while recalling the advice his secretary had given him.
“Boss, once you take him down, the chance of him running away will drop dramatically.” The secretary pushed up his glasses, which reflected a cold white light under the fluorescent lamp, making him look particularly inscrutable.
As a complete novice at romance, Qi Yuanxu was only half-convinced. He revised the secretary’s plan again and again before finally settling on a few points.
First tactic: tenderness. That had just ended in failure—Tang Tang didn’t seem very receptive to it.
Qi Yuanxu didn’t lose heart. He stood at the kitchen door for a while longer, reminded Tang Tang not to stay up too late and to go upstairs and rest early, then headed upstairs himself.
You had to strike while the iron was hot. A short separation was like a honeymoon. While Tang Tang was still completely obedient and indulgent toward him, he had to take him in one decisive move.
Listening to the sound of running water coming from the bathroom, Qiu’er secretly flashed himself a “V” sign. He really was clever. As the system that knew Tang Tang best, he understood that to take Tang Tang down, you had to attack his weakest point.
Tang Tang’s “resistance” was the poorest. If tenderness didn’t work, then they would win him over with masculine charm.
Qiu’er got a little too carried away. After controlling the secretary and feeding Qi Yuanxu those ideas, he actually forgot to release the control when he left, leaving the secretary dazed and blank for an entire day. In the end, Xiao A had to clean up the mess.
When Xiao A returned, he saw Qiu’er lost in his own thoughts, grinning uncontrollably.
“What are you looking at that makes you so happy?” Xiao A walked over to Qiu’er. On the screen was the scene inside the villa.
Bai Tang put all the ingredients into the refrigerator, washed his hands, and went upstairs. As soon as he pushed the door open, Qi Yuanxu—perfectly in sync with him—happened to step out of the bathroom.
Large droplets of water slid down the man’s well-built chest and disappeared into his bathrobe. His damp hair softened the sharp lines of his face, making him look gentler than usual as he gazed at Bai Tang with a faint smile.
Bai Tang’s eyes drifted downward uncontrollably—only to see Qi Yuanxu tug open the sash, the bathrobe slowly slipping off.
The little squirrel’s cheeks flushed bright red in an instant. “H-how can you do this~” He covered his eyes, yet his fingers were spread wide apart, letting him take in every bit of his partner’s beauty.
Qi Yuanxu was amused by Tang Tang’s self-deceiving gesture. He moved closer until their bodies touched. Bai Tang felt as though every place where his skin met A-Xu’s was being set on fire—so hot he could hardly bear it.
“Still sneaking peeks, Tang Tang~” The low, teasing voice mercilessly exposed the young man’s lie.
Bai Tang didn’t know what to do. His mind was a complete mess, and in the end he muttered softly, “Y-you’re being shameless…”
“But Tang Tang didn’t knock before coming in either.”
“T-then why didn’t you lock the door…”
“I’m showering in my own home. Why would I lock the bedroom door, hm?”
When it came to words, Bai Tang was never a match for Qi Yuanxu. Add the visual temptation to the mix, and before long, Bai Tang was completely captivated by Qi Yuanxu’s allure.
Qi Yuanxu kissed Bai Tang. With a turn of his body, there was a click as the door closed and locked.
Clinging to the last shred of his rationality, Bai Tang said, “Y-you… why did you… lock the door…”
“Didn’t Tang Tang just tell me to lock it? So I did…”
“Tang Tang… may I?”
“Mm…”
Bai Tang didn’t answer directly, but the soft sounds slipping from between his lips were already the clearest response.
The night was long. Endless beauty was hidden behind thick curtains, and in the well-soundproofed room, faint, broken pleas—tinged with tears—could occasionally be heard…
Author’s Note:
Oh no—he even used a honey trap. Tang Tang really couldn’t hold out~