Fu Ruien hoisted Qiu Qiu onto his shoulder and headed straight for the bedroom.
Qiu Qiu flailed his legs in panic. He had been carried like this by Fu Ruien before. Back then, he thought his godfather was going to teach him wrestling and enthusiastically spent the whole afternoon grappling with Fu Ruien on the massive bed spanning several square meters. It only ended when Fu Ruien was called away by his secretary.
But this time was different. Qiu Qiu finally understood—his godfather intended to exercise his rights as a sugar daddy and sleep with him!!
But he had never planned on being slept with by his godfather! Their age gap was so huge; when his godfather was twenty, he was just a fertilized egg!
No, no, that was way too kinky.
And most importantly, there was no emotional foundation between them.
Qiu Qiu was, after all, a young man standing at 178 cm tall. Fu Ruien couldn't fully restrain him at first and even got kicked several times. Fu Ruien had arrived looking immaculate, but before long, his hair was disheveled and his clothes wrinkled, making him look like he'd been robbed.
Despite being nearly twice Qiu Qiu's age, Fu Ruien regularly worked out and had even studied martial arts in-depth. Initially, he held back, not wanting to hurt Qiu Qiu, but after being kicked a few times, his frustration boiled over.
So the silly boy wanted to do this the hard way, did he?
Using combat techniques, Fu Ruien flung Qiu Qiu hard onto the sofa, then twisted his arm, forcing him to lie face down in pain. Pressing his knee into the small of Qiu Qiu's back with most of his weight, Fu Ruien numbed half of Qiu Qiu's body. Trapped like a flipped-over little turtle, Qiu Qiu couldn't move an inch.
Bullied into misery, Qiu Qiu felt both scared and fearful. Seeing no hope of escape, his eyes gradually reddened: "...Godfather, are you absolutely, positively, non-negotiably going to sleep with me today?"
Fu Ruien said, "Yes."
Qiu Qiu asked again, "...Do gay men use... the back door... for sex?"
Seeing him catch on, Fu Ruien eased the pressure a little. "Yes. Seems you know quite a bit."
Qiu Qiu said, "...But I've been a bit constipated lately. I'm afraid I'd... inconvenience you..."
"..."
Fu Ruien immediately let Qiu Qiu go.
In all his life, he had never met such a... such a... such a whatever kept boy!
Qiu Qiu remained lying on the sofa, not getting up. He covered his head with a cushion, peeking out cautiously with just his eyes from underneath it. "Godfather... you're not going to sleep with me anymore?"
Fu Ruien said coldly, "I find it dirty."
The implication was too obvious. Anyone with a sense of pride would be deeply hurt hearing that.
But Qiu Qiu didn't even think in that direction. Rubbing his sore arm, he sat up on the sofa and nodded earnestly, agreeing, "Exactly! I also think using the back door for... that... is too dirty. So let's just continue being a respectful father and son from now on. I promise to study hard, exercise diligently, live a long life in the future, so I can take care of you in your old age and give you a proper send-off!"
"..." What send-off? His godfather was about to die young from anger right now.
"Oh, right, I told my dad about you. I said I recognized a godfather at school, who's handsome, classy, and super rich. My dad really wants to become sworn brothers with you."
Fu Ruien's head throbbed with pain. He couldn't understand why young people these days were so difficult, their thoughts always leaping ahead. Who introduces their sugar daddy to their biological father???
Fu Ruien wanted to scold him some more, but just then, his secretary called. An extremely, extremely, extremely, extremely important document needed Fu Ruien's approval right now, related to the company acquisition they had been working on for months. The sooner Fu Ruien replied, the better.
Fu Ruien was a workaholic. Leaving Qiu Qiu aside, he focused on handling work.
Qiu Qiu, raised with good manners, was exceptionally perceptive, with "considerate" practically stamped on his forehead. Seeing Fu Ruien working so hard, he went to the kitchen like a dutiful little wife and brought back a bowl of rock sugar and snow fungus soup. The soup had been simmering all afternoon, the gelatin from the snow fungus fully extracted. The broth was thick yet clear, the snow fungus soft yet slightly crisp, dotted with bright orange-red goji berries. It looked incredibly appetizing.
Fu Ruien glanced at the bowl of soup, then at his godson, whose eyes were still red from being bullied earlier. He reached out to take it, casually pinching Qiu Qiu's fair cheek in the process.
It felt fleshy and rather nice.
Qiu Qiu obediently sat on the sofa hugging a cushion, the very picture of the meme: Qiu-style Well-behaved.jpg
Fu Ruien took a sip and frowned. "Too sweet."
"Ah... really? I thought it was okay."
"Mmm, sweeter than you."
Qiu Qiu let out an "ah," his face blushing belatedly.
...Was his godfather flirting with him?
Fu Ruien really didn't like sweets. After two sips, he set the bowl aside and went back to work. But for some reason, his laptop couldn't connect to the internet.
Qiu Qiu smacked his own forehead. "Sorry, sorry! The Wi-Fi was broken before, so I bought a new router and changed the password."
"What's the password?"
"Your birthday."
Hearing this, Fu Ruien raised an eyebrow and looked at him. Was this brat even aware of his role as a kept boy? Talking about being a loving family one moment, then casually flirting with his old sugar daddy the next. It was downright lethal.
Fu Ruien lowered his head and typed the Wi-Fi password on the keyboard. Strangely, whether he entered his 4-digit, 6-digit, or 8-digit birthday, it all showed "password error."
Fu Ruien: "...Do you actually know my birthday?" He couldn't have remembered the wrong date, could he?
"Of course I remember! It's the credit card PIN. How could I forget?"
"..." Fu Ruien, annoyed, tossed the laptop to him. "Then you type it in."
Qiu Qiu took the keyboard and tapped away. The Wi-Fi connected in a second.
Beside him, Fu Ruien was fuming, because he saw the Wi-Fi password was: nishengri.
— "Your birthday"?
— Damn it!
— I'll show you "damn it" right now!
Fu Ruien really wanted to throw the laptop aside and teach him a lesson then and there. But before his hand could even touch Qiu Qiu, Qiu Qiu's phone rang.
Qiu Qiu looked at the name displayed on the screen, his face scrunching up as sour as if he'd eaten a whole lemon, bitter with a tinge of astringency. Needless to say, the caller was definitely his troublesome ex-girlfriend, Little Li, a seasoned drama queen.
As the saying goes, nothing in heaven or on earth is greater than her lost love.
...
The reason Qiu Qiu and Little Li got together in the first place was entirely due to Little Li's initiative.
Little Li was an extremely persistent girl. Whenever she didn't have class, she would lie in wait at the entrance of Qiu Qiu's dorm building. She studied screenwriting and had excellent writing skills. She even specifically started a thread on the campus forum titled "One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight Things About Qiu Qiu and Me." The problem was, none of the eight things were true; they were all first-person Mary Sue fanfictions, with plots spanning from ancient times to the future, and settings ranging from matriarchal societies to Sentinels and Guides.
There are no bad stories in this world, only bad writing. Little Li wrote quickly and well, with stable updates, and even when people called her a Mary Sue, she pretended not to see it. At first, everyone was just looking for some idle entertainment, but as they kept reading, they started to think... this girl is quite devoted.
Her unrequited love for him became a huge spectacle, reaching the point where even the deans of both colleges knew about it. Classmates advised him, teachers advised him too, saying Little Li had a good family background, good looks, good grades—she was good in every way. They were a match made in heaven, and most importantly, she was utterly devoted to him. Why not give it a try?
Qiu Qiu thought so too at the time. After all, he was already twenty, still single, and with a girl pursuing him so passionately, he might as well try dating.
...But after trying for so long, Qiu Qiu still hadn't developed any feelings for Little Li. He began to doubt whether he should have been more resolute back then. If their story had never begun, that would have been for the best.
Qiu Qiu mentioned Little Li to Fu Ruien once.
Back when they had just established their scholarship sponsorship relationship, Fu Ruien still wore a refined and gentle demeanor. On their first night sharing a bed, afraid of being too forward and scaring Qiu Qiu, he didn't make any moves. They lay peacefully in bed together, just chatting under the covers.
Fu Ruien's life, though only forty years, had been full of dramatic ups and downs. As a child, he scavenged for food in garbage dumps. Later, he was acknowledged by his biological father and brought back to the Fu family, but as an illegitimate son, he received no decent treatment—facing hostility, bullying, and false accusations... Right after high school, he took a sum of money and left that "home" to make his own way. He traveled to many countries, experienced many different lives, failed in business ventures numerous times, until he finally built his own commercial empire.
The Fu family had collapsed a decade ago, yet he remained standing tall. His... well, his big dick might be bent, but his spine had never bowed.
Just picking a few random experiences from his own life was enough to make Qiu Qiu exclaim "Wow!" repeatedly in awe.
Compared to him, Qiu Qiu felt he was too ordinary. He had never wanted for food or clothing since childhood, his life had been smooth sailing. The biggest scene he'd ever witnessed was the Spring Festival travel rush crowds, and the greatest danger he'd ever encountered was a brawl among Chinese soccer fans. Beyond that, there wasn't a single "major event" in his life worth mentioning.
...Did having two courtyard houses in the process of being demolished count as a major event? Probably not.
Seeing his distress, Fu Ruien said, "You don't have to talk about major life events. You can tell me about things that made you happy or troubled. I'm interested in every experience of your life."
Look at this smooth talk, practically straight out of "Gentle Sugar Daddy Falls for Me."
Qiu Qiu, who had been desperate for someone to analyze his problem with, immediately sat up in bed upon hearing this. The room was warm, and the silly boy liked to sleep nearly naked, wearing only his underwear. Sitting up like this exposed his shoulders, arms, chest, stomach... pale and bare right under Fu Ruien's gaze, almost making the old wolf lose his composure.
Finally finding an outlet, Qiu Qiu said with distress, "Godfather, here's the thing: my girlfriend Little Li always says I don't spend enough time with her, but I have to study too. I can't just drop everything whenever she calls..."
He had barely begun describing his troubles when Fu Ruien cut him off.
Fu Ruien propped himself up on one arm in bed, narrowing his eyes dangerously at this audacious young man.
"...You have a girlfriend?"
"Yes. But..."
"Break up."
"Huh? But..."
"I said break up."
"...Oh..." As he said this, Qiu Qiu's eyes turned red. Two pools of tears welled up pitifully in his eye sockets, swirling around but stubbornly refusing to fall.
Although his sweet boy was crying pitifully before him, Fu Ruien's heart didn't soften one bit. He thought this brat had some nerve, taking his sugar daddy money while having a girlfriend on the side. Was he asking for his ass to be wrecked?
He truly misunderstood Qiu Qiu. Qiu Qiu cried purely out of being moved. In fact, he had wanted to break up for a long time, but everyone around him urged him to reconsider, to persevere, believing a good man shouldn't be the one to dump a devoted girlfriend.
But... but he was so tired. He felt love shouldn't be forced. Every time he looked at Little Li, his mind was utterly pure, even holding hands felt like holding his mother's hand.
Fu Ruien's "encouragement" became the source of Qiu Qiu's courage. When no one else understood him, only Fu Ruien was his strong backbone.
...
After his "heart-to-heart talk" with Fu Ruien, he finally mustered the courage to ask Little Li out to break up.
As a result, without saying a word, Little Li jumped into the lake.
Little Li thrashed in the water while shouting, "Don't anyone try to save me! Just let me die!"
Qiu Qiu was frantic with worry on the shore. He couldn't swim, but for his girlfriend's sake, he heroically jumped into the lake to save the beauty, only to twist his ankle the moment he landed.
Turns out the lake water didn't even reach his butt.
