President Fu Is Great at Pretending, and the Frail Young Master Has No Way to Deal With Him

Some vague fragments flashed through Yu Mo’s mind as he sat there, piecing together the events of the previous night. He remembered thinking at the time that the man wasn’t skilled enough. Then the man had chuckled a few times—whether in amusement or mockery, Yu Mo couldn’t tell. All he knew was that the man kept going on with him afterward. However, it turned out to be another variation of the same thing. He had done things like this before, but somehow it was even harder than before.

Now, in the light of day, Yu Mo felt nothing but shame. He realized that, when drunk, he was the kind of person who would cling to others, let loose, and shamelessly indulge. He imagined that if he had ten or even eight little lovers, none of them would be able to endure his shameless talking. Where had he found the audacity to speak so confidently yesterday?

“Maybe it’s the braveness of being drunk,” Yu Mo muttered to himself, feeling his face heat up. He resolved never to overindulge in alcohol at bars again. After all, as the saying went, “Who can walk by the river without getting their shoes wet?” There was always the risk of stepping into messy, unexpected entanglements.

Gu Wenning, observing Yu Mo carefully, had a rough idea of what had transpired. Noticing that Yu Mo was in good spirits after waking up and showed no concerning physical symptoms, Gu Wenning let out a sigh of relief. Still, he couldn’t resist giving Yu Mo a lecture.

“You really need to be more careful when drinking,” Gu Wenning began, his tone carrying a mix of concern and reproach. “Know your limits. Don’t drink so much that you lose control of the situation.”

In the past, Yu Mo would have waved off such advice, laughing and declaring that he handled his alcohol just fine. But this time, for the first time, he listened quietly, nodding in agreement from time to time.

Gu Wenning hesitated for a moment before asking, “You didn’t just sneak away this morning, did you? Are you sure it won’t be a problem?”

From Yu Mo’s earlier recounting, Gu Wenning had learned that Yu Mo had woken up in a hotel room, only to discover he had slept with a stranger after drinking too much. Terrified and overwhelmed, Yu Mo had fled without saying a word, leaving the other party still asleep.

Yu Mo shrugged nonchalantly. “What problem? It’s just a one-night stand. We’re all adults—we understand how these things work. Besides, I left a few hundred yuan to cover the room fee. He’s not losing out. If anyone’s at a loss, it’s me. I may look experienced, but I’m actually still a child.”

He seemed genuinely satisfied with his actions, even proud of how “thoughtful” he had been. In his eyes, he had been a considerate partner. Even though the man had been clumsy, rough, and domineering—ignoring Yu Mo’s input—Yu Mo had still done his part. The five hundred yuan might have been a bit low, but it was all the cash he had on hand. He reasoned that whoever had enjoyed the experience more should pay the bigger share.

Gu Wenning frowned slightly, feeling that something was off, though he couldn’t quite pinpoint what. Seeing that Yu Mo didn’t seem concerned, Gu Wenning decided to let the matter rest—for now.

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Meanwhile, back at the hotel…

The morning sunlight filtered in through the gaps in the nylon curtains. The man laying on the big bed moved his eyebrows slightly, as if he was about to wake up. He reached out to touch the side but only felt a piece of cold air. Surprised, he immediately opened his eyes.

Looking around, he realized he was the only one in the room, apart from the mess, and there was no sign of another person at all.

There was five hundred yuan on the bedside table. The man picked up the money and looked at it. The corners of his mouth lifted slightly in a playful smile.

‘Is this dismissing him like an escort?’

It was only five hundred yuan. Tsk, bought him for one night. Really cheap.

As for the five-hundred-yuan room fee, the man never thought about it because the five-star hotel was his own property, and he didn’t need to pay separately for his stay. On the contrary, it was an honour for the hotel. Besides, staying in the most luxurious suite for a night could cost not just a few hundred yuan, but a thousand. This money was still far too low.

Thinking back to last night, the hot and fierce entanglement of lust, the inseparable and lingering love, the man felt a sense of unfinished business, a little greedy, even wanting to relive it.

But the young man had run away quietly while he was sleeping, leaving money to send him away. Obviously, the other party wanted to draw the line, eager to rid himself of the relationship. The man shook his head, thinking that if the other party wanted to draw a clear line between them, why should he rush to get entangled?

The man made a decision and planned to let the matter go. But the moment he lowered his head, he caught a glimpse of something.

He picked it up and looked at it, raising his eyebrows.

‘There’s a ready-made opportunity—should I seize it?’

Speaking of which, the boy was really very beautiful and lovely, with a temper just to his liking. When teasing him, he had been passionate, and when quiet, he had been extremely well-behaved and lovable. It seemed a pity to not catch him.

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Yu Mo, of course, didn’t know someone was thinking about him. He suddenly sneezed three times for no reason, which made him feel like someone was talking bad about him behind his back.

“Back off, back off, don’t get involved with any monsters or ghosts,” he muttered.

It happened that the takeaway Gu Wenning had ordered for him arrived, and he was asked to come out to eat.

He had worked hard for a long-time last night, labouring tirelessly, not resting until two or three in the morning. Yu Mo held his still aching waist and cursed, “Inhuman animal,” in a low voice before putting on a smile and preparing to fill his empty, hungry stomach.

Gu Wenning still had classes in the afternoon, so he left at about one o’clock. Yu Mo was now able to take care of himself. He waved goodbye to his friend and let Gu Wenning go about his own business.

On the way, Gu Wenning received a video call from Fu Yanhe.

During the process, a subordinate entered the office to report to Fu Yanhe. Fu Yanhe didn’t hang up the video. Instead, he placed his mobile phone in a relatively hidden corner and continued the call.

Gu Wenning saw another side of Fu Yanhe through the screen. Fu Yanhe wasn’t laughing and joking in front of him as he was at work. He was cheerful, lively, and chatty, but when it came to his work, he was serious, careful, and focused. He was merciless when training people, with a sharp tongue. When raising issues, he got straight to the point, and his words were very sharp.

About ten minutes later, with the sound of a door closing, Fu Yanhe couldn’t wait to pick up his phone and continue talking to Gu Wenning. The cold expression on his face disappeared and was replaced by a shallow smile.

“Honey, why are they so stupid? They can’t even find obvious mistakes. Fortunately, I’m here, otherwise, there would’ve been big trouble,” Fu Yanhe complained in a low voice.

Gu Wenning’s lips curved slightly, and he said softly, “Mr. Fu is very powerful.”

The compliment came so suddenly and unexpectedly that Fu Yanhe couldn’t help but be stunned.