Demon Consort Runs into the Beijing Crown Prince - Chapter 35

Chu Muyun boarded the plane, landed, and immediately hailed a taxi from the capital airport, heading straight for Lu Group Headquarters.

Lu Hanzhang had arranged to meet him there.

“I’m here!”

Two hours later, Chu Muyun burst into the CEO’s office, his radiant face beaming. The weariness of his journey vanished at the thought of finally seeing the Great King’s abs.

“You’ve arrived,” Lu Hanzhang said, looking up from behind his mahogany desk. His eyes held a hidden tenderness, but his first words were, “If we were to sign a kept man agreement, valid until death, how much money would you want?”

Huh? Chu Muyun was taken aback.

Lu Hanzhang was bringing up his proposal from days ago. Didn’t he say he wasn’t the type to keep someone? Why the sudden about-face?

“No money needed! I’m willing to sign!” Chu Muyun grinned, approaching the desk. “Can we sign now? Where’s the pen? Where’s the agreement?”

“Let’s discuss the terms first,” Lu Hanzhang said, pushing a printed document across the desk. “I’ve already drafted an agreement. Take a look.”

The document included a kept man agreement and a stock transfer agreement for StarJoy Media.

“If you sign this,” Lu Hanzhang explained, “StarJoy will become your company.”

Lu Hanzhang didn’t believe in love. His parents’ example was proof enough: even marriage couldn’t prevent them from pursuing their own affairs, eventually turning against each other. How could he trust in something as nebulous as love? Yet his expectations for a partner were impossibly high, leaving him no choice but to rely on written agreements.

“Oh, okay,” Chu Muyun replied, oblivious to the monetary value of StarJoy’s shares. If the Great King wanted to give them to him, he would simply accept. After all, he was quite accustomed to receiving gifts from the Great King.

Huashi, StarJoy’s predecessor, had been a major entertainment company responsible for several blockbuster dramas (though the playboy Zhou Wei had little to do with their success). Even after restructuring, its market value remained substantial. Once the agreement was signed, Chu Muyun could live comfortably off the annual dividends for the rest of his life.

“StarJoy’s management is dominated by the old guard,” Lu Hanzhang cautioned. “If you want to influence company decisions, consult me first. Without specialized knowledge, you’ll easily fall into traps.”

“I just want to focus on acting,” Chu Muyun said with a smile. “I have no intention of meddling in management.” He knew his limits—he wouldn’t let an outsider interfere with professional matters!

“Hmm. There’s one more thing I need to tell you beforehand,” Lu Hanzhang said, his voice calm but his trembling fingers betraying his inner tension.

He paused before adding, “I’m not normal.”

Chu Muyun’s eyes widened, “Ah, so you’re a superhero?”

Why didn’t you tell your Beloved Consort about this sooner?

Lu Hanzhang, “…I have a mental illness. It’s hereditary.”

“Uh… hereditary, huh? Having children might be a bit complicated, but it doesn’t mean you can’t have them at all,” Chu Muyun thought.

I already knew about your mental illness from my past life. So it’s still present in this life? Unexpected, but I can accept it easily.

“I don’t want to lose control and hurt you. When my illness flares up, I become violent. I might… harm you.”

“You won’t. I trust you,” Chu Muyun said firmly.

When the Great King’s illness flares up, he ends up hurting himself in bed. But even when it hurts, Chu Muyun still loves him.

“Then let’s move on to the final point,” Lu Hanzhang said. “This agreement is lifelong. Once signed, there’s no turning back. I can give you everything you want, but the price for betraying me will be severe. Don’t delude yourself into thinking you can still survive in the entertainment industry. As for StarJoy, which I gave you, it would be simple for me to destroy it and saddle you with massive debts.”

“I know, I’m willing!” Chu Muyun declared, dismissing the Great King’s concerns. He grabbed a pen from the pen holder, swiftly signed his name with a flourish, and tossed the pen aside.

“I’ve signed. You’ve already made me your kept man. Let’s get down to business.”

The Little Demon Consort immediately hopped over the desk and settled onto his Great King’s lap, his voice dripping with coquettishness as he began tugging at the Great King’s clothes.

“Boss~ No, Sugar Daddy~ Come on~ Let’s make a 300ml deal~”

He seemed desperate.

Lu Hanzhang, “…”

It was as if he wasn’t just after resources and money, but also after his body.

“Don’t call me Sugar Daddy,” Lu Hanzhang corrected.

“Then what should I call you? Master?” Chu Muyun blinked his bewitching eyes, shimmering with a misty allure. “Master, your little pet is so itchy~ Only Master’s big whip can stop this itch~”

“…Just stick with ‘Boss’.”

“Okay! Boss, your personal assistant will satisfy all your physical needs~” Chu Muyun wrapped his arms around Lu Hanzhang’s neck, his slender legs swinging freely as he sat on his lap.

Was that Xiao Huang fic a waste of time? If Lu Hanzhang wanted to be a doctor, I could become a nurse. If he wanted to be a pilot, I could become a flight attendant. If he wanted to play the domineering CEO, I could even catch a fever while crying “No!”

He heard Lu Hanzhang’s breathing quicken.

Suddenly feeling lighter, Lu Hanzhang scooped him up and carried him to the lounge area behind the office. Chu Muyun, realizing his intentions, quickly protested, “I want to do it in the office!”

“Someone might walk in.”

“Wouldn’t that make it even more exciting?”

Lu Hanzhang’s hand, resting on the lounge chair’s armrest, froze momentarily, “I’ll go get a condom.”

Chu Muyun’s eyes widened, “You keep those here? When did you stock them? Who were you planning to use them with? You scumbag, hmph!”

“With you,” Lu Hanzhang replied. “I bought them when we drafted the kept man agreement.”

“Oh, right.” Chu Muyun nuzzled against him happily. “No condom needed. I’m clean. I haven’t been with anyone else.”

Those fancy condoms—strawberry-flavored, minty, textured, spiral-ribbed, cat-tongue-studded, barbed—could be fun to try later. But today was his first time with the Great King, and he didn’t want to use one.

Li Weide stood outside the CEO’s office and knocked.

After a moment, he heard a calm, deep voice say, “Come in.”

Li Weide entered. The boss, Lu Hanzhang, sat behind his large executive desk, his face as cold and austere as ever. But perhaps it was an illusion, his cheeks seemed slightly flushed.

Li Weide had come for his routine report.

Lu Hanzhang listened and gave his instructions.

“For Hengyue, have Feng Yu handle the coordination. Report any issues promptly.” Lu Hanzhang paused for two seconds, his breathing suddenly heavy. He pressed a hand to his forehead, then continued in his usual tone, “Hah… report them promptly. Move tomorrow’s R&D meeting to 2 PM.”

“Also, tell Tan Lin his department’s quarterly report…” He paused again, his voice turning hoarse. “…needs to be rewritten. If he doesn’t understand why, he should… he should submit his resignation to HR immediately.”

“Understood, Boss.” Li Weide asked with concern, “Are you feeling unwell?”

“Yeah, the air conditioning… hah… I think I’m catching a cold.”

“Please take care of yourself.”

“I will.” Lu Hanzhang gave a few more instructions, then concluded, “I’ve already taken the afternoon off. Don’t bring any more work to me today.”

“Understood, Boss.” Li Weide left, quietly closing the office door behind him. He couldn’t help but wonder if the boss was truly just catching a cold.

The moment the door closed, Lu Hanzhang lowered his head, glaring fiercely at the figure hiding beneath the desk. Chu Muyun had refused to retreat to the lounge area, insisting on squeezing himself under the desk instead. As if that weren’t enough, he had deliberately played around when the assistant entered the room.

Chu Muyun’s upper body was impeccably dressed in a suit and tie, while his lower half was a mess. Kneeling beneath the desk, he tilted his head back to gaze up at Lu Hanzhang with innocent eyes, his slender fingers still fidgeting. When Lu Hanzhang glared at him, Chu Muyun defiantly licked his finger again, his pink tongue glistening with moisture like a rebellious kitten.

Lu Hanzhang’s breathing instantly faltered.

He yanked Chu Muyun up from the floor and settled him on his lap like a large plush doll.

Chu Muyun continued to chatter, seemingly oblivious to the impending danger, “Boss, you were so serious just now! You have real acting talent… Mmph.”

Lu Hanzhang crushed his lips against Chu Muyun’s, greedily sucking at his mouth. A searing heat flooded through Chu Muyun’s body.

The moment their lips met, Chu Muyun’s body went limp with pleasure. He loved this—finally kissing his Great King again.

“Ah… ah… ah!” Chu Muyun gasped for breath, feeling Lu Hanzhang’s hands already stripping away his clothes. He grabbed the man’s wrist.

“What’s wrong? Just signed the agreement, and now you want to back out?” Lu Hanzhang’s voice was cold, though his breathing remained ragged.

“No take-backs! You promised to show me your abs. Take off your shirt first!” Chu Muyun’s eyes sparkled with anticipation.

If he let the Great King continue undressing him, he’d be devoured while still dressed impeccably. Lu Hanzhang wouldn’t even need to remove his shirt or suit jacket—just straighten his pants and calmly head to a business meeting. Absolutely not.

“…Alright.” Lu Hanzhang released him, his fingers moving to the buttons of his suit jacket. He undid them with a single hand.

He removed his tie, then his shirt, with elegant restraint, unhurried and composed, despite having recently been working out intensely to show off his abs.

Chu Muyun finally saw the abs he’d been craving for so long.

He raised his hand, but instead of touching Lu Hanzhang’s stomach, he placed it on his chest. The skin there was smooth, unmarked by the hideous circular arrow wound that had never fully healed.

So good.

Chu Muyun thought, Lu Hanzhang exercises and takes care of his health now. He won’t abandon me like he did in our past life. I’ll keep an eye on him, too. If I notice anything wrong, I’ll make him see a doctor right away.

Beneath his palm, Lu Hanzhang’s chest rose and fell more rapidly, his temperature rising sharply.

His breathing grew heavier in Chu Muyun’s ear.

From Lu Hanzhang’s perspective, Chu Muyun, his little canary, had been drooling over his abs, only to end up fondling his chest for an eternity.

What a two-faced little thing.

Under Lu Hanzhang’s subtly amused gaze, Chu Muyun’s hand slid down his chest again, lingering this time on his abs.

They feel so good—firm yet supple, with such a sexy shape. Chu Muyun was thoroughly enjoying himself.

Lu Hanzhang must be losing out on this kept man agreement. With his looks and physique, he could easily become a male model and have wealthy women throwing money at him.

Heh, he’s losing out, but I’m winning.

Still, Chu Muyun was confident in his own charms. He was an exceptional canary, after all. Who else could be this beautiful, this alluring, and this devoted to their Sugar Daddy?

“Done looking?” Lu Hanzhang asked.

“Y-yes, I’m done…”

The next moment, Chu Muyun’s shirt was ripped open without mercy and tossed to the floor, followed by his pants.

He lay flat on the wide solid wood desk as Lu Hanzhang’s body loomed over him…

Two entwined shadows flickered violently on the white wall, even though there was no wind.

In the minimalist, sexually subdued office of the CEO, the sound of intimate moans echoed.

Later, those moans turned into tearful pleas for mercy.

Chu Muyun had overestimated himself, thinking he was a seasoned seducer. But this body was experiencing its first time, unable to withstand such overwhelming stimulation.

Lu Hanzhang carried him through the waves of pleasure, completely in control.

After a long while, he cradled Chu Muyun like a large doll and carried him to the bathroom in the lounge area to wash him.

Barefoot on the cold tiles, Chu Muyun’s legs buckled beneath him. Lu Hanzhang steadied him by the waist, washed him, then pressed him against the bathroom wall…

“Ugh… no…” Chu Muyun’s consciousness swam. His pale lips, swollen to a vivid crimson from kissing, could only manage broken, breathless whimpers.

“Don’t want it?” Lu Hanzhang murmured in his ear, his voice husky and magnetic.

“…Yes… haah…”

Chu Muyun was on the verge of madness. Even if he couldn’t fully satisfy him, Lu Hanzhang would relentlessly devour him. After ten long years, he had finally tasted the Great King again, and he wanted more. He needed more.

And he got exactly what he wanted.

Chu Muyun had no idea when he’d passed out.

When he woke up, it was already the afternoon of the next day. He was lying on the large bed in the rest area’s bedroom, tucked under the covers, feeling refreshed and wearing loose pajamas.

He got up and walked into the outer office.

Lu Hanzhang was working. Seeing him, he said, “Awake? Do you feel unwell?”

“I feel fine,” Chu Muyun replied with a grin, pulling up a chair beside him. “I feel like I could go a few more rounds.”

He did feel a little sore, and his walk was a bit awkward, but it was nothing serious!

The Little Demon Consort looked like a peach blossom, his fair skin flushed with a rosy glow, as if freshly nourished by rain and dew.

“…The meeting starts at two,” Lu Hanzhang said. “If you’re hungry, have the assistant order you lunch.”

“Mhm.”

Chu Muyun glanced at the time in the lower right corner of Lu Hanzhang’s computer. It was already past lunchtime. It seemed the Great King wouldn’t be joining him for a meal.

“By the way, Boss,” Chu Muyun added, “I want to live with you. What do you think? That way, you can always find me whenever you need me.”

Lu Hanzhang glanced at Chu Muyun but didn’t say anything. Chu Muyun immediately began acting both fierce and pitiful.

“Can’t I? Are you planning to keep another ‘sparrow’ at home?!” Even when trying to be intimidating, he resembled a kitten whose scratches wouldn’t hurt, his protests sounding like soft meows.

“Alright,” Lu Hanzhang said. “After you finish eating, pack your things. You can move into my main residence tomorrow.”

“Yay!” Chu Muyun cheered, delighted.

Their lunch order hadn’t arrived yet, so while they waited, Chu Muyun sat quietly beside Lu Hanzhang, watching his Sugar Daddy work intently. A natural smile played on his lips.

The Great King is so captivating when he’s focused~

In his past life, Chu Muyun had been inept at political affairs. Now, he was equally unskilled in the business world. Yet, just as before, he found contentment in simply being by the Great King’s side.

In the past, his father had scorned him as a useless wastrel, good only for dressing up and currying favor. But now, with his own career, he was no longer worthless. He could excel at acting, becoming a major star recognized by countless people.

Lu Hanzhang rarely lost focus at work, as it would diminish his efficiency.

Yet he couldn’t help but notice Chu Muyun’s gaze.

His little golden canary was truly adorable, and far less frivolous than his words suggested.

If he could forget the kept man agreement between them, and Chu Muyun moved in permanently, could Lu Hanzhang finally have the life of a man with a wife and child? He recalled the large, plump rabbit Chu Muyun had always raised as his son.

He would become a man with both a wife and a child.

As Lu Hanzhang reviewed the work report sent by his subordinate, he mused that no contract could bind the human heart. He couldn’t control Chu Muyun’s true feelings, but as long as Chu Muyun continued to uphold the agreement outwardly, Lu Hanzhang was willing to give him anything—even his affection.

After finishing his meal, Chu Muyun immediately began packing his belongings.

This was his second move in a short period, but once he settled into the Great King’s household, he vowed never to leave again!

Humming a tune, he packed his things while the Crown Prince circled around his feet. Suddenly, his song faltered as a crucial realization struck him.

He immediately grabbed his phone and opened the Forum.

Half a minute later, Chu Muyun sadly put down his phone.

Just last night, when he had become the star of his own Xiao Huang scene, the “Stewed Meat Lady” had posted her update right on time.

But now, it had been censored and removed, leaving only a comment section filled with “So fragrant!” and “Waaah, I’m too late!”