1 Prologue

<< " I-I.... "

The flushed and shy boy underneath the covers bit his flesh colored lips. Due to excessive biting, it eventually turned red. It will not be impossible to think that, his lips will soon ooze beads of blood, triggering a

certain someone's attention. Just thinking about this stuff, made a certain man hard.

" You have no room to escape, Cheng Er~."

The certain man smiled. You can almost imagine the scene of flowers blooming in the background, and with gentleness, he seized the person's wrist. >>

A shriek echoed in a certain room. The nearby birds resting in a long pole of electric wire hurriedly flew towards an unknown direction.

"Oh my! The pic!!! Where's the f*cking pic?!!!!"

The fluttering pages of a book echoed inside the room. A certain nineteen year old lady was panicking like her house was on fire. She hurriedly flip the book upward and downward but the thing she desired the most was....

" It's missing!!! No!!!!"

This scene of a person, whining with frustrations and sadness can be heard and witnessed in many households, offices, schools and cafeterias while in a highrise building located in the bustling business district of B City, in the topmost floor, two figures can be seen conversing.

" Mr. Fang? I think you should retire, ah...~ "

The middle age man who was standing opposite the man, with his gray suit and white slacks was fidgeting. Buckets of cold sweat trickled at the man's forehead. His eyes were covered with fear and panic and with firm decision, he hurriedly kneeled at the white marble tiles and decided to kowtow.

" S-Sir, please!!! I'm begging you. D-Don't fire me! Losing this job is akin of losing my family! S-Sir... "

The swivel chair faced Mr. Fang. The person that can decide his lifeblood was now facing him. The pressure emitted by the person  reached the innermost part of his soul. His hands can't help but tremble. He bowed his head even deeper, not daring to meet that person's face again.

" Mr. Fang, Once...Twice... Thrice... Hmmm? I wonder how many times you messed up in you work, ah.~ "

The cold baritone voice penetrated Fang Yu's ears. He even kowtowed harder to show his sincerity to the said person.

" Mr. Fang, I heard that you had a son, ah.~ Can you let him play with me?"

Fang Yu gradually stopped kowtowing. Hearing the phrase "play with me", the fist behind his back, clenched.  He suddenly felt his teeth itched and his clenched hand trembled even harder.

" Sir, I understand. I'll hurriedly pack my things and leave."

Fang Yu unclenched his almost white fist behind his back. He hurriedly stand and bowed towards the man and without turning back, he left the scene with sadness, worry and frustration.

Sadness, because he lost his job. Worry, because his son had once again caught a certain someone's eye. Frustration, because if he was only a competent man that his former wife always dreamed of, his family will not be broken, his wife will not fled with another man, his son will not be treated as a plaything and with his wife's backing, his son will live with his head held high, being showered with praises and smiles.

" Ruo Yan, is the face that you gave to our son... a blessing or a curse? "

Fang Yu sighed. His shoulders were slumped and the shabby old apartment that his current salary can accomodate encompassed his dark lifeless eyes.

He unknowingly arrived at the door and with a gentle twist to the knob, it opened. Once inside,  a voice full of worry entered his ears.

"Dad? I already saw the issue this morning and..."

The slender and pale youth probingly inquired  Fang Yu while pouring a cup of steaming hot tea. He carefully offered the filled cup with his jade and elegant fingers towards his father. This earned him a grateful gaze from the man.

" Son, It's seems that in following days... This father of yours will make our lives suffer. "

Fang Yu unhurriedly sat across his son. He grabbed the cup of tea from his son's hand and just stared at it.

" D-Dad! Don't say that. I believed that the president will be lenient to you...again."

The youth stand from his seat and sat beside his father and continued.

"  Dad, you worked at that company since your son came to this world. For nineteen years, you served them with outmost sincerity and loyalty and this is how they'll treat you? Maybe, it's time for me to find work and provide for you, Dad."

Fang Yu shaked his head. He placed the cup down at the table, patted his son shoulder and with sadness refuted, " No, you can't work. You, homestudying is much of a priority. The company is only doing the right thing. I neglected my job so this is what happened."

He slightly paused, and with gentle gaze that's looking at his son's enough- to- kill -the mankind- face, he continued.

" Don't worry. I'll have an another job soon.. When that time comes, Dad will treat you with Phoenix Prawns!"

" Is...that so?" The youth's upright shoulders slumped. It will take time before his Dad will find a job, ah... Maybe..

With firm determination, he suddenly thought of an idea. An idea that disturbed him for weeks. It's time for it to show it's worth.

" Dad,  I-I'll sold my story rights. While you are finding work, I'll be a writer here at home!"

"No!!! You can't!"

The youth was shocked. He can't believed that his father will reject his idea without contemplating about it.

" T-This... Xiu Er, Let me explain. I-I don't want you to provide for me. It's Dad's responsibility, ah.."

Fang Yu was not lying. He's the head of the house. He can't let his darling son worked for themselves. He can do anything just for his son. Well, that's half of the truth.

Fang Yu can't let his son be known. He was aware that his son's work can stir waves. No, it's tsunamis. Once, it was published, the fans curiosity about the real identity behind their idol's pen name will sparked the will to see his face. He can't let it happen! The voracious wolves that will covet his son will...

Just thinking about the future and the possibility of it being real made him shudder.

" Dad, I... I understand."

Fang Yu saw his son acquiscence. This secretly made him happy because his son still trusted him.

" En."

Fang Yu streched his arm and tenderly hugged him as a light sigh escaped from his lips.

Before he can let his darling son left under his wing, he'll do anything.

He'll do anything for his Xiu Er's safety and happiness.