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Limited Possession

To pay off his father’s debts, the cold and aloof actor, Tu Yan, was sold to the second young master of the wealthy and powerful Gu family. This alpha, who has a physical disability, may seem gentle and warm, but Tu Yan is persistent in stepping all over him like dirt under his shoes. Filled with resentment for how his life has become, Tu Yan wanted this second young master to sign a divorce agreement everyday. On the other hand, although it was a contractual marriage, Gu Chenbai felt that it was love at first sight.

Laozhidoesntkneel · LGBT+
分數不夠
44 Chs

Chapter 1 (extra)

Chapter 1

Xie Zhiyao almost died in this strange room. He wiped his tears, pasted on the anti-heat plaster and went to the bathroom to wash his face with cold water. Then he turned on the ventilator to wait until the smell on his body disappeared before he dared to go out the door.

That bodyguard ge was still standing outside, his face gloomy like he was sulking. Xie Zhiyao was stunned when he saw this, and thought that this bodyguard ge's contours were a little more noble and exquisite than that of the average person's, unlike an ordinary bodyguard's. But he was confused and disoriented by the pheromones from his oncoming heat, so he couldn't think clearly for a moment.

This person's expressionless appearance was very handsome, more handsome than many alphas in the entertainment industry. From his sword-like eyebrows to his strong jaw, he grew perfectly on Xie Zhiyao's aesthetic points. Xie Zhiyao secretly noted down this person's appearance with his eyes.

With a little less awkwardness, Xie Zhiyao reached out and poked Gu Chaocheng's arm, "Thank you, bodyguard ge."

Thinking back, Gu Chaocheng turned his head and saw the omega being so close to him, so he hurriedly stepped back, afraid of becoming stained with the cloying smell of the omega's pheromones.

Xie Zhiyao thought that this person was still doubting his identity, so he explained to him sincerely, "Bodyguard ge, I'm really not a thief, I'm Xie Zhiyao, an artist signed by Mr Qi He's studio. I was brought here today to perform, and I especially like teacher Tu Yan. I wanted to ask him for a signature before the wedding starts, but you caught me before I could find him…"

Gu Chaocheng missed the point, "You like Tu Yan?"

"Yeah, he's my male god."

Gu Chaocheng had fallen to defeat by Tu Yan just five minutes ago. Hearing this now, he instantly flew into a rage, frowning as he said, "What bad eyesight."

Xie Zhiyao had subconsciously wanted to defend his idol at first, but he felt that there was no point arguing with such a strange bodyguard ge, so he shrugged his shoulders and shut his mouth without answering.

At this moment, his phone rang in his trouser pocket. As soon as he was connected, he heard his manager shouting from the receiver, "Xie Zhiyao, where the hell did you go?!"

Xie Zhiyao was startled, he hung up the phone and hurried back. When he stepped out, he remembered something, and turned back to wave to Gu Chaocheng, "I'm going to perform! Bye, bodyguard ge."

Gu Chaocheng looked down at his six-figure worth high-end suit and didn't understand why someone was blind enough to recognize him as a bodyguard.

He glanced at a square notebook by the door with the corner of his eye. It looked like a notepad. Gu Chaocheng picked it up and saw a cute kitten and puppy on the cover of the little book, with three characters 'Xie Zhi Yao' written on the lower right corner.

The characters had no pen tip, round and blunt, just like the owner.

There was a faint fragrance on the book. Gu Chaocheng held it close and made out the scent of honey-peach.

He knitted his brows again. Omegas were really disgusting.

Before the wedding officially began, Gu Chaocheng sat back at his seat. Mother Gu walked up to him and pointed south-east, asking him in a low voice, "Chaocheng, what do you think of Ms Qin over there?"

Gu Chaocheng didn't even look, "Nothing."

Mother Gu slapped his shoulder angrily, "Chenbai even has a child now, why don't you even have a partner?"

"What's the necessary connection between the two?"

Mother Gu was so angry that her heart ached, "Forget it, I won't bother with you anymore, you can live with your bad temper your whole life."

Gu Chaocheng was silent. He didn't understand why his mother always insisted on arranging blind dates for him, or why his family was particularly worried about him dying alone. He was obviously living a good life, busy with work, and his life was substantial.

For the first 27 years of his life, Gu Chaocheng spent it around his little brother Gu Chenbai. But now that Gu Chenbai had a wife and child, there was no time to talk about everything under the sun with him like before. Gu Chaocheng had adapted to it for a while, and very quickly smoothly shifted his life to center around his work. He took over Hua Sheng's work fairly smoothly, every small and big thing occupying all his time.

He felt that this was pretty good, but everyone started to say he was a workaholic with a criticising tone.

It seemed like whatever he did was wrong.

Mother Gu headed off to other tables to greet the guests. A few minutes later, the lights dimmed, and the opening performance began.

Gu Chaocheng wasn't interested in this kind of dance that young people liked. After looking around with a lack of interest, his gaze inadvertently fell on the stage, and then stopped abruptly.

That little omega really was one of the boy group members. He stood in the back row of the group, his actions meticulous, and the smile on his face was very bright. He looked down the stage between his dance steps, but froze when he caught sight of Gu Chaocheng, his rhythm became half a beat slower before quickly catching up.

When the music ended, the few boys stood in a row and bowed, then turned and headed backstage.

Gu Chaocheng was about to withdraw his line of sight, but he saw that omega called Xie Zhiyao secretly waving to him in the crowd with a smile on his face, as happy as meeting a good friend again.

He didn't know what was there to be happy about.

Gu Chaocheng turned around, ignored the palpitation in his heart, and stretched out his hand to adjust the tablecloth.