Spoiled Rotten by the CEO After a Contract Marriage - Chapter 4

Chapter 4: Underwear Worn Inside Out

You Wenchen continued to ask: “Then how much in medical expenses do you want?”

His expression was calm and his tone was placid, yet it inexplicably made the two people opposite him nervous.

After pushing each other for a while, one of them bravely spoke: “At least fifty thousand yuan!”

Yang Yuxiang scoffed. Fifty thousand for those minor injuries? They were quite greedy.

You Wenchen raised an eyebrow slightly: “I can give you five hundred thousand.”

The two men’s eyes narrowed with delight. Five hundred thousand! That was enough for them to squander for half a year without working.

“The condition is that you let Yang Yuxiang continue to hit you, until he’s happy.”

“…” They must be hearing things.

Even Yang Yuxiang didn’t expect him to say that. He thought You Wenchen would, at most, just side with him a little, but he didn’t expect him to be so brazen.

It made him feel a little awkward.

“Boss, are you joking?” one of the men asked with a forced laugh.

You Wenchen stared directly at him: “Do you think I am?”

“This… the fact that he hit people is undeniable. Are you planning to favor him? If you do this, won’t the company become his domain? Other streamers will definitely leave if they find out!” He still deluded himself into thinking he could threaten You Wenchen with the other streamers.

You Wenchen smiled meaningfully: “This company is indeed his domain, because he acquired it and put me in charge. I am his kept man. You hit my boss, and you still expect to leave unscathed?”

“Cough, cough, cough.” Yang Yuxiang almost choked on his own saliva. You Wenchen was too daring to say that.

The manager was also startled. He knew Yang Yuxiang’s family was unusual, but he didn’t expect it to be this unusual—becoming his boss in the blink of an eye.

The two unlucky guys also realized they had shot themselves in the foot this time. They no longer dared to demand that Yang Yuxiang be kicked out. Being able to leave in one piece would be a blessing.

You Wenchen left the matter for the manager to handle and kept Yang Yuxiang behind alone.

“Did they touch you?” As soon as the others left, You Wenchen’s tone softened.

“No, thank you for what you did today. But please don’t tell my parents, okay? They’ll definitely scold me otherwise.”

Ou Huanhua would definitely say: You brainless child, why did you do the hitting yourself? Couldn’t you have paid someone else to do it?

“I won’t tell.” You Wenchen handed him a bottle of milk: “Sit down and rest for a bit.”

“Thank you. Why did you suddenly buy this place?” You Wenchen handled big businesses, so why would he suddenly be interested in their little live-streaming company?

You Wenchen pulled out a chair for him: “Since we’re married, of course I have to pay attention to your work environment. Otherwise, my parents would scold me if they found out.”

Yang Yuxiang teased him: “Even a successful person like you is afraid of your parents scolding you?”

“Why else would I be in such a hurry to get married?”

“That joke you made earlier was a bit much, calling yourself my kept man. I can’t live up to that title.”

You Wenchen smiled indifferently: “If I said we were simply together, someone might gossip about you. By saying I’m your kept man, they’ll mostly talk about me, and I don’t care.”

He wasn’t a streamer; he didn’t care what they said.

Yang Yuxiang pretended to drink his milk to hide the upturn of his lips. This man was quite thoughtful.

“I can’t come over every day, so I will send someone to assist with the management here later. You don’t need to worry about the company’s operation, just do what makes you happy.”

Yang Yuxiang wiped his mouth: “Thank you for the trouble.”

Since their “marriage,” You Wenchen had arranged everything. He felt like a lazy fish, only needing to flip over occasionally.

“Don’t use such polite words in the future; it creates distance. My parents will be unhappy if they hear it.”

You’s Dad and Mom: Yes, we are unhappy every day.

Yang Yuxiang agreed: “Okay, I won’t say it anymore. If you ever need anything, you can tell me. Although I’m not as capable as you, I’ll do my best to help with anything I can.”

He was getting so many benefits from the other person that he felt bad.

You Wenchen’s eyes fixed on him: “What I want from you is, of course, for you to… cover for me well so that my parents don’t find out.”

Yang Yuxiang’s heart skipped a beat. Why did that sentence feel so suggestive? He must be overthinking it. A capable person like him—what could he possibly see in himself?

Seeing him finish his milk, You Wenchen didn’t keep him any longer: “You go back to work. If you’re free at noon, let’s have lunch together.”

“Okay, I’ll message you when I’m done.”

“Mm.”

Yang Yuxiang returned to his office and lay on his fluffy cat-shaped chair, pondering. How could he repay You Wenchen? The more he took, the more he owed. Otherwise, he might end up with a huge debt and have to pay with his butt.

And the other person might not even find that attractive.

Forget it, I’ll think about it later.

Yang Yuxiang opened his live-streaming room, and tens of thousands of people flooded in within minutes.

[Yàngyáng, where have you been? Did the big bad wolf eat you, Yàngyáng QAQ!]

[So this is what it feels like when the ‘White Moonlight’ returns. I was starting to get into another streamer, but I instantly ran back when I saw Yàngyáng was back.]

[Say something quickly! Let me confirm the person behind the avatar is the real one! Please don’t just find someone to fool us! We only want the Little Yellow Sheep!]

“Tsk, what Little Yellow Sheep? I’m the Little White Sheep, okay?” Yang Yuxiang refuted the comment.

He didn’t show his face in his streams, presenting an anime avatar that somewhat resembled him. He just needed to make expressions behind the camera, and the avatar would mimic them.

He usually chatted, created funny content, and played games in his stream. His public persona was a sweet voice, a dirty mind, but deep down, a little ‘Yellow Sheep’ who loved pure romance.

[Awwwww! It really is my Sheep! I was so afraid you’d abandon your avatar and run away like other VTubers!]

[As soon as I hear this voice, I’m getting a little… excited!] (Note: The user uses a pun on the word for ‘excited’ that also implies something suggestive.)

“Hey, hey, hey, what are you talking about in broad daylight? I’m a legitimate streamer, no suggestive stuff. Don’t get my stream banned!” Yang Yuxiang was very serious today because You Wenchen was also in the company. What if he got a spontaneous idea to watch his stream?

It would be a disaster, just like the first time his dad watched his stream.

At the time, Yang Yuxiang was joking with his fans, saying he wanted to find a fan to get a tattoo with.

Yang’s Dad: Wife! Our son said he wants to find a fan to ‘sell his body’ to! (Note: ‘tattoo’ and ‘sell his body’ are near homophones in Chinese)

Yang Yuxiang almost got turned into a roast lamb by his mom when he got home.

He guessed correctly; You Wenchen was indeed watching his stream. However, You Wenchen never commented. He would enter, shower him with nine of the most expensive gifts, and then lurk to listen to his “wife’s” voice.

“Hey, why are you sending so many gifts again?” Yang Yuxiang was most afraid of this fan. It wasn’t a big deal when others sent small gifts worth a dollar, two dollars, or a hundred dollars. This ‘Big Brother on the Top Rank’ (the top gifter) always came and spent tens of thousands, and he came every day. Since Yang Yuxiang started streaming, this one person alone had spent nearly five million yuan.

[The familiar Big Brother on the Top Rank is here again.]

[Big Brother on the Top Rank’s light tap of his finger is my annual salary.]

[Yàngyáng, let me give you a suggestion: Contact Big Brother, and wear your thermal underwear inside out.]

Yang Yuxiang ignored the teasing comments and said seriously: “If you send this much next time, I won’t let you into the stream.”

The Big Brother on the Top Rank surprisingly spoke: [I’ll just switch to my alt account.]

Yang Yuxiang: …

What was this person’s goal? Did he really want him to wear his thermal underwear inside out?