Chapter 107
“Does Young Master Ling still remember me?”
The tall man tilted his head slightly as he looked at him.
“……”
Ling Ling opened his mouth.
He recognized the person—but not the name.
Although he roughly knew what had happened last night, the details were blurry.
Even though the other party had told him his name while… doing all sorts of things to him.
In that kind of situation, who could remember anything?!
He was human now, not a system. With his consciousness still muddled, it was normal for some fragmented information to fail to load.
But looking into the man’s gray eyes, the little system had a vague feeling—
If he honestly said he didn’t remember, the consequences might be even more terrifying than opening Pandora’s box…
Ling Ling swallowed and stammered, “I—I remember… I think.”
The man withdrew his gaze, the corner of his lips lifting imperceptibly.
Father Ling was both surprised and delighted. “You two know each other?”
“Where did you meet?”
“How did you become familiar?”
Ling Ling: “……”
Met at a bar.
Slept at a hotel.
Could he say that?
He could answer directly—but he was afraid his human father wouldn’t be able to handle it and might faint on the spot.
The little system hadn’t yet mastered the art of tactful human conversation.
Based on simple analysis of plot data, he concluded—
If he said it, either he or his dad would be done for today.
Either he’d get beaten to death, or he’d anger his dad to death.
So the little system shut his mouth tightly and looked toward the man he had already labeled a “good person.”
Although the man had been a bit of a pervert—messing with him for quite a long time—it didn’t change the fact that he was a good person.
He even helped him bathe, bought him clothes, and charged his phone…
Such a good person would definitely help answer, right?
The young boy looked at him with watery, round eyes, clearly full of pleading.
Shen Si calmly helped him answer Father Ling: “We just met by chance.”
Then he smiled at Ling Ling. “After getting to know each other more deeply, we found we got along quite well.”
Maybe it was just his imagination—
But Ling Ling felt like he emphasized the word “deeply.”
His previously blurred memories began to resurface.
Ling Ling subconsciously tensed his legs, his cheeks heating up.
But no matter what, the man had helped him out.
As expected—this handsome guy was a good person!
Little system: This friend is worth keeping!
Father Ling didn’t notice anything strange and laughed happily. “Is that so? That’s great! Our Ling Ling is in your care then. For this negotiation, you’ll take him along.”
Shen Si responded generously, “No problem, Uncle.”
Father Ling was naturally reassured.
The Shen family and the Ling family were old acquaintances. Back then, he had built his fortune by following Shen Si’s father in business.
Strictly speaking, without the Shen family, there would be no Ling family today.
And now, seeing the younger generation working together like they once had—it was truly moving!
Then he turned and saw his precious son shrinking his neck beside him.
Father Ling felt a headache coming on.
This kid had been spoiled since childhood. Now he even stayed out all night—who knew where he had been fooling around?
If Shen Si found out, he might look down on him!
“Ling Ling, you must have worked hard researching negotiation materials all night. Go upstairs, take a shower, then come eat.”
As he spoke, Father Ling gave his son a meaningful look.
Unfortunately, the unfilial child didn’t understand at all.
How could the little system grasp the good intentions behind a father’s lie?
Ling Ling looked confused. “But last night I didn’t—”
Before he could finish, his father smacked him on the back. “Go!”
Ling Ling: “Oh…”
Just as the father and son were about to head upstairs—
The man behind them spoke.
“Didn’t Young Master Ling say you wanted my help choosing an outfit for the negotiation? Why not do it now?”
Ling Ling looked even more confused. “Did I?”
The man stared into his eyes. “Didn’t you?”
Ling Ling: “……”
Why did everyone like making things up out of thin air?
In system logic, telling one lie required countless more to maintain it—it was the least efficient form of communication.
Did being human mean learning to lie too?
So difficult…
“Oh, right!”
Ling Ling rolled his eyes and said stiffly, “Then you can pick while I shower.”
A hint of amusement spread in the man’s eyes. “What else? Should I go in and pick?”
The little system froze.
Go in where?
The bathroom???
He vaguely felt like the other party was teasing him—but had no proof.
Father Ling didn’t quite follow the conversation but laughed anyway. “Haha, you’re quite humorous, nephew.”
Shen Si smiled faintly.
Ling Ling had no choice but to awkwardly laugh along.
—
He brought the man to the walk-in closet.
It was Ling Ling’s first time here. He only knew the general location and wasn’t familiar with the clothes and accessories inside.
So he irresponsibly pointed. “All my clothes are here. Take your time—I’ll go shower.”
Just as he turned—
He suddenly froze.
Since becoming human, his body’s senses were extremely sharp.
He could feel the man standing right behind him.
No—“standing close” wasn’t quite accurate.
The little system carefully analyzed—
Although the man was extremely close, their clothes weren’t even touching.
But at this distance, if he stepped back, he’d fall right into the man’s arms.
If he turned around, it might turn into one of those cliché drama scenes—lips colliding directly.
Running rapid calculations in his mind, he came up with two possibilities.
Both felt very impolite.
He had already slept with the man last night, and now he’d still be taking advantage?
That wouldn’t be appropriate.
So Ling Ling stayed perfectly still, even shrinking his neck slightly, afraid of offending him.
Shen Si stood silently behind the boy.
Seeing him obediently frozen, he leaned down and inhaled lightly at the boy’s fair neck. “Didn’t you already wash very clean? You still smell nice here.”
Meaning—there was no need to wash again.
But to Ling Ling, the meaning changed entirely.
Images of being cleaned flashed through his mind.
The man’s fingers—long, well-shaped, slightly cool like white jade—
Every movement had made him tremble…
Ling Ling’s legs tensed instinctively. His face and neck burned.
The back of his neck visibly flushed, fine hairs standing up like a startled kitten.
Shen Si recalled the time when the little system had turned into a cat in another world.
Held in his palm, played with.
Just lifting it by the scruff would make the kitten curl up its limbs, tail wrapping around its belly.
Adorably irresistible…
Perhaps it was his imagination, but Ling Ling seemed to hear a low chuckle behind him.
Then the man stepped away.
The moment the distance opened, Ling Ling felt instant relief. Hugging his clothes, he rushed into the bathroom.
—
After Ling Ling left, Shen Si raised a brow and bent down to pick up a small piece of fabric on the floor.
Pure white cotton.
Thin. Soft.
Exactly the same as the one the little guy had worn—and he had taken off—last night…
—
Ling Ling sank into the bathtub and let out a satisfied sigh. “So comfortable…”
Although the human body wasn’t as convenient as being a system—
The sensory experience was incredible.
It could feel pain—and pleasure.
Sometimes both at once.
Like soaking in hot water—
At first, it felt too hot—painful.
But after a while, the warmth eased fatigue, relaxing sore muscles completely.
As if melting into the water—so pleasurable.
Last night had been the same.
Even though his body was exhausted and sore to the point he cried out—
It was undeniably… heavenly.
Resting his head against the tub, a towel over his forehead, steam flushed his face into a peachy pink.
“So this is what they mean by ‘warmth leads to lust’?”
“Human thoughts are so… indecent…”
Ling Ling muttered softly.
As he gained a human body, even his thinking patterns were becoming more human.
Would he soon understand human emotions?
What exactly did “liking” and “love” feel like?
The little system was curious.
Just then—
Knock knock.
The bathroom door was tapped lightly.
Ling Ling jumped.
Quickly deleting all inappropriate thoughts from his mind.
“W-what is it?” he stammered.
From outside, the man said, “You left your clothes outside.”
Ling Ling glanced at the neatly folded robe nearby. “No, I didn’t.”
“Can I just say it directly?” the man asked.
Ling Ling blinked. “What? Go ahead.”
Leaning against the door, Shen Si slowly said, “You left your underwear outside. The fabric is quite sheer—are you sure you want to wear that?”
Ling Ling: “!!!”
A moment later, the door opened slightly.
A pale, slender arm stretched out. “G-give it to me!”
Shen Si looked at the arm briefly before handing over the fabric.
The arm quickly retracted.
Bang.
The door shut tightly again.
Not even a wisp of steam escaped.
Shen Si leaned there, rubbing his damp fingers, a smile curling on his lips.
—
When Ling Ling came out, the blush on his face hadn’t faded.
Shen Si glanced at him. “Need support?”
“No!”
Ling Ling’s face reddened even more.
The bath had relaxed him—but also brought back last night’s fatigue.
His legs felt like cotton, steps unsteady.
Since he refused, Shen Si didn’t insist. “I’ve picked out some clothes. Want to take a look?”
“Okay…”
Ling Ling dragged himself to the closet.
Three outfits hung neatly.
“Not sure what you prefer. You can choose yourself—but if you want to be lazy, just pick one.”
This man was ridiculously considerate…
And experienced.
Who knew how many people he’d been with?
Ling Ling pouted slightly.
Feeling a strange sourness in his chest.
Before he could figure it out, Shen Si asked, “Don’t like them?”
“No…”
Ling Ling shook his head and randomly pointed. “This one.”
It was a more relaxed suit—not as fitted at the waist.
Shen Si had preferred the fitted ones.
That slim waist… perfect for tailored suits.
But—
Why let others see something so beautiful?
Better to keep it hidden, seen only by him.
So seeing Ling Ling choose the looser one, Shen Si instead relaxed. “Try it on?”
“Okay.”
Ling Ling agreed readily.
This negotiation was important—it determined whether his future could continue as a carefree slacker.
Trying on clothes was nothing!
Brave Ling Ling fears nothing!
He untied his robe—
Only to see the man turn around, facing away.
Ling Ling: “?”
After thinking, he understood.
Humans weren’t supposed to expose themselves casually.
“Oh—sorry.”
Such a good person…
He’d slept with him, taken advantage of him, yet he wasn’t angry at all.
Truly a great guy!
But…
Why didn’t he just leave?
Maybe he wasn’t that smart.
He’d have to help him in the future!
—
When it came to putting on pants—
Ling Ling got stuck.
“How do I wear this?”
“Need help?”
“Can I? Wouldn’t that be rude?”
“As long as you don’t mind, I don’t mind—it won’t be rude.”
“Then help me!”
The innocent little system had no idea he was asking a devil for help.
Shen Si turned around—
His breath hitched.
The boy stood there in only a white shirt, hem covering his thighs, long pale legs exposed.
Holding a complicated belt, he asked innocently, “Where does this go?”
“Sit down. I’ll help you.”
Ling Ling sat obediently.
As Shen Si knelt and explained—
“This is a shirt garter…”
His fingers brushed against soft skin—
“Does it hurt?”
“No…”
“Then spread your legs.”
Ling Ling complied.
Revealing marks left behind.
“Did I go that hard last night?” the man asked softly.
Ling Ling bit his lip, silent.
Shen Si looked up. “Tell me if it hurts next time.”
“…Next time?!”
Ling Ling froze.
Wait—
There’s a next time?!
Shen Si stared at his face for a moment, then suddenly said, “Your face is very red.”
“Is it?” Ling Ling couldn’t see himself, so he pressed the back of his hand against his cheek. “Does it look strange? I always heat up easily…”
“Blushing usually indicates three emotions: anger, guilt, or embarrassment,” Shen Si said in a calm, almost instructional tone. “Analyze it—what are you feeling right now?”
Ling Ling thought about it.
Not anger. Maybe a bit of guilt…
So was it embarrassment?
It vaguely felt like someone had once taught him about human behavioral patterns like this.
Who was it…?
If he’d known it would be this hard to figure out, he wouldn’t have chosen a discounted version of this vacation world.
The little system tapped his head.
As if prompted by something, the man in front of him suddenly asked, “Up until now… you still haven’t remembered my name?”
Ling Ling choked slightly, feeling guilty.
It was true—he hadn’t remembered the name of the person who helped him before.
And now—even the one helping him right in front of him, he still didn’t remember.
“You don’t even remember my name. Are you not even going to greet me when we meet? That’s quite hurtful…”
Shen Si deliberately lowered his gaze, looking somewhat pitiful.
The little system, innocent and easily persuaded, immediately softened. He grabbed his arm. “No, no! I can call you ‘senior’!”
“……”
Shen Si’s expression stiffened for a moment.
Ling Ling thought he had said something wrong and looked at him cautiously.
After a brief silence, Shen Si said softly, “…That works too.”
After saying that, he fell silent.
Ling Ling himself felt it was a bit inappropriate.
Letting someone help him so much, then forgetting his name right after—
Wasn’t that just like a scumbag who runs off after getting what he wants?
He felt guilty and said quietly, “Tell me your name again. Just once—I’ll definitely remember this time.”
Etched into his system core, the kind!
“No need.”
After finishing adjusting the shirt garters, Shen Si stood up. “Just call me ‘senior.’ I’m used to it.”
Then he turned and walked out.
Ling Ling sat on the bench, confused. “What do you mean…?”
Seeing him about to leave, Ling Ling called out, “What’s your name? Just tell me!”
Shen Si turned his head. “What’s the point? You never remember anything I say anyway.”
“How could that be?”
Ling Ling frowned slightly.
From yesterday until now, this handsome guy hadn’t even said that much.
How could he “never remember”?
Shen Si let out a soft scoff, his gaze moving from Ling Ling’s face downward, stopping between his legs. “I told you the fabric was see-through. You still wore it.”
“Bang—”
After saying that, he walked out and closed the door behind him.
Ling Ling froze in place.
After a long moment, he processed what had just been said. He looked down—
Then covered his face with both hands.
The redness spread from his cheeks down to his neck.
For the first time since his creation, the little system felt—
Oh no. My CPU is about to burn out!!!
—
Over the next few days, Ling Ling followed his father’s instructions and prepared for the upcoming negotiation with the Gu Corporation.
But in reality, the one doing all the serious preparation was Shen Si.
Ling Ling just lounged around like a salted fish.
Shen Si’s secretary even brought him snacks.
The moment there was food, the little system was no longer sleepy.
The only problem was that a human stomach had limited capacity—he got full after just a few bites.
But the snacks the secretary brought were perfect—many varieties, each in small portions, presented beautifully.
“Wow, this cookie packaging is so cute!”
Ling Ling popped a small animal-shaped cookie into his mouth, happily munching away.
When he discovered there was filling inside, he became even happier.
His round eyes curved into crescents with joy.
The secretary said respectfully, “The president specifically instructed us to prepare them like this. He said you would like it.”
Ling Ling grinned. “Senior is such a good person!”
He glanced toward the man working diligently behind the desk, then covered his mouth and whispered to the secretary, “What’s your boss’s name?”
“……”
The secretary thought: I’m not stupid.
The boss even gave detailed instructions about snacks, doting on him like this, yet still didn’t tell him his name.
Clearly this was some kind of romantic game!
If he revealed the answer, wouldn’t he be fired immediately?
But offending the boss’s precious darling was even worse.
He coughed lightly and asked instead, “Didn’t the president tell you?”
Ling Ling fiddled with his fingers and honestly admitted, “I think he did… I forgot…”
I see!
Good thing he didn’t answer earlier. The boss was clearly teasing his little darling!
Seems like they hadn’t known each other long…
Typical man.
From just that one sentence, the secretary inferred countless things. He clenched his fist encouragingly. “You’ll definitely remember soon!”
Ling Ling was completely led astray and nodded firmly, also clenching his fist. “Yes! I’ll remember!”
Secretary: “You can do it!”
Ling Ling: “Yeah!”
After the secretary left, the little system scratched his head.
Wait—
That’s not right!
He still didn’t find out the name!!!
