Everyone Knows I’m a Good Person

Editor: Casey

So the man as straight as a steel rod, Shi Qing, lived a happy life.

Well, for three days at least.

He had nothing to be embarrassed about.

After all, he's straight!

Would a straight man think he should avoid contact with other men?

Of course not!

Some men who were in denial about their homosexuality may deliberately avoid contact with other men, but straight men wouldn't do that.

That's because straight men consider members of their same gender easier to get along with than women.

And as the rampant and unrestrained boss of the Blazing Thunder Company, Shi Qing's never been one to deny himself anything.

It felt good. That was more than enough reason to continue.

There was nothing wrong with this!

As a result, Song Xiabing was made to serve the man in bed for three days straight.

His original desire to make a fool of Shi Qing gradually disappeared.

As a rich second generation who has always pretended to be a womanizer while actually being a germaphobe virgin…

Song Xiabing couldn't quite understand Shi Qing's reasons for doing this.

He was a homophobe who willingly let another man bring him pleasure.

???

Did he not count as a man to Shi Qing or something??

When he thought of this possibility, Song Xiabing's face turned green.

He had never been this stifled since he was six years old.

Ever since then, he's played the fool while taking care of his enemies in secret.

But when he played the fool this time, his target actually took him for a fool and righteously asked him to 'serve' him in bed.

This was an insult no man could take lying down!

Song Xiabing gradually began to change his plan.

He considered discarding this pawn and killing him off.

No, he had to teach Shi Qing a lesson before killing him.

"Hey, what are you thinking about? You have such a gloomy expression on your face."

While Song Xiabing was staring intently at the soup Shi Qing sent him out to make, thinking about whether to kill or use him, a little brother came over.

None of the Blazing Thunder Company members thought much of Song Xiabing.

Although they've been using him as a housekeeper, they used to hold their tongue and keep their distance due to his identity as the Song family's eldest young master.

But all that changed after Shi Qing expressed his dislike for Song Xiabing.

After all, how could we, as his little brothers like you if he doesn't?

Song Xiabing wasn't as attractive as Zhou Xuanxuan either. Even if he's pretty good-looking, the little brothers weren't interested in him as a man.

The nail that sealed the coffin was when the Song family refused to pay his ransom. They've clearly left Song Xiabing to fend for himself. The little brothers who were originally wary of the Song family became even more confident.

Now that Song Xiabing's life was spared and he was also allowed to remain in the Blazing Thunder Company, the little brothers naturally treated him like he was at the bottom of the food chain.

They didn't have many opportunities to make trouble for him in the past few days because Song Xiabing was mostly with the boss.

But things were different now.

It was rare to find an easy target for bullying in the company, so the little brothers had to show off their authority.

Song Xiabing glanced at this little brother.

A mere level two ability user.

Song Xiabing’s patience wore thin after having to deal with all the harassment from Shi Qing. He was sick of pretending by now.

Shi Qing was a level seven ability user, someone he was evenly matched with. It made sense to pretend in front of him.

But this passerby A? Not a chance.

"What are you looking at?!"

Evidently, Song Xiabing's chilling look had upset this little brother. He tried to kick Song Xiabing.

The youth swiftly maneuvered behind the pot of soup. There was still a smile in his voice, but the look in his eyes was nothing but cold.

"Go ahead and kick the soup that Boss wants."

The little brother: "……"

He could only put down his foot indignantly and stomp forward to grab Song Xiabing.

But for some reason, he wasn't able to catch Song Xiabing, who everyone knew was a weakling, no matter how hard he tried.

This guy was as slippery as an eel, circling that pot and keeping just out of reach. The little brother was afraid of incurring his boss' wrath if he spilled it, so he could only grit his teeth and continue this game of cat and mouse.

Five minutes later…

The little brother was huffing and puffing despite not feeling like he had walked a lot.

"You…You little…huff! You trash, how dare you…huff. How dare you dodge me."

Song Xiabing was still as pristine as ever with not a drop of sweat shed. He seemed very frail as he stood in place and looked at the little brother.

He was in a better mood after toying with this guy.

The little brother was still puffing and panting, too tired to stand up straight.

Song Xiabing raised an eyebrow. "This is it? I haven't even gotten serious yet. Aren't you a level two?"

"I…I…"

The little brother was so angry that he rushed forward for round two, only to almost crash headfirst into the pot after Song Xiabing sidestepped him.

Since he couldn't get his hands on this guy, the little brother started to run his mouth.

"What are you so smug for, trash? You'd be nothing without that face of yours. If you ask me, instead of staying here in our company, you should just go and be a prostitute for men! That's what your ma did for a living right, whore herself out? No wonder you're so…"

Song Xiabing's good mood vanished in an instant after his mother was brought up.

His smiling face gradually darkened. A faint mist began to gather by his slender fingers.

"Fuck you motherfucker!"

Before he could make a move, Shi Qing had already kicked the little brother to the ground from behind.

The man had always been irritable, but never had his expression been this dark and sullen before.

"You! Motherfucker!! Do you shit through your mouth?!! Huh?!"

Every part was punctuated by a kick.

He didn't use his ability, but the little brother didn't dare resist anyway. He was completely caught off guard by the sudden appearance of his boss, quickly falling to the floor to take the punishment.

"Boss, I was wrong, I was wrong! Don't beat me anymore Boss, please!"

Acting domineering in front of the weak.

Acting pitiful and ingratiating in front of the strong.

This was how the majority of people conducted themselves after the apocalypse.

But Shi Qing had no intention of letting him off. He continued to kick with a fierce look in his eyes.

"The next time Laozi hears this kind of shit spewing from that mouth of yours, you'll be zombie food!"

Then he stopped.

The little brother stumbled to his feet but didn't dare to leave. Shi Qing's expression twisted with rage as he sent another kick his way.

"Scram already you fucker! Do you want another beating or something?!"

"Yes, yes, yes. I'm leaving right now Boss. Sorry."

The little brother immediately ran for his life.

"Wait!"

The tall man suddenly called out to him, scanned him up and down with disgust for a few moments, and suddenly changed his mind.

"You like to show off and act tough, do you? Fine. We'll be heading to the physical training ground later. I'll fight you without using my ability. Laozi wants to see just how tough you think you are to make trouble for one of mine on my territory."

The little brother was so scared that he wanted to die on the spot.

As his little brothers, they knew all too well how good a fighter Shi Qing was!

He quickly begged for mercy. "I was wrong, Boss. I won't do it ever again. Please…"

"Save it!"

Shi Qing sneered as he gave him another kick. Then he looked around at all the other little brothers. "All of you are real tough guys, huh? Standing around watching one of you beating up someone on your side."

All of the people who were laughing before watching him chase Song Xiabing around jolted to attention. None of them dared to speak up, shrinking back and making themselves as small as possible.

Shi Qing glared menacingly at all of them.

"Did Laozi recruit all of you to sit on your butts all day doing nothing? Are there not enough zombies to fight? Are the mutated beasts not strong enough? Do you want me to get you guys a mutated plant to fight everyday, huh?!"

The little brothers: Not daring to squeal.jpg

"A bunch of old grandpas, that's what you fuckers are. Instead of training or going out to find yourself a fucking girlfriend, you lot sit around all day and gossip like old women in some village! Laozi would be dead already if I counted on you. Get the fuck out and go fight zombies outside the base tomorrow!"

The little brothers recoiled even more. They ran out faster than rabbits.

Song Xiabing was still where he was, looking at the tall, scowling man. A hint of interest welled up in his eyes as the dark mist surrounding his fingers gradually dispersed.

"Boss."

Shi Qing had just finished yelling at the little brothers when he heard Song Xiabing calling out to him.

Pei, pei, pei. His weak voice even contained a bit of admiration.

When he turned around, he saw Song Xiabing looking at him with a grateful expression.

Shi Qing could almost imagine a little pure white lotus swaying in front of him.

Unfortunately, he was supposed to be a straight man who didn't know how to appreciate such things.

So he could only sigh regretfully on the inside while acting disgusted on the outside. "Can you not act so much like a woman all the time? It's disgusting."

Song Xiabing "……"

He took a deep breath and put a slight smile on his face.

"I wanted to thank Boss. If you hadn't helped me just now, they might've beat me to death."

The little brother detained by Shi Qing was stunned. He flushed with anxiety and tried to explain, "Boss, that's not what happened! I didn't even touch him! I-"

"Sigh…"

Song Xiabing sighed heavily and softly said, "Boss, you said you wanted to drink soup, so I didn't run away. I could only stay where I was and let him hit me."

The little brother: "???"

The little brother: "Boss, that's not what happened! He didn't stay where he was at all! He-"

Song Xiabing's expression was pained and pitiful. "How can you try to deceive Boss when he's already seen what happened? I clearly could've run, but I stayed here for five whole minutes. Boss, don't let him mislead you."

The little brother was met with the unkind gaze in Shi Qing's eyes.

The little brother: "……"

The little brother: "Yes he didn't run away, Boss. But he-"

"Cough cough cough…"

Song Xiabing coughed violently, drawing Shi Qing's attention back to him again. Concern flashed across the man's originally scowling face. He subconsciously stepped forward a bit.

"What's wrong??"

The little brother's jaw dropped as he looked at Song Xiabing. This guy wasn't even panting or flushed a few moments ago, but now he looked like he was on the verge of death! He delicately and pitifully collapsed into the boss' arms.

"I, I might've been hit earlier…"

The little brother: "???"

Who the hell hit you?!

I didn't even get to touch a single strand of fur, okay?!

Besides!! You don't even have any fur!!!

"Boss, Boss! I really didn't-"

The little brother called out cautiously, but Shi Qing glared him into submission. He lifted Song Xiabing into his arms. "What are you yelling for? Hurry up and call the doctor over!"

The little brother: "……"

Wuwuwuwuwu. I really didn't do anything, ah.

Song Xiabing was stunned by being carried.

It was the first time he had been picked up like this.

Additionally…

His thoughts became complicated as he took in the nervous look on Shi Qing's face.

Shi Qing…was nervous for him?

But how could this be…

He had clearly tried to kill him earlier.

It's only been three days since Song Xiabing left the water prison.

Song Xiabing didn't feel any shame in being held in a bridal carry by Shi Qing. He wasn't one to care about face to begin with.

He only leaned into the man's arms and sniffed gently.

Smells pretty good.

He didn't expect a big man like Shi Qing to be sophisticated enough to spray grass-scented perfume on himself.

Shi Qing practically flew out with Song Xiabing in his arms.

Zhou Xuanxuan opened the door and poked his head out, looking at their departing figures. He sniffed the air suspiciously.

"Strange."

He muttered to himself as he turned to look at his big tail. "Is there another phantom fox here?"

Song Xiabing was carried by Shi Qing to his room at lightning speed.

Thud.

Then he was thrown onto the leopard print blanket.

Following that, he felt a pair of large, slender hands nervously patting him all over. The man's tone was very tense.

"How's that? Are you still in pain? Where are you hurt?? No internal injuries right??? Fuck!"

The man became even more anxious when he didn't reply. "Say something for fuck's sake! Are you mute?!"

Song Xiabing looked up slightly. That was all he needed to see the genuine concern deep within Shi Qing's eyes.

They were overflowing with pure and unadulterated emotions.

As far back as he could remember, only his mom would look at him like this.

Only his mom would care so much for him.

Song Xiabing's fingers twitched. There were complicated emotions in his eyes.

Shi Qing…

Fell in love with him?

In just three days??

[Ding! Song Xiabing animosity value: 560/100]

The System: [Host, um…does this count as going OOC?]

Shi Qing: [Don't worry. It doesn't count.]

He seemed very certain.

[At most, you could call it…a set up.]