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I am the most loyal and reliable lackey of the Crown Prince of Beijing’s elite circle.

For ten years, my role transformed from being his college dorm roommate, sharing bunk beds, to becoming his right-hand man as he fought for family inheritance and built a business empire. Countless times, he smiled and said to me, “It’s so good to have you. We’ll be best friends, brothers for life.”

But after he drunkenly kissed me, he turned around and asked, “Why didn’t you pull away?”

“Because I love you,” I said, and with that, my hidden affection was exposed.

He, however, avoided me, immediately announcing his upcoming wedding.

On the day of the wedding, his fiancée was in a car accident. He went mad, found me, and demanded, “Was it you? Even without her, I could never love you!”

I didn’t explain and simply turned away.

On the 3,650th day of secretly loving the Crown Prince of Beijing’s elite circle, I decided to let myself go.

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The twelfth phone call went out, and no one answered until the ringing stopped.

There was no time to complain. My abdomen twisted in pain, and I hugged the toilet, throwing up again.

Afterward, I wiped my mouth and dialed again.

The thirteenth call went unanswered, so I chose to send him a message.

This was the thirty-second message I sent to Huo Beiming today.

[Mr. Zhou has agreed to support you. Are you going to come over and show your appreciation?]

[Huo Beiming, where the hell are you? Do you still want to be vice chairman?]

[If you don’t come, I’m done with you.]

[Really, I’m done with you.]

Still, no one replied.

The chat window was filled with green text.

Outside, Mr. Zhou’s assistant was knocking on the door, a steady rhythm like a drumbeat.

My stomach churned again as I emptied the last of my stomach contents into the toilet.

I’m a masochist; it’s no wonder Huo Beiming is ignoring me.

He knows I’ll never truly give up on him.

No matter how harsh my words are, I’ll always help him with my actions.

Those who are favored act without fear.

I stood up, brushed off the invisible dust from my clothes, and opened the bathroom door to step outside.

My steps were shaky, almost floating, but my mind was still clear.

As the only legitimate son of the current head of the Huo family, Huo Beiming held absolute advantage in terms of inheritance.

However, the Huo family isn’t a dictatorship.

To truly step into the power core of the Huo family, Huo Beiming still needs to get past his uncles.

Next month’s board meeting will vote for a new vice chairman.

Mr. Zhou is the last obstacle.

Securing Mr. Zhou’s vote would ensure Huo Beiming’s election as vice chairman.

But at such a critical moment, he had disappeared, leaving me alone to face that slippery old fox, Mr. Zhou.

It took a few rounds of drinks to pry Mr. Zhou’s mouth open.

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The next morning, I woke up in the hospital.

When I opened my eyes, only Assistant Lin was there.

This nominal assistant to Huo Beiming often worked more for me due to his boss’s habitual idleness.

“Mr. Chen, you’re awake?”

He handed me a cup of warm water.

“You scared me last night. After you sent your location, I didn’t hear anything, and I almost called the police.”

I gave a bitter smile.

Someone who has known me for less than a year could care so much, yet Huo Beiming…

From the brother who slept in the bunk above me in college to now, where I helped him control half of the Huo family’s affairs.

I wouldn’t say I have accomplished something great, but I’m at least indispensable.

In the past, when nothing was happening, I could always hear him coaxing me.

He’d say meeting me was the luckiest thing in his life and that we’d be brothers for life.

But when something really happened, he was always the first to run away.

Even though I knew his dog-like behavior, I still couldn’t help but assist him.

Because I love him.

I’ve loved him for ten years.

Loving someone is a matter devoid of logic.

It doesn’t care if the person is human or ghost, male or female, tall or short.

Loving someone is just loving them.

Some people can remain rational when faced with love.

But I’m a hopeless romantic.

I would do anything for him.

This damn habit has lasted ten years.

As long as he smiles at me, I feel all the pain is worth it.

Although I can’t be by his side as a lover, I’ve been his only friend all these years.

Only I can call him when he’s drunk without getting scolded.

And only I have the password to his house and can use his things freely.

So, no matter what others say, I still believe my efforts over the years have not been in vain.

“Is Huo back yet?” I asked.

“He’s back,” Assistant Lin replied. “Last night, I first went to the hotel to pick you up, and then I went to pick up Huo.”

“Hotel?” I asked, confused.

He hesitated for a long time and couldn’t spit out a word.

I began to understand what that meant.

“Who did he mess around with this time?”

Assistant Lin shook his head. “I don’t know. I didn’t see the girl, but Huo asked me to buy a set of women’s clothing… the size is very small.”

“Is she of legal age?”

“I don’t know.”

I gasped, and my heart nearly stopped.

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If Assistant Lin is Huo Beiming’s assistant, then I should be Huo Beiming’s caretaker.

The person I like not only doesn’t like me, but he also leads a life of excess.

I not only have to help him manage the company’s affairs, but I also have to deal with his endless stream of bed partners.

Over the years, he’s never seriously dated anyone, but he’s never been without bed partners.

Those who stayed for a long time would last one or two months, get tired, and then drop the hassle in my lap.

Those who stayed for a short time would roll from one bed to another for three or four days and then break up.

He’s cold and indifferent.

The people around him aren’t just girls; for the sake of novelty, he’s even gone for some handsome guys.

Just last month, he even dated a divorced woman nearly forty with two kids.

I used to think it was nothing special for him to roll into bed with anyone.

But someone underage is really not okay.

The person I like can be a scumbag, but he can’t be a worthless person.

I called him, and he answered just as I was about to hang up.

“Hello?”

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