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Trigger Warning: \n
MC takes advantage of ML when he was drunk.\n\nTL'd by pleasepickthisup on ScribbleHub.
Please follow the links from NovelUpdates or ScribbleHub to read this story.\nAfter he finished speaking, Murong Ling fell over once again.
Liang Yu saw that this person was already deliriously drunk. He drew Murong Ling into his embrace with one hand while lifting the man’s chin with the other to take a closer look.
The man’s eyebrows gave off a deep, cold feeling. And his facial features were like that of a stereotypical president, it was as if every line and sharp angle of his face had been carved out by the hand of God.
Currently, the alcohol had reddened his face which was frowning in discomfort.
Ai, what a beautiful meal.
Liang Yu finally felt that after so many days of depression, he had finally found himself some comfort.
Murong Ling rarely drank at night. But even though the alcohol had dulled his senses, Liang Yu’s offensive behavior still made him open his eyes unhappily, “What are you doing?!”
His vision was a little blurred and the figure in front of him turned into two people.
“You’ve already drunk yourself to this point, why don’t you rest a bit first
”
Liang Yu hooked up his lips and pulled the man into his arms. He walked to the hotel next door and used Murong Ling’s ID card to book a room. 
Murong Ling’s head was spinning and he felt like he really did need to rest for a while. 
As he entered the elevator, he realized that there was something wrong with his body.
If these were normal times, Murong Ling would’ve never gone to the bar for a drink. He had always been a very self-disciplined person.
But he had fallen into a depressed mood after meeting Sofie today. Not even work could make him calm down. So instead of going home after work, he had headed towards the bar.
He needed to get drunk.
He hadn’t even rejected the female bar attendant's advances.
But after the woman had started sticking close to him, a sense of disgust had suddenly risen up in him.
And so, he had left.
Murong Ling propped his head against the elevator and frowned. As he thought of his previous actions, he realized that it had been him who had struck up a conversation with that woman. It had been a long time since he indulged himself...
The weird feeling in his body made his headache.
He tugged at his shirt collar in discomfort. He didn’t want to hold himself back anymore. He asked Liang Yu, who was still accompanying him, “Go find a woman for me. Make sure she's completely clean...”
Normally, he wouldn’t do anything like this.
But tonight, he needed to release all of his pent-up emotions.
The sudden emotions that he felt made him temporarily lose his rationality.
Liang Yu didn’t say anything as he watched the frowning man. He slowly raised his phone and took a picture of the man’s drunken state.
“Mr. President, in case you try to flip the story around tomorrow, I need to take some evidence

Liang Yu curled his lips and stretched his arms around Murong Ling’s waist. Murong Ling leaned against his shoulder and Liang Yu took a picture with him.
"What..."
Morung Ling frowned at the flash. He didn’t even notice that his entire body was leaning against Liang Yu. The discomfort in his body had long made him unable to think clearly.
He wanted to ask if the elevator had arrived yet. 
Liang Yu supported Murong Ling out of the elevator, through the door, into the room, and onto the bed. After leaving the room, he ordered someone to bring in some food.
He was feeling really hungry right now.
After a while, a hotel waiter arrived with a dining cart.
Liang Yu calmly ate a few bites and drank a few sips of wine. When he felt that it was about time, he went into the bathroom, took a shower, and put on a bathrobe before pushing through the bedroom door. 
At this moment, Muring Ling had completely lost all sense of reason. His cheeks were dyed red, his eyes were blurred by bursting fireworks, and the corners of his hazy eyes were slightly swollen. His shirt collar was torn open, revealing a delicate collarbone. 
Murong Ling’s entire body was completely curled up on the bed in discomfort. This image contrasted greatly with his usual cold arrogance.
It really made one feel affection for him.
“Murong Ling, are you okay?” Liang Yu squinted as he bent over the man, a slight smile in his voice. 
“You came? Why did you take so long
” At this point, Murong Ling couldn’t even distinguish between male and female voices, all he knew was that the voice he had just heard was very stirring.
Murong Ling was a bit dissatisfied at how long he had taken to arrive. 
"Murong Ling..." Liang Yu bent down and drew closer to him. 
As Liang Yu approached, Murong Ling could smell the faint scent of shower gel on him. The heat in his body exploded and he pulled Liang Yu down.
Murong Ling tasted an unexpected happiness.
Even though he was drunk, he woozily felt as if something was wrong. 
After they were done, Murong Ling fell into a deep sleep.
Liang Yu went into the bathroom. After he came out, he dressed himself before standing by the side of the bed for a long time with his lips curled in satisfaction. 
He bent down and whispered by Murong Ling’s ear, “I hope you aren't too angry when you wake up tomorrow
”
Once he was done speaking, he went on his merry way.
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to stay, but it was because he knew that if it was him in that position, he wouldn’t want to wake up next to himself.
The next day, Murong Ling woke up later than usual. He sat up in a daze, his entire body felt like it had been run over by a car. 
The hangover from last night made his brain feel like it was about to explode.
But what was even more worrisome to him was the places where his body felt uncomfortable.
The messy bed and the residual smell were clear signs of what had happened last night. But no matter how he pieced his memories together, he couldn’t remember everything that had happened last night. 
But once he combined his fragmented memory and aching body together, an absurd conclusion formed in his mind. 
He, a self-disciplined person, had messed around with a man last night!
And he had been on the receiving end!
That man had guts!
Murong Ling was both shocked and angry. Not only was he the heir to the Murong family, but his usual aura made it so that no one dared to have any indecent thoughts for him.
As he got out of bed, Murong Ling’s legs suddenly went soft like jelly and he almost fell over. His face flushed red and he gritted his teeth, wishing he could drag the man from last night over and slash him to pieces!
His bare feet tripped over something on the floor.
Murong Ling bent over and picked it up. He saw that it was an exquisite black diamond cufflink. It didn’t belong to him, meaning that it belonged to the man from last night...
How could a parking valet own such a luxurious item? 
Murong Ling's initial conjecture was immediately destroyed.
But it didn’t matter who it was. Since they had dared to offend him, he would make them forget the day they were born. 
Murong Ling was seething in anger. As he drove back home, he thought over the absurdities of yesterday.
Within the span of one day, the two things he had never thought would happen to him in a lifetime, had happened.
In the afternoon, he had bumped into his first love, Sofie, at the shopping mall. A woman that he thought had died a long time ago.
And at night, he had drunk all his sorrows away because of Sofie, only to ridiculously spend the night with a man. 
No matter how he thought over it, it felt unreal.
But the feelings of anger and heartache that he felt were all real. 
The anger was because of that daring man. 
And the heartache was because of Sofie.
Yesterday, when he saw Sofie shopping in the afternoon, he had thought that he was hallucinating. 
But she had appeared in front of him, alive and well. 
He had been so overwhelmed by emotion that he had grabbed onto her and called out her name.
It was as if they had never been separated, as if they had never stopped being lovers.
But in his memory, she had clearly died. 
He had just been deceiving himself.\nThe translator has something to say:
I can't tell if I'm horrified or amused by how casually scummy the MC is. Or maybe both.
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Also, at the end of this arc, the author specifically leaves a note to clear up any ensuing confusion. (I'll translate that note when the time comes, but here's a tldr of it.)
The MC is the top, the ML is the bottom. That’s never going to change.
But just because the ML is the bottom doesn’t mean that he’s a weak or submissive person (which many BLs tend to portray). He’s just as strong as the MC, and he probably would like to top the MC as well, but MC will never let that happen~\n