Chapter 1009: The Cold-Hearted Tyrant CEO

The next morning.

Gu Han woke up hungover, leaning against the headboard, dazed for a few seconds, recalling how he got from the club back to the villa.

He glanced down at the other side, which was a bit disordered and empty.

Ah… Jin Chen!

All his memories rushed back, and Gu Han took a deep breath.

He actually took the initiative to confess last night?!

Just finished analyzing with Lu Muyu, how did I impulsively confess……

Jin Chen wouldn't think he was just drunkenly babbling, would he?

Wait, Jin Chen actually seems to think that.

Otherwise, why wouldn't this little fairy accept last night!

Gu Han's mind flashed with countless thoughts, which finally coalesced into one idea.

A tyrant CEO would never go back on his word!

It's just an early confession! At least…

Gu Han stroked his chin, thinking to himself, Lu Muyu's method really seems useful.

But where is Jin Chen? Wasn't he supposed to give an answer this morning.

That damned little fairy, actually daring to go out drinking with a man late at night—how dangerous!

Gu Han finished washing up, put on a sleeping gown, and went out, looking down from the hallway outside the master suite at the living room—he wasn't there; only Xiao Xiao Yaojing Hong was wiping the antique shelf.

Gu Han straightened up again, slightly frowning.

Oh no.

That little fairy wouldn't have run off, would she? Slept together and then just left?!

"Where's the butler?"

Gu Han again asked the servant wiping the relief wall hanging in the stairwell.

The female servant blinked, dumbly replying, "Isn't Butler Jin on vacation?"

Could it be that the butler's on vacation and didn't even tell the master? By the way, when did the master come back last night? I didn't hear a sound.

The angry tyrant CEO stood there for a moment, coldly curling his lip: "Hah, that damned little fairy, no matter where she runs to the ends of the earth, I'll catch her."

Jin Chen, just holding a document bag and walking out of the elevator: "……"

"Sir."

Gu Han was startled by him, turned around in shock: "You didn't leave?"

"Sir… are you afraid I'll leave?" Jin Chen didn't answer, instead questioning back, his smile deepening.

The female servant slowly leaned in, the white cloth continuing to wipe, earnestly listening to their conversation, the corner of her mouth uncontrollably turning up.

What does this mean! It means the master and the butler came back together last night! Who knows if they shared a bed… otherwise, why would the master be looking for someone as soon as he woke up?

"Nonsense, what am I afraid of."

Gu Han's ears turned red, he grabbed Jin Chen and went into the master suite.

The living room's main gate closed; morning light poured in fully, strands of light from the European lattice window shining in, making the otherwise black‑white‑gray décor feel a bit warmer.

Gu Han was still a bit torn, not knowing what to ask.

Could it be that I should just ask what your answer is?

That would make him seem too eager!

So the two stared at each other in silence.

Jin Chen told him not to speak, not to rush, glanced at the wall clock, then quietly walked to the coffee room to begin steeping the coffee beans.

Gu Han followed him in, still torn, recalling the trick Gu Yeting gave him last night.

——"At the right moment, be overbearing, so he feels your control and care."

So Gu Han straightened up, leaning his arm on the coffee room doorframe: "Why get up so early? Are you afraid of me?"

Jin Chen, his back to him, fiddled with the coffee tools; hearing that, he raised an eyebrow, puzzled.

After just one night, the aura of his household's tyrant CEO grew even more chuuni.

Could it be he learned that from Lu Muyu yesterday?

"Because the vacation ended, work ahead of schedule—went to the basement to re‑maintain the cigars and change the pool water."

Jin Chen watched the coffee machine's steam rise, answered offhand, the smile in his eyes becoming even more obvious; with his back to Gu Han, he couldn't see anything.

Gu Han could only hear the dry work report, then automatically caught the keywords.

Cigars…

Recalling last night's image of Jin Chen smoking a cigar, Gu Han's fingers twitched, and he actually felt parched.

Looking up again, Jin Chen in a tailcoat work uniform, shoulders broad and waist narrow, head slightly lowered as he brewed coffee, the aroma of the beans rich, making Gu Han unable to smell Jin Chen's own scent.

Gu Han was dissatisfied, stepped forward two paces, and from behind domineeringly wrapped his arms around Jin Chen's waist, his tone a bit muffled.

"You're a liar."

"You said last night you'd give an answer."

"And only this drunkard remembers it!"

Jin Chen lowered his gaze to the overlapped hands at his waist, the corners of his mouth turning up, he patted the back of Gu Han's hand, his voice gentle.

"Sir, the coffee's ready."

"I don't want it, I feel uncomfortable."

Gu Han refused to change the topic, forehead resting on Jin Chen's back: "You don't have anything you want to say to me?"

"Yes."

Jin Chen admitted, then turned and steadied Gu Han's shoulder; they were about the same height, so in that pose they almost kissed. Gu Han was startled and held his breath, but Jin Chen merely straightened his arm and took the document bag from the edge of the shelf.

"Sir, this is the folder Shen Yanyu sent this morning."

Gu Han, already flushed and heart‑pounding: "……"

What the hell! Bai was expecting.

He stepped back half a step, letting out a breath as he took the folder and opened it: "What is this? Have you looked at it?"

"No, this must be Sir's privacy; otherwise Shen Yanyu wouldn't have used a double‑layered folder."

Jin Chen's words trailed off, and he and Gu Han stared at each other in shock.

The protagonist (uke) has gone crazy! Jin Chen thought.

Having gotten the photos from Bai Yunyue's album, instead of exposing the people at the old residence, he directly sent them to Gu Han—what the hell for!

Gu Han, clueless, asked: "Is he sick? Sending me my own photo?"

As he was speaking, he felt another sheet of paper inside the folder.

——"Gu Han bro, these are the photos I took in Bai Yunyue's room; all the pictures are kept by him in the album. Your situation…… you probably don't want the two uncles to know either. I'm giving you the photos because I want to be with you."

Damn.

Gu Han cursed sincerely.

His first reaction was: "Shen Yanyu, that little brat, actually dares to threaten me."

Then he frowned in surprise, tilted his head in disbelief: "Why would Bai Yunyue keep so many photos?"

Jin Chen thought it over and still felt he should say something, otherwise his wife would start overthinking.

"If it's related to liking, then what's stored wouldn't be your youthful photos."

"You're right."

Gu Han pondered deeply, flipping through photos he didn't even know existed: "Does Bai Yunyue really think of me as his son?"

Jin Chen let out a long sigh.

Fortunately, his family's overbearing CEO's brain circuits are sharper than the protagonist (uke)'s.

Truly delightful and commendable.

"Maybe so, but Shen Yanyu's folder is really… puzzling."

"He's sick in the head." Gu Han replied immediately.

He then glanced at the handwriting, recalled Professor Xu's call last night, sighed slightly, and said: "Send a message to Secretary Liu, have someone investigate Li Yuan, and also Shen Yanyu's recent movements."

"Okay."

【Where did the protagonist go?】

【They ditched their assignment to go travel and date, huh.】

Even during the date they could think of threatening Gu Han—what a thoughtful mind.