Possessive Madman Coaxes Him With a Hand on His Waist! The Cold-Hearted Host Starts to Feel Something - Chapter 13

Yan Xun leaned back slightly. He disliked having anyone too close to him.

His sharp gaze traveled up and down Li Cheng. “Last time at the hotel— that male model in Xu Han’s room. You were the one who sent him there, weren’t you?”

When Li Cheng blinked a little slower than usual, Yan Xun’s voice rose.

“I knew it. You were pretending! What are you trying to pull, acting pitiful in front of me?”

“Fishing for sympathy?”

“Or are you trying to throw yourself at me?”

Hearing those words, Li Cheng suddenly had the urge to try a different approach to chasing his future husband.

Among the fox clans, there was an old saying—
If you’re shameless enough, there’s no wife you can’t win.

The corner of his mouth curved upward on its own.

This time, he was going all in.
If being a scoundrel would get him his mate, then so be it.

Li Cheng took another step closer until he was standing right in Yan Xun’s personal space.

Seeing the other man’s slight hesitation, Li Cheng secretly smirked.

“No,” he said softly.

“I don’t want to throw myself at you.”

“And I’m not trying to win your pity.”

His fox-like eyes lifted, gleaming with teasing allure as they locked onto Yan Xun’s face.

“I want to be on top of you.”

Then, he reached out and grabbed Yan Xun’s hand.

“Didn’t I tell you last time? You’re the one I like.”

“Acting pitiful is just a way to get your attention.”

“Starting today, I’m officially chasing you.”

Yan Xun’s pupils dilated, his brain short-circuiting for a moment.

Even Ah Keng, the system, couldn’t take it anymore.

【Fox Host, you’re being way too greasy…】

Li Cheng frowned. Greasy?

【Look at yourself—grabbing his hand like that! What are you even doing?】

Li Cheng: Chasing my husband shamelessly. Isn’t that how it’s done?

【That’s called sexual harassment.】

Li Cheng: …Sexual harassment?

Then… would that make it sexual harassment-style wife chasing?

While Li Cheng was brooding over this, Yan Xun suddenly snapped back to reality and yanked his hand away.

“Are you out of your damn mind?!” Yan Xun’s eyes darted everywhere but at Li Cheng, as if he didn’t dare look at him directly.

Li Cheng immediately shifted into the perfect apologetic husband mode.

“Alright, I won’t touch you again without your consent. Don’t be mad.”

Yan Xun took a step back. “Stay the hell away from me. I’m not into men!”

That one sentence left Li Cheng speechless.

Without another word, Yan Xun got into his car and drove off.

Li Cheng frowned as he watched the taillights disappear. This is tricky… He doesn’t like men.

【Bend him, Fox Host! You can do it.】

Li Cheng snorted, half angry, half amused. Who the hell’s wife has such a bad temper?

Leaves her man standing there and drives off alone? Unbelievable!

He was furious.

Fine then. I’ll go buy groceries and cook for my wife!

By now, Li Cheng had fully mastered the art of being shameless.
Gradually, his anger eased into calm determination.

Just as he was about to head toward the main road to hail a cab, his agent, Wang Qi, called.

Li Cheng pressed the answer button. “Hello.”

Wang Qi’s cheerful voice came through. “Li Cheng, there’s a new reality show—Mystery Escape. They want you as a guest for one episode. I already mentioned it last time.”

He paused, then added, “I’ve confirmed it. Take another day off, then come to the office.”

Li Cheng nodded. “Got it.”

“Also,” Wang Qi continued, “remember that big IP series Monster Catcher you wanted to audition for? I’ve gotten in touch with the director. He’s open to seeing you. Do you still want to go?”

【Host, you’ve just triggered the system’s second mission goal—earn the role in Monster Catcher.】

Li Cheng’s eyes lit up immediately. “Yes, I’ll go.”

“Alright. I’ll send over the details and audition script. But honestly…” Wang Qi trailed off.

Li Cheng could tell what he meant—his chances were slim. Probably already pre-cast.

“I’m going to that audition,” Li Cheng said again, firm and sure.

After hanging up, he slipped on his sunglasses and actually went grocery shopping.

【You can’t be serious, Fox Host. You’re really going to cook for Yan Xun?】

Tsk. Li Cheng looked at the pile of vegetables in his hands. Of course. Being good to one’s wife is a sacred virtue among foxes.

【…】

When Li Cheng returned to the villa, Yan Xun wasn’t home.
He waited until evening. Still no sign of him.

Finally, Li Cheng couldn’t take it anymore. Where the hell did Yan Xun go?

【Fox Host, he’s at Callh Bar—two kilometers away.】

Li Cheng shot up from the couch. Seriously? Left alone, and he goes to a bar?!

【Are you really going to find him?】

Li Cheng: Of course. A husband’s got to keep an eye on his wife.

He strode out the door, took a cab, and arrived at Callh Bar.

The instant he stepped inside, the flashing lights and deafening bass made him frown.

He hated places like this.

The pounding music made his ears ache, the performances on stage were shamelessly suggestive, and the crowd on the dance floor—bodies grinding, limbs tangled—was enough to make even a fox cringe.

Foxes believe in keeping their distance, he thought grimly. Apparently, humans don’t.

Yan Xun was being way too wild.

Li Cheng narrowed his eyes, scanning each booth one by one.
Still, no sign of him.

Then suddenly, someone set a drink in front of him.

Instinctively, Li Cheng adjusted his sunglasses. As a public figure, he couldn’t risk being recognized here.

He followed the drink upward to see a tall, well-built man with refined features. The stranger’s smile was practiced, a little too eager.

“I’ve looked around, and you’re the best-looking person in this place,” the man said. “Let’s be friends. I’m Lin Li.”

【Fox Host, he’s hitting on you. Stay strong!】

Li Cheng: You just told that to a fox. Does that sound polite to you?

【Right, my bad. He’s the one who needs to stay strong.】

Li Cheng’s lips pressed into a faint, unreadable line. Sunglasses, mask—he was completely covered up.

How does this guy even know I’m good-looking?

He looked down at the offered drink, his long lashes lowering to cast a faint shadow.

His expression turned cautious.

Is there something in this drink?

【Yes. High-concentration triazolam. He’s trying to drug you.】

(t/n: Triazolam is a strong sedative, often used illicitly in drink spiking incidents.)