True Star Chapter 7

When Tang Feng saw his three-digit savings account, he had nothing to say. Looks like this body’s previous owner didn’t waste time in wiping out that sum from his mother’s inheritance. No wonder that the middle-aged manager told him his house had already been taken by the bank. This three-digit savings account was all he had left of his personal property.

Putting the pa.s.sbook back into the drawer, Tang Feng took a quick shower before changing his clothes. The entire wardrobe consisted of beautiful pieces from brand-name companies, but he honestly couldn’t compliment the previous owner’s ulzzang-like sense of taste. Tang Feng just barely managed to pick out a normal-looking, neutral colored outfit and headed out.

According to what that manager said, Lu Tian Chen would arrange a company dorm for him. It’s just that first he had to live at Charles’ villa for a month.

Tang Feng climbed down the stairs. Charles was already up. Because of the dim lights and the light-headedness from yesterday’s drug, Tang Feng still hadn’t properly seen the man he had got into an intimate relations.h.i.+p with.

“Morning.” Charles lifted his head in a polite smile, his hair appearing coffee-brown under the sunlight. His clothes were tidy and clean and his posture was erect. In front of him lay a simple but exquisite breakfast and a few daily newspapers on the side. Tang Feng casually scanned them. Aside from the usual business and finance there was also one on entertainment.

There were two portions of breakfast on the table. Tang Feng walked over and pulled his chair to sit beside Charles. As he sipped his freshly ground and brewed coffee, he felt comforted by its familiar taste. Because Tang Feng knew he might die at any moment due to his heart problems, he always took care of his quality of life.

Really, making someone who’s used to living a luxurious lifestyle live in poverty again overnight is awfully painful. It’s like telling a woman who wears clothes worth over a thousand to revert back to wearing ones worth ten. Men are the same. They get used to smoking a good cigar, drinking fresh coffee and driving the best car.

Drive a tractor again? Forget it, he’d rather walk.

“Entertainment News?” Tang Feng asked curiously.

Charles smiled. He’s a man of great charisma, Tang Feng evaluated after seeing this. Excellent upbringing, polite and mannered, yet very wild in bed.

“For random reading.”

“Did some celebrity catch your eye?”

Rather than speaking with his “owner”, Tang Feng’s natural att.i.tude was more like speaking with a good friend. He leaned over to glimpse at the paper in front of Charles. The sunlight hitting his slightly pale face brought forth a strange sense of haziness.

Charles squinted his eyes and then suddenly bent over to leave a kiss on the man’s cheek. What a delicious “breakfast”.

“Are you this gentle to all your lovers?” Having lived in the West all his life, Tang Feng wouldn’t feel embarra.s.sed from something like this, but these warm actions give him the impression that they were actually lovers. But it’s only a misconception. Tang Feng had seen too many of wealthy, handsome men like Charles. The sort of people who changed bed partners faster than the speed of a rocket’s flight. You play with him, enjoy the feeling of being in love and then part in good terms once everyone has got what they needed.

However, one must never put their real heart into it.

Charles narrowed his eyes and smiled, “Rarely.” To be honest, he’d never done this before. To be unable to restrain from kissing a lover he had bought with money during a meal, it was odd even for Charles. He liked kissing Tang Feng though, so he didn’t think much into it. Most likely it was because he found that person refres.h.i.+ng right now.

“Do you have some event later?” Charles casually asked, while stacking the papers he’d finished reading.

Eating a bite of ham, Tang Feng shook his head, “To be honest, I want to go find Lu Tian Chen.”

“Oh? You’re really in love with him.” Charles raised an eyebrow.

“No, I just want to discuss arranging another manager for me. Experience isn’t important, but the person has to at least be sincere.” Tang Feng knew the man misunderstood him, but he didn’t plan on explaining. “Plus, I want to see if I can find some jobs.”

But accepting a job meant that he must work with his manager. That’s why Tang Feng needed to switch from the irritable manager he had now.

Charles looked at him and spoke, “I’ll take care of that for you. As compensation, accompany me today.”

“The whole day.” Charles amended.