Boss, Give Me A Chance/C2 He Was Taken Care of by Tang Zhiyan for Years(1)
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C2 He Was Taken Care of by Tang Zhiyan for Years(1)

"Beep, beep, beep ~ ~ ~" The same voice sounded in Shen Xisheng's mind. He opened his eyes as if he had sensed something.

This was a house that he was not familiar with at all.

The room was magnificent and dazzling. It was like a prince's palace in a castle.

The bed was very big, the quilt was made of silk, and the edges were inlaid with lace lace. The bedside table was made of pure gold. Under the orange light of the warm lamp, it reflected a dazzling light.

The four walls were white, but there was a faint reflection of light on the walls. Upon closer inspection, the walls were inlaid with broken diamonds, shining brightly.

It had to be said that this room was filled with treasures from top to bottom.

At this moment, Shen Xisheng did not care about these things at all.

On his bed, there was a furry kitten. This kitten's entire body was white. It was clean without any impurities. Its eyes were dark red and purple, bright and clear.

Shen Xisheng half propped himself up and found that his body had almost recovered. He looked around in a daze and then looked at the kitten.

He stretched out his slender arms and gently held the kitten in his arms. Feeling its softness, he asked, "Where did you come from? So cute." Shen Xisheng smiled and narrowed his eyes. He pointed at her beard with his fingers.

"My dear host, I am your system 075," he said. A cute voice suddenly sounded in the room. It was so cute that Shen Xisheng's heart softened.

However...

He threw the cat in his arms onto the bed. What the hell is this cat? What kind of operation is it to be able to talk?

"Aiya, what is the host doing? This cute kitten is just my incarnation. In addition, the kitten doesn't know how to speak. The voice you hear is only in your mind."

Shen Xisheng scratched his head. The system was actually a little Zheng Tai.

"My dear host, let me transmit the memory of this world to you." He still nodded in confusion.

Then, those memories that did not belong to him were shoved into his head, as if his head was going to explode.

Shen Xisheng covered his head with both hands, praying that this would ease the discomfort. After a while, he felt less pain. The memories that belonged to this world were all in his mind, and he could not forget them even if he wanted to.

In this world, after his parents died, he stayed in his father's good friend, Tang Zhiyan's house. He changed his name to Tang Nian. Tang Nian was a reserved person who did not like to talk, but Tang Zhiyan loved his friend's son very much.

The male protagonist of the world was Gu Chengran, who loved the female protagonist Chu Chu very much. He also had an unknown side, which was Tang Zhiyan's bedmate. That's right, Tang Zhiyan was gay. Because of his livelihood, Gu Chengran had no choice but to do these immoral things. In the end, he was killed by Tang Zhiyan because he kissed the female protagonist Chu Chu in front of Tang Zhiyan.

Shen Xisheng's mission was to protect the male lead.

He was stunned. It took him a while to realize how big his brain capacity was. However, what the heck was this!? It was fine if Tang Zhiyan was gay. This was understandable. Why did he kill someone? He was worse than a beast!

Shen Xisheng looked like he had nothing to live for. "How many points will there be if the mission is completed?"

Then he heard the cute voice. "Because this is the first mission of the host. To encourage you, you will get 2,000 points if you succeed! This is already very good data!"

He had no concept of points. Just as he was about to speak again, a deep and pleasant voice sounded from outside the door.

"Nian, it's time to get up and eat breakfast." Then, the door was opened with a click.

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