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Xu Simian had just hung up the video call with his family, slumping over his desk and whimpering softly with red-rimmed eyes. On the call, his wealthy parents had transferred another three million into his account, pampering him and telling him to just relax and take it easy; but his domineering CEO older brother, Xu Tianheng, had coldly laid down an ultimatum: he had to take a nominal job at the family conglomerate next week, or else he'd come over and drag him there in person. "Ugh... I don't wanna go to work..." The 22-year-old Xu Simian wore an oversized, buttery-yellow sweater, his curly hair a messy fluff. Extremely socially anxious and timid, he trembled whenever he had to speak to strangers. Having to go work at an office sounded like absolute torture. To avoid getting a real job, he had lied to his family, claiming he was "writing fairy tales" at home. In reality, though, he was hiding a massive secret that no one in his family knew about— Sniffling, Xu Simian opened the triple-encrypted folder on his computer. His pen name online was "Pure Little Lamb," and he was a wildly popular, top-tier R18 erotica author. His readers all assumed he was a seasoned master of romance with endless tricks up his sleeve. Yet in real life, he was a pure, sheltered virgin who hadn't even held a girl's hand before. Right now, wearing his noise-canceling headphones and staring at the steamy, explicit descriptions he'd just typed on the screen, his cheeks burned with intense heat. Overwhelmed by sheer embarrassment, fat tears rolled down his cheeks as he bit down on his sweater sleeve, his slender pale fingers continuing to clatter away at the keyboard, writing the scorching-hot scene...