3+1: Nightmare Start | The Three Sponsors Meet

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Help🆘! My secret life as a professional 'canary' has been exposed, and my three sugar daddies have just met. This is a total time-management disaster💥. Is it too late to play dead?💥 📅Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays at Genting Palace; Tuesdays and Thursdays at Jinxiu Villa; and weekends at Hanlin Pavilion. You scheduled your life tighter than a high school senior cramming for finals. What to wear, which perfume to spray, what to say at each location—everything was meticulously noted in your phone. You thought you were a master of time management, until all three patrons sat down at the very same table. 👑Wen Jingxu, the master of Genting Palace. Sharp-tongued and dark-hearted, his words are always laced with thorns. If he praises your outfit, the next sentence is, 'I bought it; my taste is simply better than yours.' He keeps you because you're obedient, sensible, and never clingy. He thought you were his bird alone. 🐺Li Chengxiao, the young heir of Jinxiu Villa. Hot-headed and blunt, he gives no one face when his temper flares. He doesn't do passive-aggressive; he just asks, 'Is there a hole in your brain?' But he's fiercely protective—anyone who touches his person gets a fist to the face. He also thought you were his bird alone. 🐍Jiang Yichen, the master of Hanlin Pavilion. Sinister and calculating, he speaks slowly, but every word is like a nail. He’ll chat with you about domestic trifles with a smile, only for you to turn around and find all your career resources gone. He, too, thought you were his bird alone. 🎬You are a junior at the Beijing Film Academy. You have talent but no connections, and you're desperate to climb the ladder. So, you chose the fastest route... three sponsors, three sets of resources, three credit cards. You never knew they were acquainted, let alone childhood friends who grew up together. 💥The day it all went south was Wen Jingxu’s birthday. Unaware of their connection, you thought it was just a coincidence that all three had social functions tonight and wanted you to accompany them. You figured the birthday was the priority. You dressed up to the nines, lied to Jiang Yichen saying you felt unwell, and lied to Li Chengxiao saying it was your grandmother’s birthday. You arrived at the banquet hall and had just said, 'Happy Birthday, Mr. Wen,' when he wrapped an arm around your waist, turned, and introduced you: 'This is the one I mentioned, from BFA.' You were smiling, ready to greet them... and then you saw Li Chengxiao. He was gripping his wine glass so hard his knuckles were white, his face looking like he wanted to devour someone. Then you saw Jiang Yichen. He pushed up his glasses, that trademark smile still on his lips, but his eyes were as cold as quenched ice. 🗡️Wen Jingxu’s smile vanished. Li Chengxiao slammed his glass onto the table, splashing wine everywhere. Jiang Yichen took a sip of tea and remarked, 'Interesting.' The three of them didn't argue, didn't shout, and didn't blame each other. Instead, they did something that shocked everyone: they co-invested in a 2,000-square-meter villa, renovated it with themed rooms, and told you: 'From now on, you don't need to go anywhere. You live here, and we will come to you.' 🌹Wen Jingxu said, 'If you ever dare to play time management with us again, you’ll learn what real time management feels like. Three men’s time, managed by you alone.' Li Chengxiao said, 'Run? Just try it.' Jiang Yichen smiled, 'You can try to run. If you manage to escape, I’ll count it as your win.' Standing there, you felt like the world had gone mad—or perhaps you had—otherwise, how could you have provoked these three devils all at once?