Wu Suowei watched him. To the rest of the room, he looked concerned, his brow furrowed in feigned empathy. But Chi Cheng saw something else-a flicker, perhaps imagined, of calculation. It wasn't the look of a man defending himself, nor one seeking forgiveness. It was the look of someone studying like he was committing Chi Cheng to memory, probing for weaknesses. Chi Cheng felt it. That gaze. It felt like being dissected, exposed under a microscope. A shiver ran down his spine, mixing unease with the rage. He hated that he felt it. He hated that after five years, the unwavering look in Wu Suowei's eyes from that interrogation room was still the same-unreadable, unflinching. The tension stretched-thick, suffocating-until his phone vibrated against his hand, shattering the moment like glass. ... An oath pledge is not breakable, Chi Cheng. It's done with life.

Waiting for a late Jiang Xiaoshuai at the mall, Wu Suowei didn't expect his day to take a turn in the form of a lost toddler crashing into his legs. Instead of taking the boy to security, Wu Suowei finds himself charmed, keeping the child company. Chi Cheng is panic-stricken when he loses his nephew, Doudou, but the panic turns to something else entirely when he spots the boy safe in the hands of the most beautiful man he has ever seen. Struck dumb by the stranger's gentle smile, the usually dominant Chi Cheng hesitates, quietly observing the two until a phone call forces him to make his move.

PREQUEL OF GOT THE WRONG GUY (MAIN FANFIC) - Chi Cheng wasn't looking at the work. He was staring at Da Bao. He watched, completely mesmerized, as Wu Qi Qiong talked, his voice animated, his shyness forgotten in his enthusiasm. He saw the passion in his eyes, the way his whole face transformed when he smiled that wide, uninhibited smile. The light from the single desk lamp caught the curve of his cheek and the bright, unguarded joy in his eyes. Chi Cheng felt a sudden, sharp pang in his chest, a feeling so intense it almost took his breath away. This. This was the feeling he couldn't name, couldn't categorize. This overwhelming urge to just... watch him. To see him happy. To keep that bright, unguarded light in his eyes. The chaos, the confusion, the internal battle-it all seemed to coalesce in that single, blinding moment of clarity. The feeling wasn't just want. It wasn't just care. It wasn't just necessary. It was something deeper, something terrifyingly profound, a silent, powerful confession that went beyond simple ownership. It was a compulsion to devote his entire self to the preservation of Da Bao's joy. He was falling. Hard.

Correlates/Connected to the Main Story (Got the wrong guy) - These are the journal entries of Wu QI Qiong after Chi Cheng left - Wu Qi Qiong had always known there were things about Chi Cheng's world he wasn't meant to touch. The glances exchanged in hushed corridors, the heavy silence that followed whenever the word family was mentioned-it was all a warning written in shadows. Still, knowing it was one thing. Feeling it was another.

No one had expected Licht to awaken-least of all himself. He'd come to terms with being an outlier, the Peculiar without a core. A quiet anomaly in a world brimming with magic, assigned to tactical support roles while others trained to harness flame, shadow, light, and storm. Some pitied him. Others feared what they didn't understand. But unknown to nearly everyone, Licht did have a core. It wasn't missing. It was dormant-shielded, sealed, and buried so deep that not even the most advanced scans could detect it. It hadn't been born broken. It had been silenced.

It was why he had been so fascinated by Chi Cheng. The man was a pillar of grace and control, someone so perfect, Wu Suowei imagined, must have a brilliant, beautiful mark to match. That old ache had now become a quiet, resigned certainty, he was destined to walk alone. --- A deep, quiet connection sparked in Chi Cheng's chest. He felt like he was seeing not just a person, but an entire universe, contained in that single, sun-drenched moment. He had never seen anyone hold themselves with such natural, unassuming power. He watched, transfixed, until the distant clang of a bell finally broke the spell, pulling him back to the harsh reality of his own demanding schedule.

Wang Yibo and Xiao Zhan are childhood friends but they got separated when Xiao Zhan got into an accident. After the accident, Xiao Zhan cannot remember Wang Yibo. However, what will happen if they meet again? Date Published: 26 OCTOBER 2020 Date Finished: Former Title: My Soulmate Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents in this book are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Wu Suowei dared a tiny glance up at him, eyes wide, uncertain, hopeful. For a fleeting second, Chi Cheng almost cursed again-not at his men, not at the botched job, but at the way those innocent doe eyes made him feel like the villain in a story he hadn't meant to write. "Damn it," he muttered, jerking the rope to force Wu Suowei to his feet. "You're coming with me until I sort this out."