A top-tier gigolo, teased by a cool and aloof general, turns warm.

"You...you're so vicious."

Rosso was so angry he wanted to grind his teeth.

He had lived two lives and had never been threatened like this before.

"My wife is Raphael's close friend. As the saying goes, 'three men can make a tiger,' so you'd better watch out!"

Shi Yu remained calm and did not take his words to heart.

Their eyes met, and the atmosphere instantly became tense, with a hint of tension.

At that moment, Chris slowly walked over.

When that all-seeing gaze fell upon them, the tense atmosphere eased slightly.

"How long are you two planning to stand at the door?"

Shi Yu suppressed his anger, calmed his inner turmoil, and a smile appeared on his lips.

He said softly, "Wife, Raphael is married. You're not allowed to be jealous anymore."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly felt his arm being tightly gripped.

The force was so sudden that he was completely unprepared and his body lurched forward.

I almost lost my balance and staggered a few steps before I could barely stand.

"Shi Yu, you better explain yourself."

A furious roar rang in my ears, "Who is he jealous of anyway?"

Shi Yu turned his head and looked at Luo Suo, whose face was full of anger, feeling somewhat displeased.

She forcefully shook off his hand and said, "Let go, stop pulling and tugging."

"I won't let you go!" Rosso frowned, clearly unwilling to give up easily. "You have to explain yourself to me today."

Shi Yu took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

He responded coldly, "My wife can be jealous of whomever she wants; that's her freedom, and it's none of your business."

Upon hearing this, Rosso's lips moved, but for a moment he couldn't utter a sound.

After a long while, he slowly came back to his senses from his daze, his eyes gradually focused, and his gaze fell on Shi Yu.

His gaze moved slowly, scrutinizing the other person from top to bottom, as if trying to see every detail clearly.

Shi Yu felt very uncomfortable being stared at like that, but he still remained calm.

Finally, Rosso smiled knowingly, as if he had seen through Shi Yu's inner world.

"I thought..."

He hesitated for a moment, then chuckled, "Raphael can only be mine. You're quite ordinary-looking; to be able to marry such a wonderful queen must be a blessing from your past life."

Shi Yu could hear the sarcasm in his words.

She glared at him back and said, "I'll say the same to you."

The other person didn't take his words to heart and continued to look at him with that inscrutable gaze.

Shi Yu muttered to himself: What kind of look is that guy giving me? I should have known better than to reveal my identity as a transmigrator to him.

"Didn't we say we were going to celebrate with drinks? Come on in!"

While they remained silent, Chris suddenly interrupted, taking the male's arm and leading him into the room.

The powerful ruler is definitely hiding something from me.

I need to find a way to get them all drunk and then extract their secrets from them.

Rosso, who followed in, did not notice anything unusual.

Seeing Chris's change in attitude, she simply assumed that he was trying to make amends to her.

After all, they are now family, and he feels that he should try his best to make amends.

Thinking of this, Rosso quickly took out some cooked food and a few bottles of red wine from his spatial storage and placed them on the table.

Although Shi Yu was somewhat dissatisfied, he couldn't say anything.

Looking at the food and drinks, I couldn't help but smack my lips.

He muttered, "I don't really like this red wine. Do you have any beer?"

Upon hearing this, Rosso immediately smiled and assured him, "Don't worry, there's plenty of beer!"

The mall will automatically replenish its stock, providing an inexhaustible supply.

He didn't have to worry about supplies at all and quickly took out two cases of beer from his storage space.

"Let's drink until we drop tonight!"

When Shi Yu saw the canned beer on the table, his tense body instantly relaxed.

He let out a long sigh, opened a can of beer, and took a big gulp.

The cold beer slid down his throat, bringing a refreshing sensation that made him feel incredibly comfortable.

He drank his beer and chatted with Rosso.

The conversation rambled on and on, ranging from everyday life to amusing anecdotes at work.

Chris, holding a glass of red wine, sat quietly beside the male master.

He may appear cold and aloof, but in reality, he has been listening quietly.

As time went on, Shi Yu and Rosso's conversations gradually became more cryptic, with them intentionally or unintentionally avoiding certain topics.

Chris, however, keenly noticed certain details and pieced together the complete truth from their conversation.

It turns out that Shi Yu and Luo Suo are no longer the same insects they used to be.

Moreover, they all came from the same place: Earth.

Chris suddenly realized why the male ruler was so faithful in his affections, marrying only one female ruler.

Because in their culture, loyalty is a deeply ingrained value.

Chris gently swirled the wine in his glass, watching the wine rotate and release its alluring aroma.

He took a sip of red wine, letting the liquid linger in his mouth for a moment, savoring its rich flavor and long aftertaste.

It was truly an unforgettable experience!

I wonder how Raphael will react when he hears this secret?

Just then, the door was slowly pushed open with a soft creak.

Chris looked up and saw Raphael walking in with steady steps.

His face was covered with a layer of frost, and his gaze was as cold as a knife.

"My lord, it's getting late, we should head back."

Raphael's voice was deep and calm, without the slightest hint of emotion.

By this time, Rosso was completely drunk and unconscious, his eyes were glazed over, and his tongue was slurred.

"Wife...are you here to pick me up? I'm so happy to marry such a beautiful woman like you..."

Raphael's anger subsided considerably, and he quickly stepped forward to help Rosso up.

He turned to Chris and said politely, "We'll head back now."

Chris calmly poured Raphael a glass of red wine.

"Raphael, aren't you curious why they can talk about anything, even though they've never crossed paths before?"

Raphael's gaze fell on the wine glass.

After a moment of silence, he turned his eyes and looked directly into Chris's eyes.

He retorted, "What exactly are you trying to say?"

Chris remained unfazed. "Sit down and have a drink. Let's talk."

"I never drink alcohol."

Raphael felt a sense of powerlessness, like throwing a punch into thin air.

It's especially hard to stay calm when you see Chris's punchable face.

"Are you sure you don't want to know the secret about their origins from Earth?"

Chris said slowly, downing the drink in his glass in one gulp.

"So what? I don't mind."

"So why do you think they came here? What secrets are they hiding?"

Raphael's heart tightened; he certainly wanted to know the answers to these questions.

But he didn't want to show his curiosity in front of Chris.

"No matter where Rosso comes from or what secrets he holds, he is my lord, and that is an unchangeable fact."