Don’t Be a Kept Man

fore retracting his gaze. 

He turned to look at his cellphone, and it was at this time that a knock rang out from the front door.
Xun Chuan stopped his movements and glanced off to the side. 

“Ah, your neighbour is here.” 

He said so with a gleeful tone poking at Yan Yu’s misery.

Yan Yu lightly chuckled, 

“I knew she would be coming.”

And then threw aside his phone to go open the door.
Without a doubt, it was Su Qing standing right outside.
Perhaps it was because she had been working nonstop these past few days, but heavy black eyebags were resting on her face, making her look quite tired and haggard.

As a complete asshole and one of the many hooligans roaming the streets, Yan Yu didn’t fear her coming to cause trouble, and he leaned on the door frame as he asked, 

“What’s up?”

Su Qing wiped her face and then massaged those twitching eyes on her face.
She faintly let out a long sigh as her voice begged at him, 

“Friend, can you wipe the array off your door? You’re scaring my customers.”

Yan Yu had drawn for exactly five hours, so it’d be weirder if he did scrub it off.
He lazily responded, 

“Then that’s your problem.
After all, the one doing business isn’t me.
If you have a way to break through the array, I won’t say a single word.”

Su Qing had not anticipated that there would be so many wandering spirits here, and the past few days had drained her of everything.
How could she still have the energy to break through Yan Yu’s array? Because of it, there was a crowd of “customers” clustering together that couldn’t even step up the building.

All of a sudden, a thought came to Su Qing’s mind and she smiled at Yan Yu, 

“Friend, do you want to earn some money? I’ve been too busy recently, and I can’t take all of this on my shoulders.
If you can, I’ll hire you as my assistant.”

At some point, Xun Chuan had floated over and was leaning against Yan Yu’s shoulder.
He blinked at Su Qing, his eyes a bright beautiful red, so red and sparkling like jewels, but they were now glaring with a bit of hostility.

Yan Yu slightly raised his eyebrows, 

“Assistant?”

Su Qing slightly smiled and nodded her head, 

“I’ve heard from the landlady that you are unemployed.
Since you’ll be staying at home and doing nothing anyway, why don’t you become my assistant? Just have to move some ghosts and switch some placements, that’s all.
I believe that shouldn’t be too hard for you.”

Low level wandering ghosts had a very limited range of where they could wander.
Their last wishes were mostly to see their loved ones one last time, and shu-shis could help their souls create a spirit line, allowing them a short temporary period to go find their loved ones.
Simple was indeed simple, but the rate of doing this was quite low.
At most, in a day, only five lines could be created, and evidently, Su Qing couldn’t finish it all by herself.

Yan Yu was still thinking when the system rang out.

[ Ding! Received extra career side mission.
Please, my host, accept this beautiful lady’s request, and achieve the position of an assistant one day or another~ Self sufficient and self reliant, the galaxy’s strongest system is here for your service~ ]

Yan Yu just knew this piece of sb would jump out at this kind of timing.
With a face full of impatience, he asked Su Qing, 

“How much for a month?”

Su Qing silently reached a hand out with the sign for a “9”.
Her fingers were quite thin and slender which were quite beautiful for a woman like her.
It was probably the only good looking part besides her hair on her body, 

“How’s this?”

Yan Yu was a bit weirded out by her generosity, 

“90 thousand yuan?”

Su Qing’s smile froze on her face, 

“Why don’t you guess 900 thousand instead huh?”

Yan Yu ‘tsk’ed and then was about to close the door when Su Qing quickly blocked with her hand, 

“Two thousand! Two thousand a month.
A raise every new year, two days off a week.
You know, it’s really not easy to earn money from the dead nowadays.
Please, please give me some leeway.”

Yan Yu immediately paused, as if he had been waiting for these words,

“Alright, but I’m saying this up front.
I won’t take on difficult tasks.”

Su Qing gave an “OK” with her hands and then carefully asked, 

“Then…… can you erase your array now?”

Yan Yu looked at his watch, 

“Oh.
In half an hour, it’ll erase itself.”

A powerful array wouldn’t be active for a long duration, as it needed a continuous feed of energy.
The array Yan Yu drew, once it passed a certain time and was not reinforced, it would automatically disappear on its own.

Su Qing silently cursed, 

“I ****”

Xun Chuan had been listening to their conversation the entire time, and so once Yan Yu closed the door, he was a bit off kilter, and tugged at Yan Yu, 

“You want money, I can give it to you.
You don’t have to go find that woman.”

Yan Yu thought to himself, to be a human was too hard.
When Xun Chuan was alive and he went to ask for money, he’ll be called a scumbag every single time.
Now that he’s not coming to Xun Chuan for money, he’s unhappy instead.

Yan Yu tugged his hand back and offhandedly said, 

“Don’t want your money.”

Xun Chuan’s hand froze in midair and then slowly retracted back.
He pouted his lips, a feeling of being wronged arising in him,

“Do you like that woman?”

Yan Yu: “No.”

Xun Chuan: “Then why do you want her money and not mine?”

Yan Yu laid on the bed, and silently grabbed a pillow over to cover his own head.
He elongated the end of his syllables as he said, 

“That means I’m good to you, and I don’t want to spend your money.
Save it for yourself.
Whatever you want to eat or drink, you can use that money then.”

Xun Chuan reached a hand over to pull that pillow away and then laid on top of Yan Yu.
He tilted his head to watch him quietly and then said, 

“That money was originally for you anyway……”

Just like when Yan Yu went to collect Xun Chuan’s last belongings, Tang Ying had said that if Xun Chuan was still alive, that money would have ended up in his hands sooner or later, as Xun Chuan would only give it to him.

Perhaps it was because of his family, but Xun Chuan’s personality was sensitive and quiet.
In the eyes of the older generation or family relatives, he was one of the most unlikeable.
His possessiveness was also strong, and he could not accept others touching his stuff.
Only Yan Yu was an exception.

Xun Chuan was an extreme sort of person.
Love or hate, he experienced both of these emotions very deeply.
So deeply to the point that it would terrify others if he expressed them fully.

Yan Yu looked at him and didn’t say anything.
He wanted to say that he was no longer the kind of person who really desired money anymore, but in the end, he couldn’t open his mouth. 

Xun Chuan’s face and eyes trembled; his eyebrows were slender and combined with his face, it brought out a special kind of delicate beauty from him.
Coming closer to Yan Yu, he quietly repeated his words, 

“They were originally left for you…..”