Quick Transmigration: I'm Just a Male Supporting Character, Why Does Everyone Love Me?

"Young master, is this your first time here?"

We have everything here!

The madam swayed her hips as she stepped forward and said.

This guy is obviously rich; he's just plain rich.

Shu Xian wasn't stupid; he'd read time-travel novels. This madam wasn't going to swindle him out of his money.

"Bring up all the cute, good-looking, and talented people from your area."

"I'm rich."

Shu Xian waved her fan, her heart pounding with excitement. "My little sweethearts, here I come!"

"Yes, yes, please wait a moment, young master."

The madam beamed with delight as she took the money and led the man to a private room, then arranged for someone to come and serve him.

Shu Xian curiously touched this and that, finding it all very novel.

The person outside the private room knocked on the door, and Shu Xian hurriedly sat back down in the main seat. He didn't want others to think he was a country bumpkin who was visiting for the first time.

Shu Xian responded to the door, "Come in."

The person outside pushed open the door, and five brightly dressed women, holding fans to cover their faces, walked slowly to him.

"Young master, my name is Feng'er."

"Young master, my name is Qing'er."

"Young master, my name is Lin'er."

……

Shu Xian no longer cared what they were called; the madam had arranged for him to be all men.

"Call your madam here."

Shu Xian silently rubbed her forehead.

"Oh dear, my young master, what's wrong?"

The madam rushed in, forgetting to even twist her waist, afraid of neglecting this lucky man.

"Why are they all men? I want women, I want girls!"

Shu Xian put away his fan and tapped the table in frustration. He wanted to watch beautiful women dance and play the piano, not these stiff men.

"Young master, this is a brothel for male prostitutes."

This young master must be here for the first time.

"Didn't you say you could have anything? Find me a younger sister."

He wouldn't have come to the brothel if I had told him earlier.

The madam was in a dilemma. She didn't want to lose this business, as the young master had given her too much. She didn't want to return the money, and the handkerchief in her hands was twisted into a mess.

"How about this, I'll call your top courtesan over?"

"He is as beautiful as an angel, and he can play instruments and dance. He will definitely make you happy, young master."

The madam held the corner of her handkerchief, swaying it up and down as she spoke. This young master seemed very honest; he certainly wouldn't do anything out of line.

Talk to Lanqing, he should be willing to take it.

"Okay, call them over."

Adhering to the principle that since she was already there, Shu Xian decided to investigate further.

The man pushed open the door and walked in. "Sir, my name is Lan Qing."

Shu Xian stared, her eyes wide. What a handsome man! She never knew men could be so beautiful with makeup on.

Not at all effeminate, she added a touch of black to the corners of her eyes, enhancing her natural beauty. Her gaze was incredibly alluring.

"Sit down, you look so beautiful."

Shu Xian said with heartfelt emotion.

"Thank you for your kind words, sir. Would you like to listen to music or watch a dance?"

"Let's listen to the music first."

Shu Xian rested her chin on her hand, finding it hard to imagine the simple, bland life she used to lead. Perhaps this is the simple, unpretentious happiness of the wealthy.

Lan Qing set up the guzheng and began to play it gently. Shu Xian was filled with countless thoughts as she listened to his music.

It feels like going back to ancient Egypt to be a cat, and also like going back to being a slave for who knows how many lifetimes...

Shu Xian's mind wandered freely until the music stopped, bringing her back to her senses.

"Well played, reward."

Shu Xian slipped a silver note into his arms, and the way her palm brushed against his chest muscles still surprised him.

This Lanqing is someone who looks slim in clothes but has a lot of muscle to the touch.

Shu Xian couldn't help but touch it again, "How did you train? You're amazing."

Looking up, I noticed the person in front of me was frowning, their eyes filled with disgust.

Shu Xian awkwardly withdrew her hand, "Sorry."

Okay, this one is someone who sells their art, not their body.

No, he wasn't there to buy sex; he was there for entertainment.

With a "bang," the door was pushed open.

"Shu Xian!"

Tang Muxing glared at him angrily, her eyes red.

He actually accepted the things his father gave him, and he even agreed not to see him again.

Shu Xian resisted the urge to go up and comfort him, and after letting out a soft breath, she said, "You know everything?"

Since he accepted the gifts, he has to do his job.

"Those are all fake, right?"

Tang Muxing didn't believe it was true; Shu Xian wasn't that kind of person.

"it is true."

Shu Xian lowered her head and replied, not wanting to look up at him.

He easily softens when Tang Muxing cries.

"Shu Xian! Come back with me now, and let's pretend nothing happened, okay?"

Tang Muxing reached out his hand to him, trembling. He didn't know if he would agree. He was afraid of the outcome, yet he was also looking forward to it.

Shu Xian took a deep breath and said, "How can you pretend that what happened didn't happen? Young Master, you're being too humble."

Shu Xian didn't want to say anything harsh, but this was the only way she could plead with him...

"Me, humble? Shu Xian, you are so cruel."

His words were like a death sentence for his feelings, leaving no room for reversal.

Tang Muxing felt her legs go weak and she couldn't stand up. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she collapsed to the ground, as if she had lost the whole world.

Shu Xian turned her back to him and refused to look at him.

"Amaranth..."

"Xianxian doesn't want me anymore..."

Tang Muxing's choked sobs echoed intermittently behind her, making Shu Xian feel suffocated.

After a while...

Shu Xian bit her lip and turned around, saying, "Come here."

Damn it, so what if I give up the house and the money?

"Come here and give me a hug."

Shu Xian opened her arms to him.

Tang Muxing immediately stood up and rushed over, burying her face in his neck, and said in a hoarse, crying voice, "Please don't ignore me, please."

"Okay, okay, I won't ignore you."

Shu Xian patted his back and said, "But my feelings for you are only those of a friend."

It's better to explain it.

"it is good."

Tang Muxing let go of him, looking at him with red eyes, "Please don't leave without saying goodbye like today, okay?"

"What if I have someone I like? I won't try to appease you anymore."

He even suspected that Tang Muxing's personality had been spoiled by him, and he was worried about how she could cry so easily.

"You should tell me, okay?"

"Then I like him."

Shu Xian pointed to Lan Qing, who had been sitting to the side.

"He's not right for you, I'll find you someone better."

Not only was Tang Muxing not angry, but she also found him someone even better. Is she really that good?

Is his relationship with him merely one of dependence, not love?

Never mind, I've already explained to him that he only has feelings for me as a friend.

"Crybaby."

"If you cry so much, no one will want you in the future."

As soon as Shu Xian finished speaking, Tang Muxing pursed his lips, his eyes welled up with tears again, and a few pearls were about to fall.

"Okay, okay, someone wants it, someone wants it, stop crying."

Shu Xian hurriedly wiped away his tears and gently coaxed him.

He was truly terrified of him; even with other people around, he would still burst into tears without warning.

"So do you want me?"

Tang Muxing's eyelashes were still wet with tears, and her slightly red eyes looked at him.

"Want to want."

Stop crying, my dear father.