Showbiz: I'm a Mortician, and I Do Boss Yang's Makeup

Boss Yang: I slept with a strange man. He was pretty good, and I want to keep him.

But first, he has to pamper me like a princess.

Boss Yang: I don’t want to wash my face. Could you do it for me?

Chen Fan nods, gets up, wets a towel, and gently wipes her face.

Boss Yang: I don’t want to get dressed. Could you help me?

Chen Fan takes a black spaghetti-strap dress from the suitcase and puts it on Boss Yang.

Boss Yang: I have to go back to the office later. You can do makeup too, right?

Chen Fan opens the suitcase and begins shaving and applying makeup for Boss Yang.

Boss Yang: You’re so good at taking care of women. You haven’t dated a lot of girlfriends, have you?

Chen Fan takes a rose and places it against Boss Yang’s chest.

“No. I’m just a mortician.”

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.