Pretending to Be a Pretty Airhead, I Flirted with My Nemesis Online and Got Found Out

(I sabotaged every relationship you had and drove away everyone who pursued you. After 7,200 days of knowing each other, you finally became mine. I went from being your brother to your boyfriend, and it took me 20 years.)

[Sweet younger guy, devoted and exclusive romance, fake-enemies-to-lovers, mildly coercive and twisted]

[Important: No stand-in plot. A sweet bedtime read. Please don't read if it's not your thing. Be respectful. Online dating is secondary; romance is the focus.]

[Calculating, deeply devoted, possessive, jealous, pure-hearted top X smooth-talking, fussy little liar of a beauty bottom]

To get back at his childhood friend for always ruining his relationships, Xu Wenyan became a “sweet little fangirl” online.

He never expected the poker-faced guy to be so innocent, or so loaded that he'd send money at the slightest excuse.

Who could tell the difference between him and the God of Wealth?

Smooth-talking Xu Wenyan rested his chin in his hand and smiled sweetly:

“Big brother, I love you most!”

“Talking about money ruins the mood. Just keep me company, big brother.”

“I only let you see this, big brother.”

After his scheme backfired, Xu Wenyan tugged at the dress he was wearing and bitterly regretted everything. Wen Rangchen, you absolute pervert.

But Wen Rangchen was perfectly satisfied. He gently wiped the moisture from the corner of Xu Wenyan's eye and murmured, “Baby, why don't you call me big brother anymore?”

Wen Rangchen was a born winner. He'd seen countless beauties, but none had ever stirred his heart.

There was only one person he desired.

The girl in his phone named “Yanyan” had dark hair and pink lips. She was sweet and adorable, and had no idea she'd let her fox's tail show.

He played along, drawing her into his arms through the game. Clear-eyed, he fell into an obvious trap, willingly bowing his head for love.

From then on, he stopped lying low and began passionately pursuing the rose he'd raised with his own hands in the palm of his hand.

In private, Wen Rangchen, a jealous, possessive mad dog of a lovesick fool, declared: “Baby, even when you slap me, it's the greatest gift I could ever receive.”