[Sunny, high-energy cosplayer × slightly unhinged, secretly flirtatious male art-circle big shot]
[He’s secretly in love with her + both are inexperienced + secret identity exposed + deliberate reunion after a long separation + lighthearted, funny daily life + sweet romance + HE]
Jing Mi had been in a relationship before, but it ended badly.
From then on, she vowed never to suffer for love again.
But the new director kept making advances toward her.
She could only stare in disbelief.
Dear heavens, is it really so hard to just keep my head down and be a wage slave?
Then came that night of torrential rain.
The warm yellow light in the hallway cast an intimate glow. Kang Tingyu took the woman’s hand, and all he got in return was her dazzling silhouette as she walked away, impossible to take his eyes off.
The emotions churning in his eyes were ready to burst their banks. After a long pause, he finally said softly,
“I can cosplay with you, take your photos, and help with post-production. You can even use my face to practice makeup. So, wouldn’t it be better to choose me?”
His voice was like a soft feather, brushing gently over her whole body. Jing Mi’s heart raced, and she didn’t know what to do.
His words seemed like a magic potion. The moment Jing Mi turned around, she found herself agreeing as if bewitched.
It wasn’t long before Jing Mi realized just how badly she’d misjudged things.
At last, the locked old room opened. The woman stared in a daze at the walls, covered from end to end with portraits of herself.
Then Jing Mi spotted Kang Tingyu in a corner, messaging her through another account. The owner of that account was a close friend she had always gotten along with.
Before Jing Mi could sort out her jumbled thoughts, a whisper sounded beside her ear. It was flat and cold, as if steeped in icy water, yet every word clung to her, sinisterly teasing her eardrum.
“So, you finally know.”
