This is not a proper novel. Decent people, don’t click. It has a twisted outlook on life, so don’t let it lead you astray. Think for yourself.
When Jiang Mo, the aloof darling of the financial world, mistakes the down-and-out musical prodigy She Shishi for a sex worker at a convenience store on a rainy night and “generously” offers five hundred yuan for an hour of her time, She Shishi’s inner monologue is: This man is devastatingly handsome, but his brain must have been fed to the dogs!
Desperate to raise money for her seriously ill father’s medical bills, She Shishi grits her teeth and accepts the absurd job that pays “five hundred an hour”: tuning Jiang Mo’s priceless antique piano. From then on, the top CEO’s private music room becomes a battleground of forced flirtation.
He’s sharp-tongued and demanding; she’s sweet on the surface but sharp underneath. He presses her at every turn, but the tremor of his fingertips on the keys is nothing compared to the pounding of their hearts when their eyes meet. He thinks she’s a schemer who deliberately got close to him; she’s convinced he’s a narcissistic capitalist.
A “business arrangement” that begins with money and a misunderstanding unexpectedly composes a romantic melody through music and verbal sparring. When the truth comes to light, how will these two people from vastly different worlds overcome their prejudices and find a heartbeat that belongs only to them amid the bustle of the city?
[A stubborn, strong-willed piano tuner x a financial tycoon who says one thing and means another. Intense forced flirtation and push-pull, with swoon-worthy moments at every turn. Packed with highlights, so don’t overthink it. This is not a proper novel, and decent people shouldn’t click. It’s wild and explosive, for readers of any gender, with twists galore. Come on in!]
