The Brooding Boss I Keep Is My Patron’s Deadly Rival

(Two-year age gap)

[Mutual Devotion] [Older Woman-Younger Man Romance] [Intense Push and Pull] [Brothers in Conflict]

[Straightforward, money-loving canary & gloomy, calculating younger brother]

The young master of the Mo family is ambushed and goes missing after returning to the country.

Xie Yinhe, the eldest Mo son's kept woman, suddenly becomes the family's new fiancée, brought in to bring him good fortune.

A promotion and a raise: the future is looking bright.

She even finds a handsome man with serious injuries.

When he loses his memory, she simply tells him he is her sugar daddy.

Her sugar daddy keeps her as his canary, while she takes in a handsome stray and keeps him as her boy toy.

He's handsome, obedient, a good cook, and easy on the eyes.

His monthly upkeep costs just 800 yuan.

Xie Yinhe thinks she's struck a fantastic deal.

She gets to be her sugar daddy's lucky fiancée while enjoying the attentions of her pretty-boy housekeeper.

Life is sweet.

Who could have guessed that on the day of the engagement banquet, the pretty boy she'd been keeping at home would transform into the young master of the Mo family!

Wait... she'd been keeping her sugar daddy's younger brother?

And not just any brother: they share a father but not a mother, and they're mortal enemies who won't rest until one of them is dead.

Did Xie Yinhe use up all her luck on this instead of winning the lottery?

And then things get even more terrifying...

The sugar daddy who had always treated her as a stand-in suddenly wants to make their relationship official!

On one side, her sugar daddy is watching her like a hawk, turning their fake relationship real. On the other, there's the gloomy younger brother hiding behind a lamb's skin...

Xie Yinhe: Is it too late to withdraw my money and run?

*

In a dim corner of the hallway, Mo Xingyuan pins Xie Yinhe against the wall, his burning breath enveloping her.

“Now that you have him, are you planning to leave me behind, too, Sis?”

His thin lips press against hers, the warning kiss lingering and caressing:

“You can't escape...”

“From the day you brought me home...”

“I never planned to let you go.”

“I'll cling to you, follow you like a shadow... like a maggot under your skin, until death puts an end to it.”