After Reincarnating as a Short-Lived Spy, I Won Over the Villain

Reincarnated as a doomed spy, Su Wan’s rule for survival is simple: make Shen Jue believe she’s more useful alive.

She opens a shop, draws maps, and passes along “harmless intelligence,” carefully maintaining her cover.

Until he pins her against a bloodstained desk, his scorching breath burning her earlobe.

“Your ledgers are spotless, your pastries are sweet, and your paintings… are quite distinctive.”

“But this,” he says, his fingertip tracing her chest and making her shiver, “what exactly are you hiding?”

Su Wan knows she’s fooled the mission and the enemy, but she’s close to being unable to fool this man’s eyes, or her own increasingly uncontrollable heartbeat.