[I’m a sucker for this stuff and love reading it + lighthearted comedy + witty and fun + scheming domineering CEO + sharp-tongued heroine + mutual devotion + sweet romance]
Lin Nuonuo had only gone to the Matchmaker Temple to pray for a passionate romance. The next day, a death notebook appeared beside her pillow.
According to the instructions, if she wrote down someone’s real name, that person would die naturally within thirty minutes, without anyone knowing why.
Wait.
I prayed to find a partner yesterday. Why did the Matchmaker give me a death notebook instead of a red string leading to a handsome guy?
Does he expect me to write the names of every woman in the world? Then I’d have a chance to become the darling of all the men in the world!
Matchmaker, you deadbeat! Come out and fight me one-on-one!
I’m a law-abiding citizen. How could I do something like that?
Well, but... um...
I’m just asking, okay...
That influencer who was pestering Jin Sinuo at our company a couple of days ago, the one with a face so pointy it could be used as a bottle opener.
What was her real name again?
