Matched with Ten Crazy Powerhouses? Good Thing I Can Train Dogs

Staring at ten handsome men, Sang Wan finds herself helplessly getting a nosebleed.

Turn on the lights! Turn them all on!

The gloomy, lovesick Wolf Prince: “Sis, isn’t having me as your dog enough?”

The contemptuous, double-personality ancient dragon: “Hmph! Such filthy things are disgusting.”

(His other personality: “Wan, I’m not enough. Not enough, still not enough.”)

The sweet-on-the-outside, scheming bamboo doctor pushes up his glasses: “Mistress, you smell so good. Can I cut you open?”

The workaholic boss, practically a father figure, tugs at his tie with a hoarse voice: “Come work overtime in my office tonight.”

The boss’s uncle, seated in a wheelchair: “Mistress, I won’t compete. I only hope you’ll spare me a little, just a little.”

The innocent mermaid frantically searches AI: How can I get my mistress’s attention?

The burly panda, cute and obedient on the outside, stares fixedly at Sang Wan’s lips. “Wanna kiss.”

The Grim Reaper, turned into a minion with just two sentences: “Boss, let me massage your legs~”

The pink-haired, pink-eyed, nine-tailed flirtatious fox says nothing, only sends photos: [Pink lace-trimmed apron, nine tails raised.jpg] [Pink butler outfit, head bowed as his master pets his ears.jpg]

The esports teen with a short, textured haircut, the God of Wealth, is locked into a team fight when a message notification pops up: “All of you, shut up!”

[Transferred 10 billion] [Transferred 100 billion] [Transferred 1 trillion]

Sang Wan: Collected all three red envelopes

Sang Wan: “Okay~ Muah~ Love you~”

The other beastmen: “Let’s kill the God of Wealth!”

Seconded, seconded, seconded...

Sang Wan’s hands tremble with fright. “Line up nicely for your kisses~ No fighting, okay!”

The ten big shots: “How about everyone else dies first?”

Everyone is pure.