Career-focused + irresistible to everyone + face-slapping + beauty makeover and comeback
At our graduation party, I held a love letter and confessed to the campus heartthrob, but he spat in my face in front of everyone: “With that lizard face, you think you deserve to like me?”
The whole room burst into laughter. I chewed up the letter and swallowed it, then rushed into the stormy night and into a ruined temple. In exchange for a lifetime of marriage, I traded for beauty worthy of the gods.
I went to South Korea and forged cosmetic surgery records, then worked hard to master fashion and makeup. Six months later, I returned home with a new identity and landed a job at a top company.
The classmates who used to copy my homework and call me ugly became interns under my command. The heartthrob who had humiliated me in public now humbly raised a glass to me at a banquet, begging for a chance to work together.
My career took off, and I trampled everyone who had looked down on me on my way to the top. But I forgot the gods’ curse: if I ever truly fell in love, I would suffer divine retribution.
When the man who had sincerely devoted himself to me, only to end up bankrupt and drowning in debt, knelt before me, I finally understood that beauty was never a gift without a price.
But so what?
Love isn’t everything. My career is the only thing I can truly rely on!
