You’ve Stolen My Heart

Huo Yaoyao transmigrated into the body of a brothel owner.

The previous owner had been cheated for three years, owed fifty thousand taels, and hadn't paid her staff in three months.

The creditors were coming to seize the brothel the next day.

Looking at the chubby woman in the mirror, she started losing weight, making money, and training the girls.

Three months later, her brothels had spread throughout the capital.

She thought that from then on, all she had to do was make money.

She never expected people to start throwing themselves into her arms.

The first was a junior minister at the Court of Judicial Review. He came for tea every day, and after a month, he finally said, "It takes half the capital to get from the Court of Judicial Review to your place. I come here every day. Have you ever wondered why?"

The second was the son of the richest man in the land. The first time they met, he slapped down ten thousand taels. "Boss Huo, I want to invest." As their business went on, he said, "Just think of me as a backup, all right?"

The third had kept watch over her in secret for twenty years, covered in wounds and too afraid to show himself. When she asked him why, he said, "I was afraid you'd blame me."

The fourth sat in a wheelchair, a smile on his pale face as he stared at her. "They all want to get into your arms. As luck would have it, so do I."

Huo Yaoyao looked at the four men:

All of you want to be in my arms...

But with so many of you, is there room for everyone?