I Sell Vegetables, and I’ve Got the Arrogant Big Shot Wrapped Around My Finger

Gu Qinghan is a vegetable seller: handsome, sharp-tongued, and full of schemes. He is always there when the neighbors need him, and so mild-tempered he barely seems to have a temper at all.

No one knows that beneath his striped tank top is a body that crawled out of a mountain of corpses and bloodshed in an arms empire.

Li Yao has amnesia. All he remembers is that he's a big shot.

Now he lives in a cramped apartment block, sleeps on the floor, and gets forced by Gu Qinghan to drink plain rice porridge. He can't win an argument or a fight with him, and he still owes him twenty-three yuan in medical bills.

He says no dog would live in this dump, but his actions tell a different story.

Most of the time, he wishes he could sew Gu Qinghan's mouth shut. But when he sees thugs surrounding him, he instinctively grabs a stick and charges in.

How are they supposed to live like this?

By keeping each other in check.