I Gave Up a Million-Dollar Salary, and Three Powerful Men Won't Leave Me Alone

At twenty-eight, Bai Wei “fired” herself from her position as a director at an internet company on the verge of going public.

To outsiders, she had gone crazy: a million-yuan salary, stock options in hand, and financial freedom just six months away.

Only she knew how many late-night coffees, swallowed grievances, and hidden tears it had taken to reach that position. What suffocated her even more was realizing she was slowly becoming the very kind of person she used to despise: polished, cold, calculating, and willing to put even love on a scale and weigh it.

On the day she quit, she deleted every work group chat and flew back to her hometown in Jiangnan.

The qipao shop her mother had run for thirty years was her real starting point.

Here, silk thread became her new “code,” and fabric her new “data.” She put her internet-industry expertise in supply-chain management and user analysis to work, turning a little shop on an old street into a legend with a waiting list for online orders.

But she never could have imagined...

The icy former boss who once accused her of “having nothing in her heart but work” now followed her to the town, stood outside the qipao shop, and offered the clumsy excuse, “My grandmother wants a qipao made.”

Her childhood friend, who had grown up by her side, saw her working late into the night and brought her a bowl of hot soup, concern hidden in his eyes.

Then there was the mysterious man who suddenly appeared in her life. His every gesture radiated refinement, yet he said that when she wore a qipao, she “looked like she had stepped out of another time, impossible to look away from.”

Three powerful men, three tangled relationships.

How did a former director who only wanted to quietly make qipaos end up being driven crazy by all this attention?