My name is Gao Huan. I'm twenty-two, and I run a grilled-sausage stall on Jiangcheng's snack street.
In this world, where men are scarce and polyandrous marriage is legal, he could have coasted on his ridiculously handsome looks. But he refused. Every morning at six, he opened his stall and served up his own honey-cumin grilled sausages, flipping ten at once without dropping a single one. He saved every penny for one goal: opening his own snack shop, escaping his alcoholic mother's control, and living a peaceful life without people fighting over him.
Then one day, his mother put him on a matchmaking website.
Four women showed up at his stall at the same time. Su Qian, a gentle and reserved HR director, had secretly loved him for ten years and feared someone would trick him away. Jiang Yuwei, a bubbly and clingy heiress, had more than a thousand photos of him on her phone. Wei Qing, a tough-talking but soft-hearted bar owner, turned a supply contract into a pledge to protect him. And Mu Rongxue, his forceful and devoted childhood friend, had only ever had eyes for him in all these years.
Gao Huan stood in the middle, his sausage tongs frozen in midair. “I'll pay you back. The engagement is off. How many sausages do you want?”
From a street stall surrounded by would-be suitors to the online sensation Huan's Snacks, from carefully written IOUs to partners building a business side by side, this is a story of people finding their way to one another amid the bustle of everyday life. No one is anyone else's accessory. Each of them protects the people they cherish in their own way.
Four women, one sausage stall, and a pair of hands used only to flip sausages: this isn't about being forced to accept anyone, but about choosing each other wholeheartedly.
It's a bit unnatural. Every time the heroine explains about the bride price, there will be a suitor who will cause trouble.