A gloomy, possessive, obsessive young master × a purehearted, naive, face-blind demon
Kong Zhi was a purehearted white peacock demon who couldn't recognize faces. Three hundred years ago, a young man saved her, and she became so devoted to repaying him that she entered the mortal world for that purpose alone.
On the day she joined the Shen Group, she walked straight into Shen Jing's gentle golden aura and mistook a drifting duckweed for a place to call home.
The Demon Administration Bureau had said her benefactor had a golden aura and a small mole between his brows.
On her very first day at work, she ran into her boss Shen Jing: golden aura, mole, benefactor!
So she brought him meals, shielded him from drinks, stayed late with him, and memorized his likes and dislikes, a complete package of gratitude repayment.
The whole company: A nepo hire throwing herself at the young master. Shameless.
Shen Jing: The new girl has pretty crude tricks.
Kong Zhi: Is he complimenting me?
Shen Jing comfortably enjoyed her devotion, stringing her along while pining for his own unattainable love. In private, he mocked her as frivolous.
From then on, the whole company watched her become a laughingstock.
They watched her throw herself at him, read too much into things, and willingly become a backup for his unattainable love, cheap and pathetic, wildly ambitious and utterly deluded.
No one knew that every night she happened to run into Shen Jing's gloomy, reclusive younger brother, Shen Yu.
She would expertly offer him warm water, straighten his collar, and say, "I'll always be here with you."
Shen Yu's face turned cold. "Are you like this with my brother during the day, too?"
To the naive, sincerely kind girl, Shen Yu saw nothing but feigned affection and mockery, a calculated game of playing hard to get. He was wary of everyone and hated his older brother.
He watched her favor someone else for years, bitterness surging through him as jealousy took root. His words were sharp and distant, but in secret, he cleared every storm from her path.
He hated her foolish devotion, hated that she mistook another's feelings for true affection, and hated himself even more for repeatedly losing his composure over this shallow, scheming woman.
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