I Quit My Job to Open a Shop and Picked Up a Tycoon Husband

[Both inexperienced in love + Workplace push-and-pull + Hidden big shot × Clear-headed, adorable heroine + Off-the-charts chemistry]

Lu Siyan, the terrifying king of the capital’s social scene, is worth hundreds of billions yet suffers from severe insomnia. Disguised as a broke repairman, he retreats to a creative park to recuperate.

He thinks he’ll finally have some peace, but the adorable new boss next door, Jiang Nanyou, throws him off balance.

During a power outage, he repairs the breaker in an oil-stained sleeveless undershirt, his raw magnetism impossible to ignore. She hands him a tissue, her fingertips seemingly brushing his abs as if by accident.

A fortune-teller says his romantic luck is stirring. Far away in the capital, the old man of the Lu family scoffs: “That wooden stick, so devoted to a quiet life, is going to chase a woman? Pigs will fly first!”

Until one day, a spy snaps a photo: in front of a dimly lit antique clock, the usually ruthless Mr. Lu has one hand around Jiang Nanyou’s soft waist, kissing her with a mix of dominance and restraint, as if savoring a priceless treasure.

The spy is horrified: “I shouldn’t be looking! Why does Mr. Lu kiss like a wolf devouring meat?”

She thinks he’s just a poor boy who needs protecting, never realizing she has already become dessert in a top predator’s lair.

No sickly-sweet tricks, no misunderstandings with scheming rivals.

Lu Siyan: “The flowers are blooming in the park, Mrs. Lu. It’s time we got our marriage license.”