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Yin Zhaoqing went from being a radio host to a model, trading a living earned with his voice for one earned with his looks.

After learning who his biological parents were, his grandmother brought him back to his mother’s family on the mainland to claim his heritage. And so, the small-town academic from the rural south of Taiwan became, overnight, the legendary young master of the capital.

His grandmother was a wealthy, open-minded little old lady, with a mansion and luxury cars at her disposal. She felt deeply guilty about losing touch with Yin Zhaoqing for so many years, and doted on him.

When she learned about his sexual orientation, she called over seven men for him to choose from. They were all reasonably handsome, had achieved some success in their careers, and were a good match for him.

Yin Zhaoqing: Grandma, isn’t that a bit much? How am I supposed to handle them all!

Grandma: I’m old and past my prime. I can’t protect you for much longer, and your idiot father is about to get out of prison. You need someone to lean on. What’s wrong with having a few people to rely on?!

Yin Zhaoqing thought his grandmother made a good point. But he was even bolder, fearless in his youth.

So he put aside the seven carefully chosen men and turned to flirt with the younger uncle of the Wei family, longtime friends of his own family.

The younger uncle outranked all seven candidates.

He was steady and honest, had sworn off love, and was still a first-timer in his thirties. Rumor had it he was a Buddhist ascetic in Beijing’s social circle.

When Yin Zhaoqing first heard the nickname, he laughed so hard he nearly choked, then started shamelessly flirting with him, treating it like a game.

He never expected to actually set the man’s passion alight.

The fire spread right into the bedroom.

Yin Zhaoqing had planned to quit while he was ahead and make a clean getaway, but fate kept throwing them together, and one mishap followed another.

Objectively speaking, the younger uncle was great in bed and a good person, too. Sure, he was a little old, but he was handsome and mature, rich, easygoing, and there wasn’t a single thing Yin Zhaoqing could fault him for.

So what else was there to say? He was going to win him over!

Just as their pretend romance was about to become real, Wei Yingzhe still wouldn’t take that final step.

Playing hard to get? No way!

Yin Zhaoqing slammed his hand on the table and called him out.

Yin Zhaoqing: Damn it, you old pervert! You keep taking me and enjoying me, so why won’t you be with me?

He was so angry he got drunk and made a scene. When he woke up, he saw three messages on his phone.

The first one.

Wei Yingzhe: Sweetheart... Did your stomach hurt after drinking so much?

Yin Zhaoqing sneered, thinking, What’s it to you? Don’t change the subject!

The second one.

Wei Yingzhe: I can’t hear.

Wasn’t that common knowledge? What a useless thing to say.

The third one.

Wei Yingzhe: I’m completely unworthy of you. ╥﹏╥

Yin Zhaoqing: ????

His anger vanished in an instant.

(0Д0?!!) What?

How could that be?

The Love Forecast from the Sweetheart Weather Station predicts

Tomorrow: rain giving way to sunshine!

Brash, gorgeous model young master bottom who gets away with anything thanks to his looks vs. devoted, taciturn deaf husband top who takes care of everything

Older man, 24 vs. 31, handsome top and beautiful bottom, cast-off heir vs. powerful patriarch

Reader’s Guide:

1v1, both are virgins and each other’s first love. Insecure top, top spoils bottom.

Sex first, love later.

[The blurb was rejected by the reviewers, so I’ve made a few changes. Use your imagination.]

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