01
Jiang Nanyun had slacked her way through four years of college and barely earned a bachelor's degree. After a brutal breakup, she had finally pulled herself together and stepped into the working world, only to enjoy the first beauty dividend of her life that very day:
She got a part-time cleaning job at Jiang Huaixu's home.
Yes, Jiang Huaixu was so spoiled that even his part-time cleaners had to meet his beauty standards.
He had even poached Jiang Nanyun on the spot through a direct hire.
Jiang Nanyun stared blankly for a while at the narrow, swaying waist in front of her, then slowly looked up at the employer who was two heads taller than she was.
So tall! So beautiful!
02
Once she started the job, Jiang Nanyun felt like she'd been conned. In the enormous villa, she was like a brick, moved wherever she was needed.
They had agreed on three hours of cleaning a day, so why did her employer keep offering more money and more hours to make her stay late?
The pay was good, sure...
But her employer was so strange...
Jiang Nanyun silently ignored her employer's twitching eyes, his round backside swaying so much when he walked it might as well reach the horizon, and the door he'd accidentally left ajar while changing...
It wasn't until Jiang Huaixu had once again pretended to be weak and leaned dramatically into her arms that Jiang Nanyun finally couldn't help asking sincerely:
"Boss, do you have histrionic personality disorder?"
Jiang Huaixu: ...?
03
Jiang Huaixu had gone to great lengths just to make Jiang Nanyun notice him once. His tail hadn't even had time to shoot up in the air before he hummed a tune and opened the door, only to hear her speaking sweetly on the phone.
"No... That's not what I meant... You have a great figure..."
Jiang Huaixu instantly exploded. He yanked off his robe belt and flung it away, strode over on his long legs, and blocked Jiang Nanyun's path. Taking her hand, he guided it up and down his body, thoroughly feeling himself all over.
"Is my figure not good? You were staring at me yesterday, and now you don't want to take responsibility?"
He sounded pitiful and plaintive, with a few tears clinging to his lashes, not quite falling. His beautiful face was utterly heartbreaking.
Jiang Nanyun blinked. Just looking meant she had to take responsibility?
Jiang Huaixu demurred. "You could touch and kiss me, too... But then you have to take responsibility for me..."
Jiang Nanyun sighed and accepted her fate, carrying Jiang Huaixu, who had gone limp in her arms, toward the bathroom. The person in her arms kept whimpering and rubbing against her, like a cat that could never get enough.
In the instant before she was suddenly pulled into the bathtub, she had only one thought:
Overtime again.
[Reader's Guide]
1. Gender bender
2. Four men pursuing one woman
3. Height difference: 153 cm × 192 cm
Theme: When flowers are ready to be picked, pick them