One day, Jiang Anchi found a photo of his boyfriend with his nemesis, Fang Huai, on his boyfriend's phone. It had been saved in a separate album, as if it were something precious.
Jiang Anchi suddenly remembered that Fang Huai had returned to the country just half a month ago. He had seen him a couple of days earlier, and Fang Huai had found his coughing annoying and tossed him a coat. It was still sitting in the laundry hamper.
He immediately went to check, and found a condom in the coat pocket.
Jiang Anchi was sure Fang Huai was trying to seduce his boyfriend. Just as he expected, it wasn't long before he got dumped. His boyfriend said he couldn't forget his first love.
So he'd only been dumped because he wasn't good enough. To win his boyfriend back, Jiang Anchi would stop at nothing to claw his way to the top. He would become the company's biggest shareholder and the chairman of Jiang Group.
But Fang Huai seemed to have it in for him. For no apparent reason, he started helping the cousin who was competing with Jiang Anchi for the chairmanship to fight for shares.
To deal with this lunatic, Jiang Anchi worked day and night, panting after every few steps. Even when his asthma flared up, he had no time to go to the hospital. Fang Huai laughed at him when he saw him like that. "Wouldn't it be better to stay home and take it easy?"
Jiang Anchi gave him a polite smile. "If I stay home, will you support me, darling?"
But the next day, Fang Huai sent him proof of his assets.
Jiang Anchi stared at the phone screen, scrolling and scrolling without reaching the bottom, and asked his assistant, "Do you think he's trying to provoke me?"
Assistant: ...
Heaven rewards hard work. Jiang Anchi defeated his worthless cousin and Fang Huai, who had too much time on his hands, and became the group's largest shareholder. But just as he was about to become chairman of Jiang Group, his grandfather had him committed to a psychiatric hospital.
After escaping from the hospital, he couldn't remember much. All he saw was a handsome man glaring at him, eyes bloodshot.
The man asked him, "Jiang Anchi, do you still remember saying that when we grew up, you'd marry me?"
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A possessive, clean-freak gong who embodies cutthroat corporate culture and has a chaotic mind
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A self-deprecating, self-righteous, gloomy shou who fights back
Dissociative identity disorder, asthma, PTSD, amnesia, medication dependence, and all sorts of other illnesses, big and small. (Probably, anyway. There might be changes once the outline is finished.)
Reader's guide:
1. A sickly, unhinged gong; an indulgent gong-protection kink story. Some plot points are there to put the gong through the wringer. No coddling, no coyness, no character slander. Extreme character fans, please stay away (important). If this isn't your thing, please don't read.
2. The shou changes. Jiang is the gong, Fang is the shou, and there is also a disposable shou, Qi, who has quite a bit of story time. Please take note if that bothers you. The shous clash in the early chapters, then develop mutual feelings later. The romance is one-on-one, but there is a one-sided love-triangle situation where the shou targets a supporting character, and another early love-triangle situation where the gong targets the shou. Please don't read if these bother you. The first-love setup may or may not be included; that depends on the outline.
3. Lots of gong-focused content. The gong is sickly but not weak, and may randomly unlock scenes of him going berserk and swinging a wine bottle at someone. Who takes charge in bed depends on his physical condition at the time.
4. Feel free to discuss the plot, but no writing advice or personal attacks. No need to announce if you're dropping the story. Love life, be civil online, and let's all do our part to clean up the internet.
Theme: The world is beautiful.
