Lin Xingyuan and Yun Yiyou were childhood friends in every sense, but their academic records were worlds apart: one could breeze into a top university, while the other had to work herself to exhaustion just to get into an ordinary university.
Yun Yiyou took it in stride and gave up trying: Brains are something you're born with. What can I do about it?
But as the gap between them became more and more obvious, Yun Yiyou couldn't help getting anxious. She decided to put her imagination to work and write novels for money.
To her surprise, luck was on her side, and her novel became a hit.
Yun Yiyou felt like she could do anything again, so she quickly started another novel while the buzz was still going strong. Then she got stuck, and stayed stuck until she nearly lost her mind.
Her new book was an office romance about rekindling love after a long separation. Yun Yiyou decided to look for inspiration by interning at a company during the summer break of her junior year.
Unfortunately, her direct supervisor turned out to be Lin Xingyuan.
One day, Lin Xingyuan called Yun Yiyou into his office. He looked her up and down, his eyes narrowing slightly, a casual smile playing at the corner of his mouth.
Yun Yiyou kept a perfectly straight face. "Did you need something?"
In her head, she was screaming: That expression would be perfect for a gentle male lead.
Lin Xingyuan raised an eyebrow. "Yun Yiyou, is your eyesight normal?"
Yun Yiyou: This one suits a sharp-tongued second male lead.
Lin Xingyuan continued, "You have time to eat with your ex-boyfriend, but not to bring me those documents?"
Yun Yiyou: ...? This is a little out of character.
Lin Xingyuan: "You're working overtime today."
Yun Yiyou: Now that's more like it... But! Overtime!
Lin Xingyuan was at his wits' end. She escaped back to her desk and was just about to slack off when a message from Lin Xingyuan popped up right on time: Don't think you can sneak out. I'm watching you.
Yun Yiyou sighed, switched to her side account, and decided to heal her soul with praise from her readers.
A friend request popped up on WeChat: "Hi, I'm a huge fan of your books. I really love your novels. Could you please add another chapter? Please, please!"
That profile picture, that WeChat ID...
Yun Yiyou switched accounts and stared at the screen, a crazed smile spreading across her face.
Flirtatious, sharp-tongued childhood friend and boss x seemingly calm writer who is actually dreaming up scenarios nonstop
Theme: It's never too late to fall in love
