I, Zhang Xiaoyu, have never been a woman in need of a man. My men were all fostered in the arms of others, until one day...
A bewilderedly handsome city god stepped down from the altar and said to me: "Please fall in love with me."
Well, love is okay, but why do you want to possess a woman who is more beautiful than me?
Then, a stupidly handsome boss of the black society smashed my lucky cat with an axe, and said to the city god: "Brother, there are two ways: either you fall in love with me, or I fall in love with her."
Which bastard math teacher asked this multiple-choice question? Meow, why do I have so many problems in my relationship?