I Want Both the Diamonds and Him

The main story is complete, and the extras are still updating. [Next story: The Days I Pretended to Be a Robot at the CEO's House. Please add it to your favorites.] My cousin married into a wealthy family and got unbearably smug. “Zhizhi, take it from me: when it comes to finding a partner, you have to know your place...” Jiang Zhi kept a straight face and casually pointed. “See that? That's Mr. Zhou from MK Group. Yesterday, he proposed to me with a ten-carat diamond ring, and I turned him down because ten carats is too small.” Her cousin: Sure, keep bragging. Someone who loved stirring up trouble went over to the man. “I heard you proposed to that girl yesterday with a ten-carat diamond ring and she turned you down?” The man glanced over calmly and replied, “That was my mistake. Please tell her a new batch of diamonds just came out of South Africa. I've sent the pictures to her phone. She can tell me which one she likes.” [Next story. See the author's profile.] The Days I Pretended to Be a Robot at the CEO's House He Dongsheng has recently started thinking that there's something strange about the robots in his house. They sneak cake from the fridge in the middle of the night, secretly look at his phone, and even toss his orange cat out into the garden. Whenever he gets close, they blush and shout, “Charging malfunction!”... In the end, one of them even beat up the woman he was planning to date over a trivial disagreement. Girlfriend: Are you making her leave, or am I? He Dongsheng: I spent tens of billions on her. After his girlfriend left, He Dongsheng couldn't help feeling he'd lost out. He flipped through the manual and rubbed his chin. Since she scared off his future girlfriend, why not let her warm his bed for now? * The thing Ji Ranran regrets most in her life is agreeing to pretend to be the robot her younger brother developed at an investor's home, all for twenty thousand yuan. For a whole month, she couldn't eat snacks or use the bathroom, and had to put up with the investor's nasty cat picking on her. Worst of all, that ill-tempered, stern-faced employer actually carried her to bed and said he wanted her to warm it for him. Fine, she'd warm it. But why were his hands on her butt? Theme: