How Do I Get Rid of the Moody Little Green Tea I Bought?

[Sweet romance + she seems like the older sister and he's like a puppy, but really she's the wolf and he's the rabbit] [Brash girl novelist x a green-tea, brooding ghost who's a master of putting on an act] After being betrayed by her ex-boyfriend and best friend, Zhao Conghuan got drunk and made the boldest, most absurd decision of her life: "Would you... be interested in providing some services in exchange for something of equal value?" In the bar's hazy light, a young man covered in wounds leaned against the wall with a cigarette between his teeth. A faint smile appeared on his handsome, aloof face, making the curve of his lips look almost wicked. "Something of equal value?" Zhao Conghuan steeled herself. "You provide the physical effort, and I... provide the money." - Zhao Conghuan thought she was paying ten thousand a month to keep a poor, miserable young man. But who could have guessed that a month later, the stocks he'd suggested she buy would soar, bringing her a six-figure profit in one go? Two months in, he accompanied her abroad to gather material for her new book. When they happened upon a street robbery, he took the gun from the robber in a few moves and expertly shot the hand that had touched her. Then, in the third month, Zhao Conghuan happened to hear a missing-person notice: [The wealthy Zhuang family of Beicheng is offering a public reward for information about their missing young master, Zhuang Xun. Rumor has it that Zhuang Xun was sent to a psychiatric sanatorium for treatment due to his antisocial personality. Before escaping, he accidentally injured his older brother, rupturing his internal organs...] Zhao Conghuan looked at the Zhuang Xun beside her, whose name sounded the same as the young master's but used a different character, and thought: No way, right? No way? Fortunately, the period they had agreed on was almost over. To avoid trouble, Zhao Conghuan decided not to continue. "There's some money on this card. Take it and go." The young man's pale fingers casually played with the bank card she had handed him. A strange, amused smile curled at his lips. "Sis, was I too easygoing before?" He leaned in and trapped her in his arms, murmuring leisurely, "You don't get to decide when this ends between us." - Also known as "The Years I Mistook a Dangerous Hound for a Bar's Tragic Top Host and Kept Him by My Side" Theme: Healing each other