After Moving In Together by Agreement, the CEO Put Me on a Pedestal

[Ongoing Novel: The Wild and Unruly Demon Lord Is Too Hard to Handle] [Next Novel: Transmigrated as the Six Realms' Top Soul Artist] [After Becoming a God, I Pretended to Be a Tea-Green Bitch in a Perilous Realm (Infinite)] Check the author's profile for advance reservations. Blurbs are at the very bottom.

Blurb:

When Zhong Wen escaped from a brothel, he swore that even if he had to dig three feet into the ground, he would find the so-called friend who had sold him into that den of vice and castrate him!

He had lofty ambitions, but when he patted his pockets, they were empty. Zhong Wen looked at the black, see-through "work uniform" on his body and fretted all day. He couldn't exactly go looking for temporary work dressed this seductively, could he?

Just as he was feeling down, he got a scam call. A spark of inspiration flashed through his mind, and his heart started pounding.

I'll only con someone this once. I'll pay it back when I have money. That doesn't make me morally bankrupt, right?

Later, when a certain CEO bit his ear, Zhong Wen's mind went blank. "Bro... you've got it all wrong!"

Chi Huai acted as if he hadn't heard him and devoured him until not a bone was left.

Damn it! I only sell my art, not my body!

Reader's Guide:

1. This story has sound values. The male lead breaks no laws and doesn't cheat anyone.

2. A scheming, big-hearted fake con artist bottom x a wealthy, genuinely crafty top.

3. Original title: After Conning My Way Around, I Struck It Rich

4. This is a sweet romance.

5. The author updates diligently.

Ongoing Novel: The Wild and Unruly Demon Lord Is Too Hard to Handle

Feng Baiji thinks he has the worst luck. He was pushed onto the throne of Demon Lord at a young age, and having to listen to the elders lecture him every day is more annoying than wearing a foot-binding cloth!

The elders think they have terrible luck too. They have poured their hearts and souls into supporting him, yet he still does whatever he wants and neglects his duties as Demon Lord. His accession ceremony is fast approaching, but this lump of mud still refuses to stick to the wall! So the people of the demon realm try a different way to provoke him:

"I heard the Demon King has taken in a foster son, a peerless snow phoenix, a lofty beauty of unparalleled grace. Unlike our Demon Lord... sigh!"

"I heard this foster son is a once-in-a-millennium genius, a rare talent with extraordinary gifts. And then there's our Demon Lord... sigh! Sigh!!"

Feng Baiji: ??? What kind of bird is so precious?!

That very night, Feng Baiji sneaks into the demon realm, intending to take a look at this "bird" and restore the demon world's reputation!

But the "bird" is completely unimpressed. Faced with the young, accomplished, dashing Demon Lord, he offers only one word: "Get lost!!"

The Demon Lord still refuses to give up: Let me ride you once at my accession ceremony, and I'll leave right away!

Next Novel: Transmigrated as the Six Realms' Top Soul Artist. Check the author's profile for advance reservations.

Blurb:

The moment Duan Nanzhou opened his eyes, he was completely bewildered.

Not only had he transmigrated into an angsty novel about lovers who hurt each other, but the original character was also a tiger cub bottom who shared his name.

Thinking of how the tiger cub in the book spent his whole life loving someone who would never love him back, forced to paint rainbows and stars by day and abused by the person he loved at night until his spirit was extinguished, Duan Nanzhou clenched his cheeks. No way was he letting that happen!

He tried to climb out the window under cover of night, only to find a pair of sinister eyes glaring fiercely at him.

"You really have no heart."

Bai Qi's words were full of hatred, but Duan Nanzhou somehow heard three parts restraint and seven parts loneliness in them. His brain short-circuited, and he blurted out, "Of course I have a heart. It's full of you, and I'll never regret loving you, even in death!"

To prove he meant it, Duan Nanzhou held Bai Qi all night long.

Looking at Bai Qi, covered in red marks from where he'd been bitten, Duan Nanzhou couldn't tell if this was a blessing or a curse.

He sprawled softly on top of Bai Qi and wagged his tail. "I didn't mean to. Does it still hurt?"

Next Novel: After Becoming a God, I Pretended to Be a Tea-Green Bitch in a Perilous Realm (Infinite). Check the author's profile and please reserve it in advance.

Blurb:

As Xi Ke lay dying in a pool of blood, he saw a top spinning and dancing strangely toward him. An ethereal dance tune echoed endlessly in his ears:

"As long as the top spins, the world will not perish. If it does not perish, you die. If it perishes, you come back to life..."

His soul was sucked in by the dancing blood-red top and carried into a perilous realm. The System was cold and cruel, refusing to reveal even the slightest hint of the rules. Its only purpose was to make the devouring of souls seem perfectly justified.

Xi Ke cursed, "Is this what they mean when they say good people never get rewarded?"

The System gave a mocking laugh. "Congratulations, you got it right. Too bad there's no prize."

He thought he was just struggling at death's door, but unexpectedly discovered that he was ridiculously powerful, with a whole crowd of people fighting each other for the chance to stay alive by his side.

One day, while Xi Ke was taking a group through another trial as usual, he ran into a powerful big shot.

Xi Ke: That was terrifying just now. My legs are too weak to walk. Will you carry me?

Xiao Ye: You, with your imposing presence, are afraid?

Xi Ke immediately grabbed his leg. "Help! The monster's back!"

The people following Xi Ke: ...Show-offs get struck by lightning!

Theme: The story of going from an unknown nobody to a singing sensation after surviving against all odds