A Hilarious Life as a Wealthy Family's Stand-In

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*The White Pigment is now underway!!! Go read it right away (///)

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1-

Rumor had it that the eldest young master of the Luo family in the capital was seriously ill.

The Luo family found him someone who looked just like his unattainable first love, so he could fulfill his dearest wish.

When the Luo family approached Huang Yingfan, the girl fell silent for a moment. Then her eyes lit up. What a great deal!

They'd cover my food and clothes, give me money, and, most importantly, I wouldn't have to date anyone!

Huang Yingfan clapped her hands and moved into the Luo family's mansion with her suitcase.

On her first day there, the housekeeper took her to meet the head of the Luo family, the eldest young master's uncle, Luo Yan.

Huang Yingfan was reserved and restrained in every gesture, her expression gentle. She diligently put on a sweet, naive act, but the moment she looked up and saw him, her smile froze on her face.

Wasn't this the man she'd slapped hard at the hot pot restaurant a few days ago?!

He lounged lazily in an armchair, tapping his fingers against the armrest as he watched her with a deep, amused gaze.

"What, can't you greet me?"

Huang Yingfan: "...?"

Heh.

2-

For the sake of her future fortune, Huang Yingfan swallowed her pride and greeted Luo Yan with a smile every day, despite his cheerful, relentless teasing.

One day, in a torrential downpour, her anger got the better of her. When no one else was home, she finally stood on her bedroom balcony and shouted with all her might:

"Luo Yan! You're a damn turtle with a head full of farts!"

The instant the words left her mouth, a black Bentley turned in from the corner.

The person inside lowered the window and gazed at her through the thin veil of rain, his eyes deep and inscrutable. "What did you say I was?"

"..." Huang Yingfan silently swallowed, then stammered, "...I said you're my dad... Do you believe me...?" (┯_┯)

Later, Luo Yan pinned her between the car seats. Snow fell outside as the heater warmed the interior. His coat hung open, and the collar of his navy turtleneck brushed his jaw, setting off his pale complexion.

His thumb stroked her chin. His eyes were pitch-black as he laughed hoarsely. "Come on, look me in the eyes and say it again."

Huang Yingfan stared at him for a while. Then she realized what he meant, rounded her eyes, and said with soft indignation, "What? Are you telling me what to do!"

"..."

[Reading Guide]

* Luo Yan & Huang Yingfan

* Seven-year age gap

* He isn't seriously ill

* The heroine doesn't look like his first love, but she's great at makeup

* Don't expect logic, just have fun~

Please add my upcoming novel The White Pigment to your collection if you come across it. (wipes away tears)

Cool and jaded man x gentle, warm woman

1-

During the summer break of her second year of college, Jiang Yilv's younger brother brought home a classmate who was attending high school tutoring.

The boy wore black from head to toe and had a handsome, rugged face. Only his eyes were different: cold and black, with no warmth when he looked at anyone.

Knowing Lin Xiubai's family situation, Jiang Yilv took meticulous care of him.

The boy was reserved and indifferent but polite and sensible. There was just one thing: he never called her "Big Sister."

Jiang Yilv thought he was simply a brooding person and didn't pay it much mind.

But what she didn't know was that,

in the room on the other side of the wall,

for countless nights, Lin Xiubai gazed at the moon outside his window and placed her name on his tongue, syllable by syllable, savoring it again and again.

2-

Lin Xiubai had never been a good person. He was selfish, cold, and tainted, struggling in the darkness of endless depravity.

But on that dim, tender night when he happened to see her, her soft waist exposed beneath her clothes as the wind lifted the fabric became a sticky dream he'd revisit for a long time.

Long ago, from the moment he first saw her, his desire for her had already begun to spiral out of control.

[White pigment is an art student's lifeblood, and you are my white pigment.]

[Reading Guide]

* Two-year age gap

* The male lead is not an art student

Core message: If you work hard, your dreams will come true!