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Food blogger Lan Nian was exploited by a shady agency until he lost his money and ruined his voice. Saddled with an astronomical contract penalty, his life was utterly miserable.

Then, quite unexpectedly, he was hired as a private chef by Shen Yichen, the head of the infamous Shen family in City A.

He thought he was about to enjoy a wonderful life of sudden wealth. Instead, he had fallen into another wolf’s den, and his peaceful, comfortable days turned chaotic all over again.

Shen Yichen had a terrible temper and a sharp tongue. Of the eight hundred tricks up his sleeve, seven hundred and ninety-nine seemed to be devoted to bullying Lan Nian.

So Lan Nian had no choice but to take out his little notebook and record every single grudge.

Day XX, rainy. Shen Yichen was picky about his food and found fault with me again. I hope he eats properly starting tomorrow!

-The next day, Boss Shen stopped picking at the ginger, stopped turning up his nose at cilantro, and took a bite of fish mint. "This is delicious!"

Day XX, cloudy. Shen Yichen scared me in the middle of the night. Shen Yichen, I'm awake now. Do you think you can sleep?

-That night, Boss Shen won himself a whole night of insomnia.

Day XX, light snow. Please, Shen Yichen (crossed out), husband, could you show a little restraint! (The entire passage crossed out)

-Shen Yichen: Stop writing. It might hurt our relationship.

-Lan Nian: Get lost! (ノ`Д)ノ

A sharp-tongued, tough-looking, softhearted, secretly pure and devoted top × a reserved, deeply affectionate, seemingly delicate beauty bottom with formidable fighting skills

#A peaceful, cozy slice-of-life about family and everyday affairs

#Both are very good at spoiling each other, monogamous and devoted

#The bottom's voice will be healed later on. He is not mute

Coming soon: The Kindhearted God I Found by the Roadside

Blurb: Wu Yueming is a junior deity who isn't much use to anyone. Apart from being pretty enough to serve as a lucky mascot, he's useless at everything else, making him a bit of a dead weight. His supervising immortal can no longer drag this burden around, so he sends Wu Yueming down to the mortal realm to keep doing good deeds, build up merit, and increase his magic power.

With no other choice, Wu Yueming packs his bags and squats at a busy city intersection, looking for people in need of help.

After eighty-one rounds of interviews, Wu Yueming picks Yun Jian, a "max-level human."

He's handsome, tall, fair-skinned, and fit, a college student with a cool, composed air and an outstanding presence. He's also incredibly smart. His only flaw is that his life is far too hard.

"Great, you're the one!"

The little deity Wu Yueming secretly follows Yun Jian home, ready to show off his skills as a helpful house spirit.

He never imagined that, after spending so long as a god, he wouldn't know how to do anything. His housework is a complete disaster, and he only causes Yun Jian more trouble.

A Host can't be changed during a mission. Wu Yueming can't leave even if he wants to, so every day he mopes around like a sad little cat, haunted by the thought that he's a good-for-nothing. Luckily, Yun Jian is kind and never gets angry. He gently picks him up, wipes away his tears, and tucks him into bed.

Yun Jian: "You can't do anything right. But you can warm the bed, can't you?"

Wu Yueming nods foolishly. "I can do that! I'll definitely be good at it. I'll make you so much happier!"

Yun Jian smiles but doesn't explain any further, quietly keeping his god all to himself.

When the mission is complete and his affection score is maxed out, Wu Yueming can return to his own domain. But he discovers he doesn't want to leave at all. He can't bear to part with the big house he and Yun Jian worked so hard for, or the delicious meals Yun Jian has cooked all these years. Most of all, he can't bear to leave his handsome husband!

He bursts into tears and writes his resignation letter in the middle of the night.

Reason for resigning: My wings have grown in, and someone is taking care of me. I don't have to meet any more performance targets. Living off my husband is the best, hehe!

#A sweet little romance with no particular logic, warm and healing, monogamous and devoted

A gentle, composed-looking top with overwhelming possessiveness and a touch of madness × a kindhearted, beautiful deity bottom who's as foolish as he seems

Theme: Meet someone better, and become someone better