[Sweet-Talking Airhead ★ Scheming and Obsessive]
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When she first met Song Huaiyu, Song Zhaohe was eighteen, the wealthy heiress of a corporation. Song Huaiyu, on the other hand, was poor and struggling, and he treated her advances with indifference, cold and heartless.
The young girl wept in frustration and swore that if she ever liked him again, she'd kneel at Daming Temple, shave her head, and become a nun.
Four years later, after her family had fallen on hard times, Song Zhaohe ran into the cold, heartless man again. This time, he arrived in a Rolls-Royce as the company's newly appointed big boss. Everyone fawned over him as President Ji, a man high above their reach.
Song Zhaohe quietly hid in a corner. Remembering all the ways she'd once tormented and pestered him, she shuddered and decided to contact a former suitor to find a way out by changing jobs.
Gradually, that escape route turned into an online romance.
Just as Song Zhaohe was beginning her sweet online relationship, the next day at work the big boss suddenly pulled her over, wrapped an arm around her waist, and pinched her cheek. "I'm going on a business trip tomorrow. Be a good girl while I'm gone."
Song Zhaohe: ???
Song Zhaohe turned around and complained to her online boyfriend. "Waaah, I want to change jobs."
The other end: ?
Song Zhaohe: "My boss looks at me like some kind of pervert!"
The next day, a secretary from the CEO's office called Song Zhaohe in. She was already prepared to resign. "You don't have to tell me. I'll pack up myself..."
"You want to change jobs?"
"?"
"I'm a pervert?"
"??"
The man raised his eyes languidly. "Song Zhaohe, who did you think I was?"
★ Both leads are each other's first and only
★ The aloof heartthrob gets face-slapping and pursues his wife
★ The male lead gets a tiny bit unhinged around the middle of the story
Theme: Finding one's own worth.
Goodbye, Song Zhao and Ji Huaiyu. Hope everything goes well for you all. Showa, who is like a little sun, wants to be happy with Mr. Ji forever and ever.
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