A Guide to the Flirtatious Beauty's Epic Fail

What do you do if you don't want to be pushed into an arranged marriage with the heir to the Huo family? Seems the only option is to seduce your fiance-to-be's eldest cousin. An overlooked outsider in a powerful family, a distant branch of a branch, an insignificant hanger-on in the company... Could there be anyone easier to manipulate? Although Fang Yuan thinks he's frigid, he has no choice but to grit his teeth and flirt with a man. And so... Amid the wild, flirtatious lights of a bar, the young man's pale, slender fingertips gently stroke the man's taut, firm abs. Huo Yu raises an eyebrow. "?" Fang Yuan's expression is cool. "Don't get the wrong idea. This is just my punishment for losing a game." On a snowy night when the power goes out, the young man, wearing only a shirt and nothing on his legs, holds a candle and knocks on the man's door. Huo Yu's Adam's apple bobs. "!" Fang Yuan curls his toes. "Don't get the wrong idea. I'm just a little afraid of the dark." In the misty hot spring, the young man's pink toes kick up a string of sparkling droplets that splash across the man's broad shoulders. Huo Yu's muscles tense. "..." Fang Yuan looks completely innocent. "Don't get the wrong idea. This is just... Mm!" His cool, trailing words vanish into the warm spring water. The man grabs his ankle and pulls him into the pool, then clamps two fingers around his chin. His voice is low and husky beside Fang Yuan's ear. "Go on. Keep making up your lousy excuses." Fang Yuan: "…" Huo Yu's breath brushes his lips, a little hurried. "A Yuan, are you flirting with me? Do you... like me?" Fang Yuan's expression stays composed. "If that's what you want to think, I can't stop you." Huo Yu holds him and laughs softly, thinking the young man's denial is so damn adorable. But at this point, he has no idea that his little darling really means it when he says one thing and does another! The old flame is burning again, and Huo Yu can't wait a moment longer. He flips through a catalog of wedding rings, eyes lowered in thought. How about getting married tomorrow? Then he turns a corner and overhears someone in a restaurant asking, "You ruined the arranged marriage. So what about your lover? Should you break up with him tomorrow?" Beyond a trellis, the young man is strikingly beautiful, idly playing with his wineglass. "I quite like him. No rush to stop having fun with him for a few more days." "Would it really be so hard to dump him?" The tall man stands frozen for a long time. The light overhead casts a deep shadow beneath his prominent brow. The business partners and subordinates around him are too afraid to make a sound. They silently observe a moment of mourning for the brave soul who dared to pluck a hair from a tiger's backside. Fang Yuan has always thought his plan was perfect. The beginning was under control, the rest went smoothly, and then, just as expected... something went wrong. Why does his supposedly old, ugly, and promiscuous fiance-to-be have exactly the same face as his lover?! The man leans in, his smile dark. "Did you think you could scheme against me without paying the price?" "My... fiance-to-be?" Fang Yuan: "…" Don't panic. This is a small matter. I can handle it. Right? A cool and distant yet calculatingly flirtatious beauty of a bottom × a domineering, secretly lovesick top who chases his darling everywhere and can't stop cuckolding himself #I flirted first, but the whole world knows you're the one who shamelessly chased me# #The story of a flirt who got in over his head# #Our A Yuan is truly an expert at bringing it all upon himself!# * Top is 29, bottom is 21, with an eight-year age gap. (I really do love older men!) * When the bottom flirts with the top, their engagement hasn't been arranged. Both are completely single and free. * That's right, Huo Yu is the "fiance-to-be" Fang Yuan wants to escape. [A little preview of what's coming next~] You Think You're Worthy [Interstellar] The old duke was unlucky in love. He passed away on his wedding night, leaving behind his enemy nation's fortune and a beautiful, disabled bride. The people of the empire whispered: "The new duchess is cursed. She brings death to her husbands!" What a pity, too. She's so beautiful. What man will be lucky enough to inherit this fortune and strong enough to handle the cold, bewitching widow? It was an age of war, when no one knew what tomorrow would bring. In the year 3085 of the New Star Calendar, the empire's glory finally failed to withstand the Federation's iron cavalry, and the nation was conquered by the legendary, peerlessly brave general. The emperor bowed his head, and the royal family and nobles were all reduced to prisoners. In full view of everyone, the duke's widow tumbled from her wheelchair, helpless and disheveled, as the young general lifted her chin with the tip of his boot. The general looked down at her and smiled darkly. "How about now? Am I worthy of you?" ...No one knew that many years earlier, the soft sole of this wealthy widow's foot had once pressed against the general's sweat-dampened face. #He planted a garden full of roses because he wanted to watch him read poetry among the flowers# A taciturn, rough-hewn top who quietly gets things done × a cold, proud, ruthless disabled bottom Down-and-out gardener (?) × wealthy widow Theme: Life is difficult, but we must keep pressing forward