I Picked Up a Useless Man in a Suit

Ms. Song, a gravekeeper in Changping District, found a man by the roadside on her way home from her night shift. White shirt, suit, covered in wounds. Broad shoulders, slim waist, full chest and shapely hips, with an exceptionally handsome face. The cemetery was poorly connected to public transport, and the nearest hospital in the city was too far away. Swayed by his looks, Song Zhixiang took the man in the suit home. The next morning, Song Zhixiang yawned as she opened the door and saw the man in a suit with a bandage wrapped around his arm and an apron on, making her breakfast. His lean, muscular waist was covered in wounds, with bandages, bruises, and the marks she'd left from pinching him all mixed together. Song Zhixiang crossed her arms and shooed him out. "You're still here?" He said, "Ms. Song, we shared a bed." She replied nonchalantly, "How much do you want?" He answered with the utmost seriousness, "According to my family's rules, I have to marry you." Song Zhixiang: "...Huh?" - One day later on, Ms. Song ran her hand over his abs and mused that her gravekeeping job was far too bizarre. How did she keep stumbling across a pure, unpretentious fox spirit of a man? He had a fever. He held her hand in place, then snuggled closer. "Honey, kiss me." [Reading Guide] Both leads are virgins. A universally adored female lead, surrounded by one-sided crushes, with a love-rival showdown. I've just added a modern romance to my upcoming stories: The Rules for Taming a Cat. If you're interested, please add it to your favorites! 1. Cheng Sijin took a liking to an obscure male model. He was young and handsome, with broad shoulders, long legs, a slim, firm waist, and a seductive red mole on his lip. At a banquet, Cheng Sijin made him an offer. He didn't even look at the check. With an arrogant, spoiled expression and a hint of annoyance and disgust in his eyes, he said, "Get lost. Stay away from me, just like all those lowlifes." "Oh, him," her friend burst out laughing when she found out. "Ms. Cheng, that's Lu Miao, the heir to the Lu family. He's only modeling for fun. He can't do anything, he's a spoiled good-for-nothing, and he's got a temper." Cheng Sijin smiled and agreed. "People are always so proud when they're not hungry." 2. A year later, the once-prosperous Lu family collapsed under enormous debts. One winter day, Cheng Sijin ran into Lu Miao again. He wore a coat, eyes swollen and red. With his head lowered, he cornered her and grabbed her hand, guiding it beneath his clothes. He wore nothing underneath. Her hand rested against his narrow waist. Cheng Sijin smiled through a haze of smoke, a cigarette between her lips. "How much?" He reluctantly named a figure. She pulled her hand away and pressed the cigarette out on his leg. "Three months. Let's give it a try." 3. Her interest in men lasted at most three months. She thought she'd have her fun with Young Master Lu and toss him aside, too. Three months, five months, a year... Three years later, the pitiful bad kitty had been pampered into a feisty little thing. He even brought up old grievances during arguments, then came crawling over afterward, biting her with tears in his eyes. "I'll cook for you and warm your bed. Don't go have dinner with that young star..." Theme: Work hard for a harmonious and beautiful future.