I Really Didn't Mean to Lead Them On

[Money-grubbing, dramatic Tofu Beauty vs. various perverted, lovesick young masters]

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Wanshan, the daughter of the Chen family who sold tofu, had black hair, red lips, a slender neck, and a slim waist. Her life was as humble as a weed, but her ambitions reached for the sky.

Once, while delivering tofu to a rich household, she caught sight of the eye-catching young master.

The young master's skin was exceptionally pale, his hair as black as night, and he was tall and broad, as if he'd been raised on something special.

Wanshan didn't dare entertain any improper thoughts, but she envied the young master's silk clothes and deerskin boots. Unable to resist, she tried them on once, then tucked his jade pendant inside her bodice. She got so carried away that she fell asleep under the bed.

In the middle of the night, a slender hand dragged her out.

"Where did this little mouse come from?"

The young master grabbed her by the collar and stared at her with dark eyes, wearing a strange smile.

After that, Wanshan was forced to act as the young master's lackey, full of grievances.

One day, the young master got a whim to shoot arrows while wearing flowers in his hair, and insisted on holding Wanshan in front of him.

The flowers were blooming in the spring air, their fragrance everywhere. Wanshan was nearly sick from being bounced around in his arms, while the young gentlemen around them laughed at her and teased her.

"Your little slave is really useful!"

Wanshan was bullied until her eyes turned red. She hated the young master to death, but he looked quite pleased and even gave her a ridiculously expensive little pony.

But what use was a pony? Her family didn't even have a racetrack!

The next morning, Wanshan woke up to find blood on her clothes (it was actually from riding the horse). The naive girl had never learned about physiology, so she thought she'd lost her virtue and burst into tears under the covers!

The selection was next month. It was her only chance to change her fate. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and the angrier she became, the more she thought about it.

To get revenge, Wanshan flew into a rage and drugged the young master.

Then she ruthlessly rode his face.

And ran away...

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For a whole month after his little slave left, Lu Zijun dreamed every night of the girl crying as he kissed her.

In the morning, when he saw the shameful mess on his bedding, he knew he was done for.

They met again at his good friend's estate.

That young master Jin, who always dressed himself up like a peacock, said nonchalantly that he'd recently taken a new beauty as a concubine. She was so clingy he found her incredibly annoying!

Anyone could hear it in his tone. He was just bragging about how well they got along. He doted on his concubine so much that she couldn't bear to be away from him.

Everyone around them jeered, but Lu Zijun just smiled faintly, not taking it to heart.

But the moment he saw the beauty who'd captured his friend's heart, Lu Zijun gripped his teacup, his expression turning cold.

Wanshan was obediently eating grapes fed to her by her sugar daddy. She blinked, just about to act coy, when she looked up and locked eyes with the young master, who'd appeared like a ghost. A chill ran down her back!

Young Master Jin never dreamed that Lu Zijun, that arrogant poser, the good brother he trusted most, would steal his girl!

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"For Dai Huainan"

The nine gates of Zhucheng open, one by one. May I follow the bright moon into your embrace.

Into your embrace. Tie on your jade pendant. I resent you, hate you, yet rely on your love.

May the city walls be strong, may the swords be sharp. In prosperity and hardship alike, let us never abandon each other.

Purpose: A beautiful life takes care and effort.