A scheming, sweet-talking CEO x a gentle beauty
Lin Yuwan inherited a fortune overnight and became a glamorous new socialite in Xincheng. The vote in her hands would decide who became the next head of the Xiao Group at the board meeting.
At first, Xiao Mochen, the arrogant Third Young Master of the Xiao family, was confident he could charm her. In his sharp suit, he laid on the honeyed talk thick.
"Mr. Xiao, if I go to your place alone, my boyfriend will be unhappy."
"Really? Your boyfriend doesn't trust you enough to let you do that? I feel so sorry for you, Miss Lin."
"..."
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But later, this elegant young gentleman was willing to become her secret lover. One night, after her boyfriend brought her home, Lin Yuwan had barely stepped through the door when she was pinned against the wall.
In the darkness, the man's voice seethed with jealousy. "Did you have that much fun with your boyfriend?"
Lin Yuwan smiled coyly and looped her arms around his neck. "Then how about I have some fun with Third Young Master Xiao, too?"
Reading guide:
1. The heroine's boyfriend is fake, so there is no cheating.
2. The hero really is a scheming green tea type, with an unusual way of thinking. If that's not your thing, please don't read, and don't take it out on the author.
3. Romance-focused, not business warfare. Don't overthink it.
4. Serious melodrama warning! The hero is hopelessly love-struck! His intelligence drops for love!
5. There are reasons behind the foreshadowing. If something seems odd, try reading through Chapter 14.
One-on-one, both leads are sexually inexperienced, happy ending.
The whole novel is completed, so feel free to dive in.
Coming next: My Divine Weapons Have All Turned into Handsome Men
The ancestors' grave of the young girl Li Luo seemed to be smoking with good fortune: she got into the top immortal sect in the human realm, only to be assigned to guard the entrance of Huiyue Pavilion, the armory.
Huiyue Pavilion was quiet and empty, with only twelve dust-covered divine weapons on display.
One night, lightning flashed and thunder roared as strange colors appeared in the sky. She was jolted awake from her dream.
Twelve handsome men with extraordinary bearing stood before her bed.
The man at their head wore robes white as snow and was wreathed in spiritual light. Leading the group, he knelt on one knee before her.
"We are willing to help our pavilion master flatten the Demon Realm. We will not hesitate to die!"
Li Luo stared in shock at the man who had once been a treasured sword.
Wasn't this the immortal sect's eldest senior brother, as pure as snow on a mountain peak? Even ordinary people felt unworthy after one look at him. A nobody like her, a junior sister with no talent, could only look up to him in awe, never daring to say a word.
"Senior Brother... you're the sword I cuddle while I sleep?"
Not just cuddle. Every day, she had diligently rubbed and polished him, from the blade to the scabbard, leaving no part untouched...
The dignified senior brother in white suddenly looked a little awkward. "Ahem... Pavilion Master, let's discuss the important things first..."
One day, the once-lazy Pavilion Master of Huiyue, finally making something of herself, rested her peach-like, charming face in her hands and drowned her sorrows in wine.
"What's the use of giving me so many men? I can look but not touch..."
Then she improvised a poem on the spot: Tell me, how much sorrow can one have? Like a eunuch visiting a brothel...
Who could have guessed that the handsome young man in black, the transformed Judge's Brush, would wink at her?
"What would the Pavilion Master like to do? We'll do anything. Which of us would you like to choose?"
At that, the red-robed Burning Blade narrowed his sharp, blood-red eyes...
The white-robed Treasure Sword softened his usually aloof gaze...
The green-robed Treasure Mirror looked away shyly...
They all seemed rather expectant...
Li Luo gaped. "Can a person and a weapon really...?"
"Of course not."
"Then why are you all...?"
"Pavilion Master, don't tell me you think you're a person?"
"!!!"
To wield a divine weapon, one must form a pact with it. Once the covenant is made, they are bound together in life and death.
"Master, don't worry about whether I break. As long as you are safe, that is all I wish for."
"A pact with a divine weapon must be made willingly. I offer you my soul to keep you safe."
"Weapons can be used for battle, but they can also nurture. Please accept me, Master."
"Even if one day you defy the laws of Heaven and I have no choice but to kill you, if you die, then I will die too."
When the war between immortals and demons began, the petite, lovely figure stood before the Demon Realm's bloody sea and its army of thousands. The divine weapons trembled in her sleeves. She raised her proud head and swept her arm forward.
"Follow me!"
A guide to the story:
The story mainly features four handsome weapon spirits: a sword containing the boundless laws of Heaven, a blade burning with the fires of Hell, a mirror holding the light of cultivation, and the twin-bodied, sunny and righteous Judge's Brush.
Don't worry, this isn't a choose-your-favorite story. Only children have to choose. The heroine gets them all. (Wink.)
By human standards, the male lead is the eldest senior brother, and they end up as a couple, one-on-one. But the other handsome weapon spirits will stay with the heroine as her weapons. Weapon spirits have a different understanding of intimacy.
The heroine is weak from the start, but later becomes the strongest in the Three Realms. Once she unleashes her full power, even the male lead can't beat her.
Before making their pacts, the weapon spirits are all strong-willed. Afterward, they all become devoted puppy-dog types.
Theme: Keep your values straight
Wow! What a surprise! I finally waited until I arrived and begged for mercy~