The CEO's Frail Wife Has a Ten-Level Combat Rating

A scheming, double-standard top with an eating disorder x a rich second-generation food blogger bottom with incredible fighting skills

Su Jinghuan was the eldest son of the Shen family, worth billions, but everyone thought he was just an unknown food blogger.

Then he saw his boyfriend checking out of his own hotel at five in the morning with the entertainment industry's reigning diva.

Holding the lunchbox he'd brought for his boyfriend, he was so furious he couldn't speak. His tear-filled cat eyes widened as he stood frozen beneath the dazzling lights, listening to the man and woman hurl insults at each other.

Jiang Yufeng walked into the hotel and saw the scene. Remembering how much he'd enjoyed the meal Su Jinghuan had made him, he looked at the man and woman with even greater disdain.

He strode over, but before he could say a word, Su Jinghuan shoved the lunchbox into his arms. Jiang Yufeng instinctively clutched it, then watched Su Jinghuan charge forward like a bull calf. He didn't even have time to stop him.

Jiang Yufeng had never expected the delicate flower he'd imagined to be a wild rose!

With tears still glistening in his eyes, Su Jinghuan rushed forward, stepped into position, hooked his foot, grabbed the man's wrist, and threw him over his shoulder. The whole move flowed seamlessly!

Then, right in front of his scumbag ex, he planted a loud kiss on Jiang Yufeng's cheek and flung 200 yuan at the man. "Looks like you probably broke a rib. Here's 200 yuan for the hospital. And remember, I'm the one who dumped you!"

Jiang Yufeng raised an eyebrow at the spirited wild rose before him.

A few months later, late at night, on a wilderness survival variety show...

Su Jinghuan clung to Jiang Yufeng, his strong arms wrapped around his neck, and cried hysterically, "There's a ghost! A ghost!"

Jiang Yufeng's expression remained blank. He couldn't even be bothered to sigh. "If you don't loosen your grip, I'm going to turn into a ghost myself!"

Who could tell him why the wild rose who thrived in the wilderness was afraid of ghosts?!

And who could tell him how a man with level-ten fighting skills could shed tears without a single second thought?!

Currently updating: I'm Lying Flat, Do Not Disturb

A high-IQ, laid-back, lie-flat bottom x a seemingly cold, devoted, self-deluding top

I was only worried you'd work yourself to death. How did you end up wanting to marry me?!

Lu Xiuran had spent his whole life pushing himself. He'd been solving practice problems and learning piano and violin since childhood, then skipped grades all the way through school. Competing with the convenient older brother who lived in his house, he'd worked himself to death.

Reborn, he decided that no one would ever get him back on his feet!

His philosophy of life changed completely: lying flat was the way to win, and a salted fish could conquer the world.

Goji berries and maca in his tea, calcium and vitamin C supplements, and regular health checkups.

A job? Ask my convenient older brother.

A bar? No, no, no. Come here, I'll teach you about the dangers of alcoholism.

His greatest joy in life, besides lying flat, was raising a child. Watch him happily slack off in the entertainment industry while taking care of his autistic little nephew.

As he happily lounged around, he saw his convenient older brother following the same path to an early grave and finally felt a pang of conscience.

Jiang Zeyu stayed up until the early hours every night and relied on iced Americanos to keep going. Would he someday meet the same fate?

That wouldn't do! If the eldest brother died, wouldn't he have to inherit the family business? Wouldn't that mean the salted fish had to flip over?

After Jiang Zeyu noticed his little brother had suddenly settled down, he found that the kid had simply switched to a new way of causing trouble. He stared expressionlessly at the message that popped up on his phone.

"Shocking: 32-year-old male executive dies from overwork. Company pays 3 million in compensation."

Later, Jiang Zeyu started receiving a loving lunch from his brother every day at lunchtime. His iced Americano was replaced with a thermos of goji berry tea, and if he wasn't home on time, his phone would ring again and again...

The family was delighted by the change, and the group chat was full of messages saying, "Stop making us jealous again!"

Even Jiang Zeyu thought the two of them had naturally ended up together.

Until Jiang Zeyu prepared to take Lu Xiuran to register their marriage...

Recommended upcoming novel: How to Get Rid of My Daddy-Type Senior

Character setup: A sweet and wild cosplayer, a naturally flirtatious bottom x a cool, reserved, high-IQ, daddy-type handsome top who overthinks himself into love

Cheng Siyuan had landed himself in a huge mess.

He'd expected to graduate from high school and finally escape his daddy-type older brother, then throw himself into the world of cosplay.

Unfortunately, after one dinner, he wound up with another dad!!!

Dressed in his cosplay outfit, Cheng Siyuan stared at his phone with nervous eyes.

Shi Shuyi: Where are you?

Shi Shuyi: What are you doing??

Shi Shuyi: Who's around you???

Cheng Siyuan took a deep breath, his almond eyes widening.

I can't live like this anymore!!!

Fine. An excellent cosplayer never shies away from a challenge. He'd put an end to his senior's daddy act.

Search online: How do you make someone hate you and stay away?

Answer: Push every one of their buttons.

School forum: What's the thing the campus heartthrob Shi Shuyi hates most?

Answer: A guy who's a ten-out-of-ten homophobe.

Cheng Siyuan smiled faintly and pushed up his black-rimmed glasses, keeping his contribution to himself.

Perfect! Great!! Excellent!!!

Shi Shuyi went to dinner with his cousin and ended up saddled with a real piece of work!

He'd thought it would be easy to keep an eye on the younger brother of his cousin's friend and client while they were at school.

In reality, ha. He was still young, and had been forced into the role of a dad.

The troublemaker's daddy-type older brother: Has my little brother eaten? What did he have?

The troublemaker's daddy-type older brother: It's getting colder today. What is he wearing?

The troublemaker's daddy-type older brother: It's already ten. Has he gone to bed?

Your little brother is nineteen, not three!!!

Shi Shuyi's expression grew increasingly stern, a glint flashing in his eyes. This trouble needed to be dealt with as soon as possible.

Except... he seems to like me?!

Bundled up in a thick scarf, the troublemaker gently tugged on Shi Shuyi's sleeve and looked up at him. "Senior Shi, I want egg fried rice without carrots today."

Shi Shuyi: So well-behaved! But it's wrong to like me.

The troublemaker sniffled, frowned, and slipped his hand into Shi Shuyi's. "Senior Shi, I'm cold."

Shi Shuyi: So sweet! But you can't like me.

After watching a basketball game, the troublemaker ran up to him and, as if by accident, felt his abs, his face full of admiration.

Shi Shuyi: What a good kid!??? No, this won't do...

Cheng Siyuan was desperate!!! He'd gone this far, so why was this guy still hanging around him?! Wasn't he supposed to banish him to the cold palace immediately?!

If that didn't work, it was time to use his secret weapon!

After pretending to get drunk, Cheng Siyuan planted a loud kiss on Shi Shuyi's cheek.

Shi Shuyi's heart pounded. A smile slowly blossomed in his usually cold, frost-covered eyes. He turned and kissed his little troublemaker.

Cheng Siyuan: ???!!!

The excellent cosplayer had gotten carried away, and his secret identities started coming to light one after another.

They made eye contact at a convention...

He went on a crazy rant on the forum, and his IP address was exposed...

His notes and browsing history were projected on a screen...

Cheng Siyuan: Nobody by that name exists.

Shi Shuyi: Hah!

One-on-one, happy ending, sweet campus romance

Theme: Mutual salvation as they journey toward each other.