The Flirtatious Beauty Has Two Faces

Gentle, scheming, love-struck gong × beautiful, tragic shou

Word has it that Song Yichun, young master of the Song family, was born with a face as radiant as spring flowers and as lovely as peach blossoms.

But he went astray while young, running around with the Huo family's spoiled heir, and grew into a flirtatious social butterfly.

He was a favorite topic of conversation among their circle. The young master of the Song family might be beautiful, but apart from his spring-flower face and his talent for seducing people, he was utterly useless.

Song's father was exasperated: If you don't get your act together, I'll marry you off to a guy who sells jianbing!

Song Yichun brushed the loose hair away from his cheek and smiled sweetly. "All right, Father."

Then he turned around and married a jianbing seller, securing an unlimited supply of jianbing.

*

Wen Jinghong started from nothing when he was young. He made his fortune developing games, amassed tens of billions, and reached the pinnacle of success.

At twenty-five, he looked at his empty office and felt a wave of loneliness and desolation. He had no one close to him.

The more than a hundred employees at his company: ?

Are we not people?

Wen Jinghong decided to try a different job to change his mood. On a whim, he started selling jianbing outside a university, and somehow... ended up with a marriage contract?

A gorgeous beauty bit into a jianbing he'd made himself and smiled brightly. "Big brother, how about a deal worth five million?"

Wen Jinghong had heard plenty about the famous beauty Song Yichun: a pretty social butterfly.

He just hadn't expected to run into this rumored figure today.

Wen Jinghong smiled meaningfully. "Sure."

*

One month into their contractual marriage, Song Yichun deeply regretted marrying a jianbing seller.

The jianbing seller was far too clingy, calling three times in a row to check up on him at the drop of a hat.

In a bar glowing with seductive lights, Young Master Huo, the supposed culprit who had led Song Yichun astray, was kneeling with his head bowed, listening to a dressing-down.

Song Yichun held a glass tumbler, his expression cold and gloomy. "Get rid of him."

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Notes:

1. In this world, same-sex marriage is legal. The gong falls for the shou at first sight, and it's marriage first, love later... Why isn't 'melodrama' a tag? (angry)

2. This blurb was written on March 2, 2023, and has been screenshot.

Theme: The world woke me with a kiss of pain, and I answered with a song.