[The Romantic Gambits of Mature Adults]
Wen Song's roommate, Xiang Wanzhi, had finally found romance.
The lovestruck girl, caught in a crush, spent every day anxiously wondering where she stood.
Wen Song couldn't take it anymore, so she was suddenly appointed the girl's romance strategist.
With the strategist on the field, they could beat the odds.
Question: He shares a photo of what he ate today.
Strategist's answer: First, look past appearances and get to the heart of the matter. The food takes up only one-third of the photo. The other two-thirds show a hand gripping chopsticks, its veins bulging! What kind of food photo is that? It's bait for hand fetishists! All right, we can't lose. Send him a photo showing off your legs!
Wen Song watched her guileless roommate blithely take a photo, her foxlike eyes narrowing.
The other girl's whole vibe had gone from sweet, innocent office worker to seductive older woman. Something was off! Or... had the other side's strategist entered the game too?
And so, what began as a romance between two people became a contest between four.
Then one day, Xiang Wanzhi caught the flu and a high fever, and passed it on to Wen Song. After the entire female camp went down, the object of her friend's affections, who was away on a business trip, sent the opposing strategist over with medicine.
Wen Song, dressed in coral-fleece pajamas under a long black down coat, looked just like a stalk of sugarcane with two collars sticking out. In the elevator, she ran into Ye Jingxin, looking sharp and handsome.
Tall, with cool eyes and brows, Ye Jingxin exchanged a glance with her. Wen, the great beauty, could tell at once that they were cut from the same cloth.
Unfortunately, the tables turned on her, and she met her dressed like a stalk of sugarcane. When she got home, she was beside herself with regret.
After reflecting on her mistake, the strategist decided to sacrifice herself for her friend, win over the opposing strategist, and clear every obstacle from her bestie's path to love!
That day, fireworks lit up the hillside, and the two strategists met by chance.
"They're on a date. Shouldn't we head home too?"
"Whose home? Yours? Are you inviting me to see your cat do backflips?"
"No. It's just me at my place. Coming or not?"
"Let's go."
The best hunters often appear as prey.
Battle-tested romance strategist x the other side's long-planning commander
Theme: All for one, and one for all
