We Can Talk About Anything, but Pay Up First

Goofy comedy style. If you don't laugh, you can come beat me up. (Sincerely.)

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| A sociable menace with maxed-out verbal firepower vs. a domineering CEO who looks serious but is actually extremely indecent and secretly flirtatious

| Seven-year age gap / A mostly-dead corporate drone who can poison herself with a single lick of her lips

| "Fang Yu, will you marry me?" "Sure, but you'll have to pay extra."

Blurb:

Fang Yu starts every workday with a grudge against the world.

For instance, right now, in the elevator lobby, a well-dressed man walks in and says, "Eighteenth floor."

It's easy enough to press the button, but Fang Yu pretends not to hear him.

"Eighteenth floor," the man repeats.

Fang Yu puts on an exaggeratedly polite fake smile. "Hello, sir. Our elevator isn't voice activated~"

When the elevator arrives, Fang Yu strides out in her high heels and runs all the way to clock in just in time.

A perfect day.

If only, during the morning meeting, her supervisor hadn't brought in that well-dressed man and introduced him as the new brand manager.

So his name was Huo Ran.

Fang Yu felt her sunny disposition disappear.

When it rains, it pours, and today there was a torrential downpour.

Looking at the rain outside, Fang Yu sighed and took out the keys to her new car. "Life isn't all bad. For example, today is the first day I get to drive my new car, and this is the perfect chance to put it to use! This is amazing!"

"Is a BYD Qin really worth getting that excited about?" her colleague whispered as they watched Fang Yu walk away.

Fang Yu doubled back and gave a thumbs-up. "What do you know? This is the perfect ride-hailing car. A car is only good if the drivers approve of it."

She was humming a little tune, but the rain kept getting heavier. After pulling out of the garage, Fang Yu had no choice but to stop under the office building and figure out how to adjust the windshield wiper speed.

The next second, the front passenger door opened. The new brand manager, Huo Ran, got in, expressionless. He fastened his seat belt and stared straight ahead. "Car ending in 6688, you can start driving."

[Married Life Bonus Scene]

"Honey, what color are your underwear?" Fang Yu asked with a straight face.

Huo Ran: "Black."

Fang Yu whistled. "Ooh, the abstinent type."

Huo Ran: "...I'm going to take a shower."

Fang Yu kept whistling. "Ooh, the type who gives me a heads-up."

Huo Ran scooped Fang Yu up and strode toward the bathroom. "Wrong. The inviting type."

Theme: If the sky falls, use it as a blanket!