"This world suddenly loves me so much., Qiu Man."
Can an ordinary administrative assistant at a company ever win the favor of a lofty CEO?
The refined, noble man lowers his eyes in the morning light, resting his head in her lap.
"Manman, we can take it slow." His hoarse voice is full of a resigned sigh.
Even drunk, Qiu Man doesn't dare push him away again.
Maybe this is just a strange dream.
Watching a TV drama, she finds the leading actor so appealing. She never expected him to be even more approachable than she'd imagined.
"That rich man who brought you here to meet me, you don't like him?"
"Want me to help you get rid of him? As for payment, I'm sure you can afford it."
Qiu Man is terribly uneasy, but fortunately, he says he's just practicing his lines.
Qiu Man thinks she should find herself a therapist.
How could anyone be loved by absolutely everyone?
With the expensive gifts the men give her, she treats herself to a little luxury:
A therapy session costing fifteen thousand an hour.
The therapist looks her over, then finally says, "The love letter you wrote me is still at my house."
"You look like you don't remember it at all."
Qiu Man thinks her condition must be very serious. Fortunately, the real doctor finally arrives.
But even the doctor is no help.
"A harem magnet aura?"
A voice in her mind tells Qiu Man what it is.
Her condition seems to be getting worse...
The aura's voice is like a demon from a fairy tale, impossibly seductive: "That's right, I'm real. Unfortunately, I don't belong to you. One day, I'll leave. But if..."
Thinking of the men's increasingly possessive, dark gazes over the past while, Qiu Man shudders. "Could you leave sooner?"
The aura says nothing. It stays silent for half a month, playing dead.
Qiu Man can't take it anymore. She tracks down the men who have been pursuing her most relentlessly and tells them the whole truth.
Yes, they love her, an ordinary beauty, because of something completely unreasonable.
Stop letting that aura control you!
The aura leaves. On the day it goes, rain pours outside. A drifting beam of light breaks away from her body and shoots into the sky, carrying an air of finality.
"Fool!"
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Life grows peaceful by degrees. After each of them, some more readily than others, comes to their senses, their affection finally fades.
Yes, a CEO would never give a second glance to an ordinary employee who runs errands for him.
Yes, a famous actor wouldn't casually send an ordinary person a pile of suggestive photos to seduce them.
Yes, a genius upperclassman she'd had a crush on in high school wouldn't really keep an ordinary underclassman's love letter for eight years, savoring it every night.
Most importantly, she'd lost her wonderfully stable job, where she could slack off, to someone who'd gotten in through connections!!!
The "consequences" the aura mentioned at the end were clearly no joke.
Qiu Man is suffering the fallout.
Why wait around? She should run before the actor's fans and the CEO's family catch on!
Wait for revenge?
A new face, a new city, a new life, and a chance to start over.
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But... the world really is round.
Could they really meet again?!
The CEO remains expressionless. "We're going to get married anyway. We might as well be together. Seems fine to me."
The actor says, "Honestly, I don't understand the aura thing, but I adore my fans. That makes perfect sense."
The upperclassman muses, "Keeping a love letter for eight years is a fact I can verify. Did the aura really affect me? Do you have any idea?"
2025.5.14
Theme: A quiet life is a blessing
