Good news!
Fang Yulong, a straight man who graduated straight into unemployment, has taken over the matchmaking agency his parents left behind.
But
The agency is on the verge of closing.
Fang Yulong, utterly at a loss, sighs, when a chime rings and a voice sounds in his ear:
[Matchmaker System reminder: Successfully pair up a rich young master and earn 10 million to keep the shop afloat!]
Fang Yulong, whose eyes light up at the sight of money: My life’s a mess anyway, so let’s do this!
[Order One: The slick-talking, openly flirtatious “green tea”]
After several failed attempts to set him up, Fang Yulong has no choice but to step in himself. He slips on six-centimeter heels and plays the lovesick girl, finally winning the man over after a grueling effort.
The young master proposes with a diamond ring the size of a pigeon’s egg, gazing at him in a daze. “You smell so good and look so beautiful. I’m getting all worked up. Is it big?”
Fang Yulong automatically tunes out the tasteless nonsense and widens his eyes. A pigeon’s-egg diamond! It must be worth millions. I’m rich!
He fights down a smile and says, with feigned reluctance, “Put it on me.”
Ding! Mission complete. You’ve earned one million!
[Order Two: The gentle, gentlemanly romance novelist]
Save an artist on the brink of ruin. Love at first sight, falling deeper the second time, and the third time
“Because I love you, I have tens of thousands of ideas. Because I love you, I’ve found my way out of the mire and into the light.” The artist clasps his hands and kneels in reverence.
Fang Yulong is so startled he hides in a corner. Nobody said the guy would be this tender and devoted! What a difficult situation
[Order Three: The sunny, puppy-like college athlete]
He just turned eighteen…
What a mess.
Fang Yulong looks at the kid, his heart heavy with guilt.
After hesitating for a long time, he decides to give up on this match. But the other guy blushes and comes over, a lollipop in his mouth and a shy smile on his face. “C-could I have your contact information?”
Fang Yulong: …
A million offered up on a silver platter? You’d have to be crazy to turn it down!
[Order Four: The chaste, fatherly, ice-cold CEO]
By accident, Fang Yulong becomes a tool for the CEO to continue his family line. He pretends to be a little kitten and stays by the man’s side.
One day, Fang Yulong stays out playing until late. When he gets home, he sees the man standing in the dark, furious, with a whip in hand. His legs immediately go weak.
The man pins him in front of a mirror and teases him. “Out carousing this late, and you still know your way home? You reek of someone else.” As soon as he finishes speaking, he slaps Fang Yulong on the butt.
Fang Yulong’s eyes turn watery, and he immediately gives in. “Papa, I’m sorry…”
[Order Five: The ruthless, sinister, suspicious Second Young Master]
Fang Yulong is sent to bring good fortune to the second son of a notorious local crime family. On the night of their engagement, he gets a taste of being throttled, and the next day he’s sent packing!
A month later, the Second Young Master of the Bai family makes it out of a blood-soaked gauntlet, only to find his not-yet-wed wife flirting with some pretty boy!
That day, Fang Yulong is throttled again, while abuse rains down on him.
“You’ve already married me, and you’re still thinking about other men? Tell me, aren’t you asking to be fucked?”
Fang Yulong struggles to get a few words out. “I was, I was wrong, hubby…”
…
With one job after another, Fang Yulong becomes a master of time management, going on a date a day and still getting weekends off.
What a life!
But, unexpectedly, the wealthy wives of Jiang City start showing off their future daughters-in-law at a gathering!
Once the photos come out, every one of them turns ashen.
Fang Yulong: Damn! I’ve been caught!
Run for it already!!
[Bonus scene]
Fang Yulong runs through the night to a safe house he prepared in advance. But when he opens the door, he finds the CEO, who used to indulge his every whim, sitting on the sofa and smiling at him.
After a brief, speechless pause, Fang Yulong gives an awkward smile. “Sorry, I think I came to the wrong place.”
As soon as he finishes speaking, the door clicks shut. In the darkness, a pair of crimson eyes glints with cunning, watching him with patient anticipation.
“Baby, where are you going? Come here. Don’t make me say it twice.”
Fang Yulong swallows.
Damn.
This time, I’ve really gone too far…
Plot conceived on 2025.7.17. Further revisions and refinements followed.
Completed and polished on 2025.8.26.
(Coming soon): After Being Doted on by a Traditional, Wealthy Family Patriarch
Age gap | Size difference | Faux sister-in-law romance | Pretty, pampered bottom x extremely controlling, perverse top
Cheng Yicheng wakes up to find his parents have fled their debts, with debt collectors threatening him outside the door. With no other choice, he takes a leave of absence from school and works in a hotel kitchen, scrubbing dishes nonstop.
But he’s never had to suffer like this before. After less than two days on the job, he breaks fifty plates, gets fired on the spot, and is paid 200 yuan.
Alone and helpless, Cheng Yicheng clutches the money and cries in a corner. He stares at his hands, thinking that he should be giving grand speeches and planning great things, not ending up like this…
Then a pair of glossy black leather shoes and a pair of long, sturdy legs appear in his view.
The man says he was a friend of Cheng Yicheng’s father. He pays off his debts, helps him return to school, buys him new clothes, and gives him a new home.
Cheng Yicheng twists his fingers together and vows to repay him one day.
The man takes off his mask. The wind tousles his slightly curled hair. He narrows his eyes, grips Cheng Yicheng’s chin, and smiles inscrutably. “I want you now.”
*
Word has it that Fu Wen, the Fu family’s second young master, found a male bride for his sickly older brother to bring him good fortune. He hired renowned tutors to teach the boy the six arts and the virtues of diligence.
The Second Young Master attends to every detail of his life. He even checks his clothes and meals, down to his underwear. He dotes on him without limit, sparing no expense and braving any danger just to make him smile.
The Fu family’s servants are stunned. Behind his back, they whisper: Is the Second Young Master really raising a wife? How did he end up raising him in his arms, too???
*
Cheng Yicheng accidentally overhears Fu Wen talking with his assistant. They’re going to send something away, and after keeping it for so long, it’s been no use at all.
His sharp ears perk up, and his eyes dart around.
Send someone away? He’ll leave on his own! Hmph, like he cares about him! So he bundles up Fu Wen’s gold and valuables and runs off in the middle of the night. But just as he steps through the Fu family gate, a shadow falls over him. A towering man emerges from the thick fog.
He wears black leather gloves, and a mask covers half his handsome face. His eyes shine like dark suns.
He pins Cheng Yicheng against the iron gate, grips his slender waist, leans in, and breathes against his earlobe, smiling ominously:
“Why are you running? Hmm? Little sister-in-law.”
“The one you’re marrying is me.”
“, Darling, call me hubby.”
Bonus scene:
It’s finals week. Cheng Yicheng has a thick stack of study materials in front of him, and his hand is covered in calluses from doing practice problems.
He angrily tosses down his pen and looks at his slender fingers. “I was born to be an emperor. My hands should get calluses from gold and jewels alone. Even the spaces beneath my nails should sparkle with gold leaf…”
Fu Wen, wearing an apron and carrying a dish, taps the boy on the head. “Little emperor, come eat.”
“Coming!”
Theme: Love is falling in love ten thousand times.
Ah , this system is sinister and poisonous you have to keep in touch with people who conquered it our protagonist a fool
I'm going, it's too bad, Xiaofang is in danger [yellow heart][yellow heart][yellow heart][yellow heart]