Good Fortune at the Stall

To investigate the gang selling counterfeit medicine, rookie police officer Mo Cangfeng disguises himself as a blind man and sets up a fortune-telling stall at the night market. Who could have guessed that on his very first day, the deaf-mute owner of the neighboring stall would mistake him for a con artist, leaving everyone on the street unwilling to talk to him?

Determined not to betray the trust his organization had placed in him, Mo Cangfeng pulls out all the stops, playing up his misery and sucking up to the neighboring owner. At last, he manages to coax a smile out of him.

The little stall owner is adorable, and his smile is lovely too. The only thing that could be better is that he always seems to be doing his utmost to help Mo Cangfeng grow his fortune-telling business.

He buys Mo Cangfeng clothes, treats him to food, slips him money, and even helps him plan an entirely new line of business.

Mo Cangfeng: How am I supposed to tell him that I'm not actually all that interested in making money?

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Chen You was born deaf and mute. After growing up in an orphanage, he struggled his way through life until he finally managed to support himself by running a stall at the night market. He likes the market street and the life of a stall owner. The only thing that could be better is that a blind man pretending to be a shaman has set up shop next door.

He hadn't wanted to pay the blind man any attention, but the man's business was so awful that he looked like he would starve to death the very next day.

Chen You believes that people with disabilities should help one another. Since he has years of experience running a stall and no one to pass it on to, he figures he might as well do a good deed and pour all his enthusiasm into helping Mo Cangfeng.

And so, amid the bustle of the night market and the roar of the crowd, two little stalls stand side by side, surrounded by a steady stream of customers, while their owners each have their own thoughts:

Mo Cangfeng: He's so good to me. He must like me. I'm so touched.

Chen You: Why hasn't the blind guy next door's business picked up yet? This is so worrying.

A stall-life romance, a simple love between ordinary people.

A rookie cop who seems like a seasoned player but is actually pure-hearted, a master of convincing himself the other guy is in love with him, as the pursuer x a stall owner who has it rough and works hard to make money, but will bite back if pushed too far, as the one pursued.

My next novel will be The Original Wife of the Dragon-Born Protagonist. If you're interested, please add it to your reading list. Here's the blurb:

As the fiancée of Wen Ling, heir to the Yan clan, the foremost family of cultivators, Wen Ling has been confined to a high tower since childhood. Everything he has been taught is meant to prepare him to marry Yan Quwu.

Through countless days shut away in the tower, Wen Ling's sole hope is that one day his unseen fiancé will marry him and take him away from this lightless world.

So, unsurprisingly, Wen Ling devotes himself entirely to longing for Yan Quwu. His only reason for living is to become Yan Quwu's wife.

But on their wedding night, with red silk hanging high, his fiancé presses a sword to his throat. His gaze is cold, his tone dismissive, and his thin lips part to say, "A strange, unnatural thing."

Wen Ling's fiancé wants nothing to do with him.

Wen Ling looks wide-eyed at the husband fate has chosen for him, then slowly reaches out and gently strokes the cold blade. His expression is innocent, his voice enticing:

"Husband, would you like to run away from this wedding with me?"

Yan Quwu has always looked down on people like Wen Ling.

He's soft, fragile, and without ambition, like a butterfly trapped in a crystal display case. Aside from his beauty, he's good for nothing.

It's as if he needs all of someone's attention and every bit of their love just to stay alive. If neglected for even a moment, he wilts with ease.

He's a burden to Yan Quwu.

But this burden has also kept Yan Quwu company through so much, and those slender, pale hands, as delicate as carved jade, have offered him so much steadfast, gentle comfort.

Yan Quwu lets himself kiss Wen Ling's soft, cool cheek, silently thinking that next time, next time he'll definitely find another chance to break off the engagement with Wen Ling.

They say Yan Quwu, the greatest person in the world, is a peerless genius whose mastery of the Dao has no equal, with admirers and followers as numerous as fish crossing a river.

The only person in the world whose cultivation can match Yan Quwu's is Wen Ling, grandmaster of illusion arts. Wen Ling is beautiful and graceful, with a gentle disposition, and he has even more admirers than Yan Quwu.

They say no one has ever dared to confess their love to Grandmaster Wen, because everyone who has mustered the courage to do so has been ambushed and badly beaten by some mysterious peerless expert.

They also say that Yan Quwu, the greatest person in the world, proposed to Grandmaster Wen Ling at the Immortal-Slaying Platform, vowing to have only him for all eternity.

A butterfly hovers at my fingertips. From then on, I dream of you every night.

A ruthless, taciturn, elite dragon-born protagonist as the pursuer x an adorable, innocent, naive one who only wants to be a pampered wife as the one pursued.

Theme: Shining brightly in the ordinary.