The Number One Antiques Appraiser

Blurb:

She's an old monster who's lived for who knows how many years.

The flowers and weeds by the roadside tell Mei Qingshi that a man came to her house yesterday.

Mei Qingshi: Huh? What are you talking about? A man?

A Hua: He crooked his finger at you.

A Cao: And you obediently did what he said.

Mei Qingshi: What? You've got to be kidding! How could that happen?

A Gou: It's true. You were even more obedient than I am. You didn't even ask him for a bone.

Mei Qingshi: What the hell. No way! That absolutely couldn't have happened! Wait, no, I think I vaguely remember something. Hang on, let me get my bearings. Which man? Who is he?

Yu Qianye: Me. I'm nobody special.

Mei Qingshi: Who are you? What are you doing in my house? Who let you in?

Yu Qianye: ...

Mei Qingshi: Oh, ha ha ha. So full of yourself? Get out!

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Yu Qianye: I hear you're an expert at appraising antiques?

Mei Qingshi: Mm-hmm.

Yu Qianye: What do you think of me?

Mei Qingshi: You? You look pretty good.

Yu Qianye: Take me in?

Mei Qingshi: I'll think about it.

Irreverent, shameless, flirty appraisal expert vs. ridiculously cool, secretly flirtatious heartthrob.

Set in a fictional world. A feel-good power fantasy with a heroine who has a golden finger. One-to-one romance, no angst.