They're Flirting with Me Every Day

There was a girl with stunning looks, a perfect figure, and the skills to entertain guests, cook, and manage the household accounts. She was also a wealthy beauty, dazzling like the brightest star in the heavens.

There was another girl with a high ponytail and curled side locks, wearing a white dress. With her little, spirited face, she was the girl of countless boys' dreams.

These two perfect girls had fallen for the same boy.

A jerk named Chu Anran.

"Anran, do you like them?" someone asked.

Chu Anran looked up at the stars filling the sky and said nothing.

"They seem to like you a lot, don't they?"

"I know."

"Then..."

"I like them too!"

"Then why don't you accept them?"

"Because they really like me!"

They really like you, so you won't accept them? What kind of logic is that?