WYFSDLG Chapter 23

Under the moonlight, Feng Qingyun’s ears were the deepest shade of red. At the crucial moment when the answer was just on the tip of his tongue, the time limit of his spell unexpectedly arrived. Noticing the loosening of its compulsion, Feng Qingyun resolutely changed his words and said: “… I like everyone!”

 

Long Yin’s smile stiffened, filled with confusion. But when he saw Feng Qingyun staring at him, coupled with the signs of the spell loosening on his own body, he immediately understood what was happening…

 

… However, he still took the opportunity to act pitiful, looking both shocked and hurt: “You like everyone?! Who is everyone?! Why can’t you pick me~?”

 

Feng Qingyun was annoyed and angry, directly splashing a handful of water on his face in an effort to shut his mouth: “… Don’t be sentimental! Now that you have recovered your strength, get up quickly! Do you want to wait until next year?” Feng Qingyun finished saying that, insisting on getting up and leaving. What he didn’t know though, was that under the wet and broken fabric of his robes, his half-covered waistline was more enticing than him showing his completely naked body.

 

Looking at him, Long Yin’s breathing turned stagnant. After returning to his senses, he immediately followed his man to the edge of the pool, acting like a particularly obedient and yet hungry wolf.

 

As for Feng Qingyun, his words were harsh, but he still didn’t dare to look straight at the man behind him. After casually changing his clothes, he turned around, relieved to see that the Demon Lord was finally fully clothed, dressed in a purple robe that looked unusually luxurious at first glance. A robe that was… In stark contrast to Feng Qingyun’s plain white cultivator robe, identical to the one he had worn previously and so simple that his entire aura was almost fully supported by his exquisite face.

 

Long Yin’s eyelids jumped when he saw his “Empress” looking so shabby, eager to express his dissatisfaction. But in the end, he swallowed his words, planning to convey his will with practical actions. As for Feng Qingyun, he was completely oblivious to his disagreement, feeling there was nothing wrong with buying ten pieces of the same style of robes. Instead, he walked towards the bedroom they shared, intending to talk business: “According to Yue Jinshu’s words, and what I learned in my previous life… I’m afraid it’s time for me to go visit the Underworld.”

 

Long Yin looked at the bloody moon outside the window, saying: “It’s already the end of the month now. The Ghost Gate will only open for a few days before the middle of the next month. We can only wait in the palace for now…” After saying that, he held back the rest of his words and looked at Feng Qingyun with careful movements, as if he was afraid his Little Palace Master would refuse to continue living in his Demon Palace. However, Feng Qingyun was already used to his new living arrangements. Hearing his words, there was no hesitation in his voice: “You’re right. Anyway, I still need time to sort out what we know.”

 

Long Yin suddenly relaxed, showing a bright smile. The two returned to the bedroom together, with Feng Qingyun planning to continue looking over the pile of jade slips in Long Yin’s bookcase. However, it was unknown from where and how, but the Demon Emperor suddenly took out a gold-embroidered robe with a silver background, luxurious beyond belief.

 

Even the children of the most wealthy and powerful sects only dared to use some heavenly silk for minor embroidery work at best but… Feng Qingyun fixed his eyes on that robe, shocked to realize that it was fully made of heavenly silk, with each thread directly condensed with the purest demonic Qi.

 

The entire robe shone in the moonlight, with the motifs embroidered on it looking like flowing spring water. As for whom that demonic Qi belonged to, Feng Qingyun could only sigh at how carefully he was being treated. “…Using such good silk and precious Qi to make something like that…”

 

“What? This useless thing?” Long Yin smirked. “Just say you like it and give me some face, okay?”

 

Feng Qingyun pursed his lips and glanced at him, then raised his hand to take the silk robe. Although compared with most cultivators Feng Qingyun’s family background was rich enough, as a swordsman, he was never particular about what he ate or wore. Now, changing into such a gorgeous robe, Feng Qingyun looked at himself in the mirror, in a trance for a moment. After coming back to his senses, he held back the emotions in his heart, lowered his eyes, and said: “…I seem to be wearing something that doesn’t suit me at all.”

 

“What’s wrong? How could it not suit you?” Long Yin was in the mood to mess with him once again, continuing: “You’re a flower demon, and there is no flower that isn’t graceful and noble.”

 

For the first time ever, Feng Qingyun was amused by his seemingly righteous and strong words: “I am neither a peony nor an orchid. Where do I deserve to be elegant and noble[mfn]in the Chinese culture, the peony is associated with nobility, prosperity, and wealth, a flower that was historically linked to the Chinese Emperors, while the orchid is known for its beauty and elegance, used to describe something of great fragility, grace, and refinement[/mfn]?”

 

However, Long Yin only said domineeringly: “I said it, so it’s right.”

 

Feng Qingyun looked at the two people in the mirror without saying a word. After a long time, he said: “…Thank you, Long Yin.”

 

“Why is the way you thank me always so perfunctory?” Long Yin asked with his irresistible but still infuriating smile.

 

Feng Qingyun blushed and glared at him through the mirror, shouting something in a low voice that only the two of them could hear. Then, accompanied by Long Yin’s smug face, he returned to the bedside to look at his jade slips as if he were running away. From Long Yin’s perspective, he could only see his red earlobes, as red as if they were covered in fresh blood.

 

…………………

 

For more than a dozen days before the opening of the Ghost Gate, the two of them temporarily lived in the Demon Palace. After sorting out all the information they knew, the development of Feng Qingyun’s body was finally clear. His flower buds were indeed as the Demon Emperor said, with completely fertile petals but completely fragile, underdeveloped stamens. No matter how long he waited, there was no chance for his flowers to bloom in their current state.

 

For that reason, Long Yin gave a solution: “Anyway, I have recovered. If you suck a little more of my essence, you’ll definitely be able to bloom.”

 

But that…

 

…If he couldn’t control his instinct again, who knew what would happen to both of them?

 

“And even if you suck me dry again, in fact, that’s also good—” Long Yin couldn’t finish his words. Aware of what he wanted to say, Feng Qingyun’s main vine directly slapped him flat on the jade wall of the Demon Palace.

 

Yue Jinshu did things well and soon sorted out some detailed information. Being caught in her master’s rough “display of affection”, she lowered her head to look at her nose, saying: “Your Highness, the jade slips you wanted have been sorted out.”

 

As for “His Highness” Feng Qingyun, his eyes went a little blank for a second.

 

Yue Jinshu was… With them?!

 

He quickly cleared his throat and withdrew his thoughts, pretending to be calm in Long Yin’s smiling eyes. “Thank you for your hard work,” he said. “Go down and have a rest.”

 

During the past ten days, no one could say whether the time passed by too quickly or too slowly. Feng Qingyun’s days were spent being either angry at Long Yin or completely stunned by his actions, like the time he presented a complete, rose jade hairpin. Seeing the hairpin that looked the same as the one he personally smashed in his previous life, even if he was psychologically prepared, the shock was still too much.

 

“Your Dragon God said that he still owes you a wedding gift,” but that man still had the habit of breaking any and every moment of tender atmosphere. “This time, he kept his word.”

 

Feng Qingyun was taken advantage of for nothing, but he just glared at Long Yin without even cursing him, taking the hairpin with very careful movements. After a few more days, right before the opening of the Ghost Gate, the two were leaning over the table in their bedroom, talking about the information Yue Jinshu gathered for them. Suddenly, both of them stopped at the same time.

 

At a road junction in the distance, a female cultivator held her sword and hesitantly stepped through the boundary of the Demon World, without receiving any warning. After a pause, she looked up at the Demon Palace, pursed her lips, and resolutely walked over.

 

Long Yin peeled a lychee fruit and handed it to Feng Qingyun’s mouth, acting as if that was a usual occurrence. “Your sister is here,” he said.

 

“Hmm.” Feng Qingyun responded and opened his mouth to take the fruit. “I’ll ask someone to pick her up.”

 

On the other side, Bai Ruolin walked half the road but suddenly stopped. She narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at the few demonic cultivators who greedily stopped in front of her.

 

“A righteous sword cultivator?” One of them showed a smile that could only be called a grimace. “Do you understand the rules of the Demon World?”

 

Those demonic cultivators were all cowards when alone, but acted like a pack of fearless wolves when united to bully a little girl. Bai Ruolin frowned slightly, holding her sword in front of her: “Rules? Let’s talk about your rules when you can defeat me.”

 

When the demonic cultivators heard her words, they laughed angrily: “You’re just a child! What do you know? Let us give you a lesson!” As soon as those words were said, green corpse water instantly scattered under the feet of the demons and slowly flowed away, gradually converging into some sort of formation on the ground. Bai Ruolin’s face changed slightly. She pinched her sword and was about to charge when a gust of gloomy wind suddenly blew through the clouds, followed by a majestic and terrifying Qi.

 

Everyone stopped moving. Bai Ruolin looked at the person who came with suspicion, but those demonic cultivators suddenly turned their heads in shock, exclaiming: “Crow, Ancestor–!?”

 

Those words could only refer to Qiān Lóu Míng, making Bai Ruolin feel suddenly shocked to hear them. The next moment, the wind swept over, and after the black fog dissipated, there was only a skeleton looking straight at her, with strange flames shining under his empty eyes.

 

Bai Ruolin immediately got goosebumps on her back. Almost instantly, she clearly felt that she was in no way, shape, or form his opponent, reaching for her storage ring to get a life-preserving charm. But the next moment, the existence that was strong enough to take over the entire Demon World bowed slightly to her and said respectfully: “Is this Lady Changle Sword Master[mfn]they are all referred to by the name of their swords + Sword Master, so I can only assume that Changle is her sword’s name. I can’t find a direct transaction of the name, but I assume it comes from 长乐未央 cháng lè wèi yāng, an idiom meaning endless happiness[/mfn]?”

 

Now, Bai Ruolin was truly petrified. With her strength, she was 100,000 miles away from any sword master… How could she dare answer to such a name?! However, the situation of seeing that terrifying demon show such a humble appearance was too funny. In the end, she could only retract her chin reservedly and ask: “…What about me?”

 

When the other demonic cultivators saw their interaction, they immediately looked at her in shock, no longer daring to act rashly.

 

“His Highness learned that Lady Sword Master had come a long way, especially ordering this humble one to come and meet you. His Majesty and His Highness had been waiting in the palace,” he continued while turning his skeletal body slightly sideways, accompanied by unsettling cracking sounds. “Sword Master, please.”

 

…Who is Your Highness?!

 

Bai Ruolin felt there was no way she could ever recover from her shock. She originally grabbed the three charms given to her by Feng Qingyun, thinking that even if she were to die here today, at least she had a chance to meet her brother. However, she never expected her life to develop in such a thrilling way, turning mortal danger into her taking Qiān Lóu Míng’s skeletal hand with a stupid, blank face, letting him fly her defenseless body toward the Demon Palace. After a long time, she gradually came back to her senses and turned her head to look at her nightmarish travel companion, asking: “So what… Can I dare to ask what Your Highness actually is–?”

 

That Ancestor seemed to look at her, however, there was no way to tell since there were no eyes inside his white, dry skull. “The Sword Master will know when she arrives,” he mysteriously said.

 

Bai Ruolin didn’t dare to ask any more questions until Qiān Lóu Míng landed in front of the majestic Demon Palace. The poor girl thought that the first time she stepped inside the Demon Palace would be while accompanying her two brothers to raze everything to the ground… Anyway, she never thought that it would be like this, welcomed like a distinguished guest.

 

…Was… Was her life even real?!

 

Bai Ruolin followed Qiān Lóu Míng, completely absent-mindedly. During that time, she tried to sheepishly look at the surrounding scenery, only to see that the land next to the Demon Palace was empty and awkward. It seemed that something was originally planted there, but now it was completely and ruthlessly pulled out, a realisation that brought a wave of surprise and disbelief to Bai Ruolin. She turned her head to get a clear look, only to almost bump into a tall woman who was standing in front of the palace gate.

 

“Sorry to disturb your rest, Ancestor.” The woman bowed to Qiān Lóu Míng, before turning to Bai Ruolin. “My name is Yue Jinshu and I’m a palace servant. I came to greet the Sword Master by the orders of His Highness.”

 

An ordinary palace servant… With a level of cultivation that was almost equal to Bai Ruolin’s, making her feel that life was even more surreal. She nodded stiffly and walked inside the Demon Palace with Yue Jinshu, but her brain was no longer there…

 

…What was the situation?! How come she entered the Demon Palace so easily?! Why was everyone welcoming her?!

 

Along the way, Yue Jinshu gently introduced everything to her, acting as if she was entertaining some noble guest inside the Royal Palace. The level of grandeur was fascinating to Bai Ruolin’s eyes, but she once again saw the bare grounds outside the palace’s gates through the huge window and blurted out: “Is that supposed to be barren? Shouldn’t there be something planted there?”

 

As soon as those words left her mouth, Bai Ruolin regretted it, secretly upset about her loose mouth that always spoke things it shouldn’t. “The Lady is right.” And yet, Yue Jinshu actually explained to her, not at all disturbed by the rude question. “There were originally flowers planted there but… In the past, His Majesty was scolded for something and, in order to coax His Highness, he transplanted all the flowers behind Futu Mountain.”

 

Bai Ruolin’s face was blank as if she was listening to some heavenly scriptures. After a long time, she asked: “…WasYour Highness… Coaxed?”

 

Yue Jinshu smiled and answered: “Of course not. His Highness never openly disliked those flowers. On the contrary, because they were removed, the outside of the Demon Palace turned into a wasteland, and look, His Majesty was scolded again.”

 

With every passing second things become more and more magical. Bai Ruolin turned her face to look outside the window once again, this time promising to keep her mouth shut. After that, there was no need for further conversation because soon enough, she arrived at the door of a bedroom. Seeing the familiar figure inside, Bai Ruolin’s steps suddenly stopped, looking at the man who was sitting on one side of a luxurious couch, blissfully chatting with the demon who accompanied him. In her memory, her brother always wore simple clothes but now… His thin waist was wrapped in a golden belt that kept together his silk robes, his hair was pulled up with a jade hairpin, and there were even several coins held in his long and slender fingers. After Bai Ruolin arrived, he stopped talking and turned his head to look at her. Never, not even in her most beautiful dreams, had Bai Ruolin seen such a leisurely appearance on her brother’s face. In fact, she could have never expected that after so many days of being a prisoner inside the Demon Palace, not only did he not look haggard, but his whole body actually showed the charm of a well-polished, shiny blade…

 

… Like a piece of exquisite jade that had been covered in dust in the hands of those who never deserved it, only to shine brightly under the careful care of those who truly loved it.

 

Bai Ruolin was left without words.

 

“Ruolin.” Feng Qingyun looked at her up and down for a moment and suddenly smiled. “You’ve lost weight.”

 

When Bai Ruolin heard that, she suddenly wanted to… Throw herself at his feet and bitterly cry. Yue Jinshu immediately took out a delicate hand-carved chair from her storage ring and put it behind the little girl, indicating for her to sit down.

 

“Thank you for your hard work, Jinshu. Go down and have a rest.” After saying that, Feng Qingyun turned his head and said softly to Bai Ruolin: “Hurry up and sit down, you came from far away. Have you encountered any danger on the road?”

 

After sitting down, Bai Ruolin shook her head and whispered: “…No.”

 

Feng Qingyun once again looked at her all over, satisfied to see there were no injuries on her body. “Then…”

 

Bai Ruolin’s heart was very depressed, but she felt that she was finally close to home. Thousands of words rushed to her mind, but she had no idea which sentence to say first. At that moment, the demon who sat next to Feng Qingyun without saying a word peeled a lychee fruit and handed it to his mouth.

 

Bai Ruolin remembered that her brother liked lychees the most. However, Feng Qingyun frowned slightly and said: “You must have peeled a hundred already. Even without a proper meal, I’m still full. Eat it yourself.”

 

The lychee was handed to Feng Qingyun’s mouth and even touched his lips, but after hearing his answer, the man smiled, took it back, and threw it into his mouth.

 

As for Feng Qingyun, he only glared at him and said nothing as usual.

 

Bai Ruolin opened her eyes wide with a slight astonishment. That, that was equivalent to–!

 

“Shouldn’t you introduce us?” The low and slightly amused voice of the demon pulled her attention back. Bai Ruolin finally peeled her eyes away from Feng Qingyun a little bit, turning her head to look at the man who kidnapped her brother from the safety of their sect.

 

To be fair, the rumored Demon Emperor seemed a little bit wicked and quick to anger, but the way he looked at her… Was like an elder looking at a talented junior. Bai Ruolin’s face became even more blank. Before coming here, she was prepared to be slapped like her fellow disciples, and even though she personally had no impression of the feared Demon Emperor, she still didn’t expect him to be like… Like… That.

 

For a brief moment, poor Bai Ruolin had the illusion she was a little girl whose parents divorced, and after her pitiful mother finally remarried, the child still subconsciously wanted to resist her new, cheap stepfather.

 

In the end, she held back her disagreement and pursed her lips, waiting for Feng Qingyun to introduce each other.

 

“My sister, Bai Ruolin. Don’t you remember?”

 

“Ah, yes, the only bamboo shoot raised among so many white-eyed wolves in that sect of yours,” Long Yin quickly answered. “Equivalent to half of your daughter, and your daughter is naturally my daughter as well. How can I not remember her?”

 

“Don’t take advantage of me!” Feng Qingyun glared at him as a warning and then turned his head to say to Bai Ruolin: “Don’t listen to his nonsense. Just call him Senior.”

 

Since Feng Qingyun said so… No matter how much Bai Ruolin resisted, she could only say: “…Senior.”

 

“Hmm.” Long Yin also responded grandly and then took out a storage ring and handed it to her.

 

Bai Ruolin: “…?!”

 

Just when she thought she couldn’t get any more shocked!

 

“The meeting gift he prepared for you,” Feng Qingyun explained. “Just take it.”

 

Bai Ruolin accepted the meeting gift from the Demon Emperor in a trance. For a moment, she felt like she could ascend on the spot. The world was too magical!

 

“So… What’s the matter with Ruolin coming all the way to find me?” Feng Qingyun asked gently.

 

Bai Ruolin regained her spirit, took a deep breath, and said her reason for coming over: “Actually, everything is okay… I was just a little worried about you, brother. I heard from Hua Ying… That you have blossomed in the Demon World, so I wanted to see you.”

 

“Did Hua Ying take the Baimu fruit I gave her back?” Feng Qingyun asked.

 

“Hmm.” Bai Ruolin nodded before continuing: “Before, Sect Leader… Who told him to send Hua Ying and the others to the Demon World in search of some stupid cure? Little girl Hua gave that whatever fruit to Liu Wu and he ate it without asking any questions, only for his foundation to collapse straight to zero! The whole cultivation world was shocked by this matter. Sect Leader… Alas, it was he who insisted on curing his eldest disciple, and cured he was but… Then he insisted on finding out the source of that fruit. That Hua girl was scared out of her body and confessed to everything, and Liu Wu also claimed that he knew before eating the fruit and that he deserved it. Both of them refused to say anything more, clinging to what little face they had left. As for Mu Hanyang, he went into seclusion to think about it and I used some means to find Hua Ying. She wanted to tell me…” Reaching this point, Bai Ruoling looked up at Feng Qingyun, only to see him watching her with patience and encouragement. “She said that she met you, brother. She said that you finally bloomed. I was really afraid that something went wrong with you, so I wanted to see you.” After saying that, she thought of something and quickly added: “I did not tell anyone I’ll come see you! Please rest assured!”

 

Feng Qingyun was truly moved. His little sister came to the Demon World to find him with just her sword, only because of a rumor. How could he not be moved? But before anything else, there was another thing that needed to be solved urgently…

 

“Did you mention anything to Mu Hanyang before you came here?” Feng Qingyun asked.

 

“No way!” Bai Ruolin answered immediately. “After brother left, the Sect Leader seemed to go crazy. He looked for all kinds of ways to bring you back, but the sect was in a mess so he had no choice but to give up on finding you. Otherwise… If he knew I came looking for you, I’m afraid he’d insist on following me, or place some sort of voice-transmission charm on me. Brother, please… I was afraid you wouldn’t be willing to see me because of him.”

 

“How could I refuse to see you because of him?” Feng Qingyun said softly. “You are vigilant enough, but you really need to practice your sharpness for spells.”

 

Bai Ruolin was stunned. “A simple voice-transmission charm is not good enough,” Feng Qingyun continued. “He simply placed a surveillance spell on you. Can’t you notice it?” As soon as those words left his mouth, Feng Qingyun raised his hand. Then, in Bai Ruolin’s shocked eyes, speckles of light rose from the ground and gathered in front of the three people, forming a half-transparent figure.

 

The moment Bai Ruolin saw that man, her face changed. She immediately stood up from her chair and said in disbelief: “Sect Leader–?!”

 

As for Feng Qingyun, contrary to his sister’s excessive reaction, only raised his eyes and looked at the familiar figure.

 

It was indeed Mu Hanyang.

 

“Qingyun.” The figure called softly. They hadn’t seen each other for months, but that man’s appearance was the same as always, deceivingly affectionate. And yet, Feng Qingyun only said lightly: “Lord Mu, long time to see.”

 

Mu Hanyang’s face contorted into a hurt expression, acting as if he was stabbed by his cold attitude. However, his eyes still greedily fell on Feng Qingyun. The person who once resolutely left his Dao ceremony was now wearing a silver silk robe covered in golden embellishments, looking like a rich dandy and not at all like the righteous sword cultivator he used to be. On the contrary… He looked like a poisonous flower that was spoiled rotten by the person who raised him, full of golden branches and jade leaves. It was simply a far cry from his appearance back in the Xiān Gōng Sect, making Mu Hanyang’s eyes sting while looking at him[mfn]Motherfucker, he wants Feng Qingyun to continue looking dusty and shabby while pitifully crying after him, and now he’s annoyed to see him look like the beautiful and confident flower Long Yin raised in a couple of chapters 🤣[/mfn].

 

It looked like… Leaving the Xiān Gōng Sect and… Without him, Feng Qingyun really had a good life! Mu Hanyang’s heart was full of mixed flavors, like pouring a bottle of vinegar over a gruesome wound. He opened his mouth and said: “Qingyun, this is not like you. Big Brother knows how you truly are–”

 

And yet, he was interrupted directly before he could even finish his words. And of course, it was not Feng Qingyun who interrupted him.

 

“Yo, if it isn’t the ex-Senior Brother of our Little Palace Master… What exactly do you know?” Long Yin immediately stabbed halfway through his words, hooking the corners of his mouth and continuing with hardly-concealed malice: “Oh, yes, I forgot…Only my little rose would address you like that.”

 

After realizing the meaning of Long Yin’s words, Mu Hanyang almost squeezed out a sentence between his teeth: “Qingun, you actually let him see your primordial body–”

 

“Only this much and you’re already so shocked,” Feng Qingyun answered lightly. “Didn’t Hua Ying tell you? He saw my true form and even ate a couple of my flower buds, but does this have anything to do with you?”

 

Mu Hanyang’s face instantly turned black, even darker than how it looked before. As for Long Yin, he gleefully peeled off yet another lychee fruit and handed it to Feng Qingyun’s mouth… And the one who said he was already full from eating too much today looked down at the thing delivered to his mouth and reluctantly opened his lips to take it.

 

It seemed that he was deliberately giving face to someone in front of Mu Hanyang. Long Yin smiled even more brightly, before turning his head to look at Mu Hanyang and asking: “Look at you, what are you even trying to do? Why do you insist on letting yourself look so ugly?…

 

… After all, you’re just a–” In front of Mu Hanyang’s extremely angry eyes, Long Yin regained his spoiled and arrogant male pet persona, saying with mockery:

 

“Sore loser.”

 

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As usual, up to five chapters in advance are available here. Happy reading!

 

 

T.N: Hello everyone! I have decided to start a second project, a little novel of about 60 chapters titled The Desperate Housewife. I will continue to update WYFSDLG on Tuesdays, and the new novel on Thursdays. Here is the synopsis:

“Bravely facing the fact that you’ve become a mistress is the first step toward growth.”

With that mindset, Jiang Cenglan knocked on the door of his boyfriend’s wife, ready to rescue the poor rich woman who was married to a cheater. But to his surprise, the scumbag’s wife turned out to be none other than Li Que — the male supermodel he had secretly admired for a long time!

Li Que might have been beautiful and delicate, but he was stronger than Jiang Cenglan ever imagined. After learning the full story of his husband’s infidelity, he turned the tables and, with the grace of someone older and wiser, began helping Jiang Cenglan — the unfortunate “mistress” — pick up the pieces of his ruined life.

And that also included… Giving him sex education.

Just like that, Jiang Cenglan’s first life lesson was personally taught… By his boyfriend’s legally wedded wife.

Jiang Cenglan × Li Que

Mistress × Wife

Bottom × Bottom pretending to be tops to trick each other

P.S.: They’re already divorced. Keep that in mind, but don’t let Little Jiang know just yet 😏

 

T.N: Color me intrigued… I don’t know about y’all, but I’m a big fan of reversible couples. However, I’ve only encountered the “two tops” scenario, with one of them sacrificing his chrysanthemum in the name of love, and never “two bottoms” competing to top each other :)) Also, the setting is the fashion world, a place very dear to my heart, so let’s hope this is good ❤️