Devoted Love

The day Jin Zhao reunited with Meng Yanxi, her students had just been egging her on in class, asking whether she had ever had a secret crush.

The wind flipped the pages of the book. Jin Zhao smiled faintly and nodded. “Yes. Tall and handsome. He looks cool and aloof, and his mouth is sharp enough that you’d worry he could poison himself just by licking his lips, but actually his heart is very warm, very soft. Aside from occasionally being a bit silly and having poor alcohol tolerance, he doesn’t really have any flaws. He even has exceptionally good luck.”

After class, she waited by the roadside for a DiDi. A black sedan stopped in front of her, unlocking with a “click.”

She was lowering her head to reply to a message and, without thinking, pulled open the door and sat inside.

The car drove off. At the same time, her phone rang, and the DiDi driver’s booming voice echoed in her ear: “You got into the wrong car! I’ve been honking like crazy behind you and you didn’t hear me? That’s a Maybach—over ten million! How did you dare?”

Jin Zhao froze in shock and was just about to confirm with the owner when the man who had been silent in the driver’s seat suddenly lifted his gaze.

Through the rearview mirror, Jin Zhao was caught completely off guard, meeting a pair of pitch-black peach-blossom eyes.

Jin Zhao: “……”

Help! She got into her secret crush’s Maybach by mistake!

*Sweet girl x cool guy / outwardly soft, inwardly strong NPC x heaven’s favored big shot
*Urban interwoven with campus / secret crush comes true / mutual redemption / double C, double first love
*Coming-of-age story, from youth, to adulthood, to intimate relationships; the growth of all characters runs throughout.

[An absurd, silly story that’s sleazy yet faintly tinged with pure love]

As the college entrance examination approached, third-year high school students pulled out all sorts of tricks to release their academic pressure. Xiang Di was no exception—only her way of decompressing was very… peculiar.

——yy her crush (sleazy version).

The number-one academic god of their grade, who also happened to be an iceberg school heartthrob, Bai Jiangxin.

yy makes people happy.

Xiang Di’s mock exam scores shot up by leaps and bounds, and she didn’t notice at all that her crush—who could read people’s thoughts—had been tormented by her sleazy fantasies to the point of being unable to sleep all night, his mock exam scores plummeting disastrously.

Finally, one day, Bai Jiangxin couldn’t take it anymore. He threw down his pen and walked over to Xiang Di’s desk.

The girl had a harmless, sweet-looking face. She blinked, her delicate, cute features filled with innocence.

“Do you need something, Classmate Bai?”

Bai Jiangxin: “Let’s talk.”

“Ah, that wouldn’t be very appropriate, right?” The girl looked cautious about avoiding suspicion. “What if the teacher misunderstands and thinks we’re having an early romance?”

Early romance? She actually had the nerve to say early romance?

The corner of Bai Jiangxin’s mouth twitched.

When clearly, in her head, he had already made her cry who knows how many times.

Later, Bai Jiangxin discovered that she really was a great prophet.

– Outwardly abstinent, but ferocious when it comes to real, hands-on action: a lofty, untouchable flower × Inwardly sleazy, but the moment things get real, instantly chickens out: a sleazy, cute girl

– You aloof, repressed men are just born to be ruthlessly conquered by straightforward, sweet girls

Content warnings:

• xp fic. The author’s xp may not suit every reader. I can only guarantee I enjoyed writing it; it may make many people cringe. Personal tastes differ—please be understanding~
• The writing style is exaggerated and crude, with a large number of vulgar jokes. If you can’t handle the protagonist’s crude inner thoughts, please read with caution.
• The male lead is a sharp-tongued, snarky commentator. If you can’t accept the male lead roasting and mocking the female lead, read with caution. If you can’t accept the female lead having her privacy exposed by the male lead reading her mind, also read with caution.
• Before the college entrance exam, it’s only yy, no dating
• Complaints like “if the female lead were male, she’d just be a sleazy yy guy” are not accepted. Our girl is really great besides being sleazy!
• Not pure romance, and not pure sleaze either—sometimes very sleazy, sometimes very pure romance. The composition is complex

 [Footnotes]

• yy: Internet slang meaning to fantasize or indulge in daydreams, often with a suggestive undertone.
• xp: Short for “sexual preference” or “kink,” used here to indicate the author’s personal taste.