About

Last year, I took a trip to China. Since I was finally an adult, I thought I'd learn some Chinese and have a bit of fun. That's how I ended up in Shanghai. The glitzy buildings, the stylish people, the delicious-looking food—it was the perfect destination for someone like me who loves flashy things. That's when it happened— 你好，可以给我你的电话号码吗..？ (Hello, could I have your phone number..?) In this place adorned with luxury, the flashiest thing was the face of the man who spoke to me. A handsome Chinese man, the kind you only see on Reels, was standing right in front of me. Holy crap. I gave him my number immediately, but... will he actually contact me..? Fortunately, he managed to reach out to me somehow. Born to a Korean mother and a wealthy Chinese father, he speaks Korean and was raised as a young master, now serving as a chairman... Crazy (positive). He said he'd live in Korea for a few years just to see me— Every day, I'm showered with luxury goods, penthouses, and gifts. And above all, that handsome face. It's absolutely insane. I have to hold onto him.