Acting Straight

You Yuan had no secrets in front of Yu Lingshuang.From little things like her sleeping position, to bigger things like her body measurements, even the people she’s had crushes on before, Yu Lingshuang knew them all.Because they’ve been good friends since they were five years old.The friendship between childhood sweethearts was strong and impenetrable, unshakable even.Later, You Yuan discovered their friendship had actually collapsed on her side—When Yu Lingshuang approached her, she became nervous;When Yu Lingshuang hugged her to sleep, her heartbeat would speed up;When Yu Lingshuang invited her to take a bath together, she subconsciously refused.From then on, You Yuan harboured her first secret from her good friend.—In the middle of the night, You Yuan accidentally sent Yu Lingshuang her favorite yuri comic, and proclaimed that the protagonist of the comic was her ideal type.By the time she realized, it was too late to retrieve the message.You Yuan, who had always pretended to be a straight woman, was at a loss. She made a lame excuse: [Um, my WeChat account was hacked just now.]After a while, Yu Lingshuang simply replied: [Yeah.]But the next time they met—When You Yuan woke up, she saw Yu Lingshuang wearing the same outfit as the protagonist of that comic, sitting in the living room. She had her eyebrows raised nonchalantly.—Afterwards, You Yuan’s punishment for refusing to take a bath together was delivered timely.Yu Lingshuang caressed the mole on her waist, her voice clear yet unable to hide her smile, and asked vengefully,“Didn’t you reject me very firmly back then, why are you trembling now?”

Fang Yu met Tan Yunshu at the age of 19—they were the same age and attended the same university. She was the daughter of the Tan family’s newly hired maid, while Tan Yunshu was the elegant and noble heiress. Her mother sternly reminded her to stay in her place, focus on her studies, and never provoke Tan Yunshu, whether inside or outside school. They were from different worlds: one dazzling and bright, the other lowly as dust. Fang Yu truly abided by this—until Tan Yunshu was the one who provoked her. The dignified Tan family heiress repeatedly knocked on her door at night, filling the cramped, barely-two-person room with an air of ambiguity. Over those three years, Tan Yunshu would grow jealous when others confessed to Fang Yu, whispering time and again in her ear, "You’re mine." Only after graduation did Fang Yu learn the meaning behind those words—she had merely been Tan Yunshu’s pastime— Because Tan Yunshu was about to get engaged. She even personally handed Fang Yu the wedding invitation with a smile, under the pretense of being university alumni. That same night, Fang Yu cut off all ties with Tan Yunshu. --- Tan Yunshu had always treated Fang Yu as her possession—a pressure-relieving distraction. Until the day Fang Yu vanished from her world, completely and irrevocably.

Jiang Ling’s girlfriend invited her and a few friends to a resort in a neighboring province to celebrate her birthday. However, the vacation took a turn when Jiang Ling was cheated on—right under her nose, her girlfriend flirted with one of their friends. Even when Jiang Ling couldn’t join the outings due to painful cramps, her girlfriend ended up in that girl’s room, finishing an entire new box of finger condoms. Jiang Ling’s temple twitched: "..." Who’s dating whom, exactly? She didn’t drag out the breakup, buying a return train ticket the same day. But as she hauled her luggage and opened the door, she came face-to-face with Ji Chijin, whom she’d only seen a few times at the resort. Strikingly gorgeous and radiant, Ji Chijin carried an air of cool detachment. She met Jiang Ling’s gaze calmly and said lightly, "I’m prettier, more talented, and richer than her. Want to date me and piss her off?" After a brief hesitation, Jiang Ling agreed, wheeling her suitcase into Ji Chijin’s deluxe suite. Yet the moment they entered, Ji Chijin cleared her throat and added, "Oh, and I won’t act for free. Hold me at least three times a day." "That’s not too much to ask, is it?" Jiang Ling: "Why not just say sleep together three times a day instead?" Ji Chijin’s eyes sparkled: "That works too?" Jiang Ling: "..."

Everyone knows that Yan La and Xie Lingsheng are not close—the former lively and energetic, the latter quiet and reserved. Even Yan La herself thinks so. Until they meet in a business setting. Yan La, a radio host, arrives at the partner company to sign a contract, while Xie Lingsheng is the vice president who has just returned from a business trip. Xie Lingsheng remains as reticent as ever, her expression cool and distant. Yan La blinks and says, "Xie Lingsheng, I just heard you'll be giving the speech again at the alumni celebration next month." "See you at the celebration then."

He Jing attended her university classmates' gathering for the first time, but never expected to be set up—The real purpose of the gathering was a confession, and she was the one being confessed to.Facing the bright red roses, He Jing frowned and rejected him outright: "Sorry, I don't like you."She made up an excuse: "My partner will come pick me up later."The handsome male classmate who had confessed to her shook his head: "Impossible."His gaze was sincere and fervent: "I know you don't have a partner, He Jing. Please give me a chance, okay?"The other classmates chimed in with cheers and encouragement.He Jing raised an eyebrow, glanced toward the entrance, and casually pointed at a beautiful woman who had just walked in: "Sorry, my partner is here."With that, she walked over to the woman, put on a pitiful look, and whispered: "Can you please help me out? Just say you're here to pick me up.""I'm being harassed."Before the beautiful woman could answer, He Jing heard a shocked exclamation from behind—from the male classmate: "Auntie...?"He Jing: ???