This was supposed to be just a project, another stepping stone towards Tian Xuning's goal of being an A-list Actor. So why is his heart beating like he ran a fucking marathon every time he looks at his damns co-actor's ips.

Wu Suo Wei never expected a simple job ad to change his life. All he wanted was enough money to cover his rent but the mansion door he knocked on belonged to Chi Cheng, a sharp, guarded businessman raising his three-year-old son alone. What begins as employment deepens into late-night domesticity, lingering glances, and unspoken tension. Wu finds himself entangled not only in the child's laughter but in Chi's presence until Chi's ex-wife Yue Yue suddenly returns, threatening to tear apart the fragile happiness they've built. A story of love found in unexpected places, of family made by choice, and of two men learning that home isn't a mansion, it's the arms you fall asleep in.

Zi Yu is the campus heartbreaker-flirty, effortlessly charming, and utterly allergic to commitment. With a dazzling smile and a revolving door of admirers, he lives for attention but keeps his heart locked tight behind playful winks and pretty lies. Love, to him, is a game-until he meets Tian Xu Ning. Tian Xu Ning is everything Zi Yu isn't: calm, mature, patient, and an absolute green flag. A top student, a reliable friend, and someone who doesn't fall for pretty words or shallow flirts. When he transfers to the university, he becomes an unexpected rival to Zi Yu-not in love, but in popularity. The difference? Xu Ning doesn't even try. He just is. Intrigued by the man who doesn't seem to care about his charms, Zi Yu makes a bet with his friends: make Tian Xu Ning fall for him in a month. But things spiral when the unshakable Tian Xu Ning turns out to be as emotionally intelligent as he is handsome-and instead of falling for Zi Yu, he starts unraveling all the walls Zi Yu built to protect himself. As the lines between game and reality blur, Zi Yu begins to fall-genuinely, deeply, terrifyingly. But can a playboy believe he's worthy of love? And will the green flag stay even when he discovers the truth behind the bet? A slow-burn, fluff-filled romantic comedy where healing feels like falling in love-and the playboy learns that sometimes, the real risk is opening your heart.

Chi Cheng, is a cold CEO feared in boardrooms-at day but at night, he drowns in liquor and meaningless sex. Emotionally numb and haunted by trauma, nothing ever lingers. Until one night changes everything. Wu Suowei, 22, is barely making ends meet, juggling exhausting late-night jobs. While working a late night shift, his best friend shuai offers him a high-paying opportunity-twice from his other jobs combined. Desperate, Wu agrees without question. Only to realize-too late-that it's a gay bar. But the pay is too good. And he's too desperate to walk away. Later, during a particularly difficult evening, a persistent customer pressures him to drink. Wu hesitates-remembering what happened the last time he said no. Swallowing his pride-and the liquor. One drink turns into several. Unsteady and disoriented, he stumbles down a hallway, barely able to stay on his feet... Until a hand catches him by the waist just before he collapses. Chi Cheng But Chi, known for never showing compassion, surprises even himself. Leads the boy to a quiet room upstairs. He intends to leave,-but the drunk stranger grabs his wrist and pulls him into bed. Chi could have easily escaped his hold. But that night, something is different. There's no resistance in him. Instead, he lets himself be held-and for the first time in years, he falls into a deep, dreamless sleep. By morning, the stranger is gone. No name. No trace. Just a cold space where warmth had briefly rested. Chi doesn't let go easily. He finds him. And when he does, there's no pretense. "Sleep with me," his voice quiet-nothing like the icy tone he uses with everyone else. "Name your price." Wu Suowei goes rigid "You think everything can be bought with money?!" He turns to leave, furious. But Chi's next words freeze him. "Two hundred thousand yuan." Wu Suowei's footsteps falter. The number hangs in the air like a loaded gun-impossible to ignore. He doesn't turn around. But he doesn't take another step, either.