Ao Wuchang

Yves King, hailed as a legendary figure among modern mercenaries and a military king, experiences profound repentance after settling a major grudge. Choosing to heed his late mother's final wish, he embarks on a journey to lead a normal life and embrace an average, ordinary existence.
However, owing to a twist of fate and the consequences of nepotism, Yves finds himself in the employ as a security guard of a chilly female President after inadvertently offending her. To complicate matters, destiny takes another turn as the female President becomes his tenant. The constant role reversals between them ignite intense conflicts and battles. The question lingers: who will emerge victorious in this war between man and woman?
Yet, as Yves aspires for the tranquility of a tree standing still, the relentless winds of life continue to blow. Can he genuinely achieve his wish of being an ordinary person? Will he maintain his peace of mind while observing from the sidelines as beautiful women of diverse identities and styles gather around an ordinary security guard?
The captivating stories behind this security guard, who cherishes leisure, indulges in culinary delights, and whiles away his time awaiting the inevitable, are poised to unfold. Everything awaits your discovery~

Flower City's Twelve Beauties

"What's really going on with this drug trafficking case?" Yves King deliberately made his voice sound a bit frustrated. "I simply can't bring myself to believe that Faye would be involved in drug trafficking. Her family's assets are enough for her to live on for dozens of generations." His complaint was within reason. Otherwise, baby Cade might suspect that he knew something.


"About that..." Baby Cade hesitated a bit before saying, "Yves King, I'm really sorry. This is classified information, and I can't reveal it. But I, for one, believe that Faye Owen wouldn't be involved in this. You can rest assured that the innocent will be absolved. She won't be wronged. I'll ensure she's treated fairly while in custody."


This woman is principled indeed. She would rather curse the director over the phone than blow case secrets. Fortunately, Yves King had no intention of pumping her for information. Her assurance put him more at ease. After a few nonchalant responses, he hung up.


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