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Betrayed by her lover, Su Yun broke up with the unfaithful man in anger. Once she reclaimed her heart, she resolved never to give it away so easily again. Love? Why take it so seriously? But He Mian was determined to win Su Yun’s heart, approaching her with patience and care. He Mian said, “Would you like to date me? The kind where you don’t have to take responsibility.” Su Yun replied, “…Alright.” Later on, He Mian said, “It’s fine if you don’t take responsibility for me. I’ll take responsibility for you.” Su Yun asked, “Why me? I have a past. I’m not worthy of you.” He Mian replied, “It’s alright. Everyone has moments when they lose their way. I don’t blame you.” Gentle and graceful translator meets the cunning, aloof (but not really) great artist—a sweet romance story~.

In his previous life, Li Junsheng was foolish and blind to the truth, completely manipulated by his wife, Ma Yulian. First, she colluded with her lover to trick him out of his respectable job at the machinery factory. Later, his family was torn apart, left in utter ruin. They say raising children is a safeguard for one’s old age, yet when he reached his twilight years, his two sons ignored him, and his daughter never visited. The eldest son he favored most turned out to be nothing but an ungrateful wretch, draining Li Junsheng of all his worth before discarding him. His beloved eldest granddaughter even forced him to live in a doghouse. Looking back on his life, regret gnawed at his soul. But fate, in its mysterious justice, granted him another chance: he was reborn at the very banquet where he had first been tricked out of his job. Seeing the scheming couple meticulously plotting against him, Li Junsheng’s heart pounded—finally, the time for revenge had arrived. As his venomous wife and her lover pressed him to sign away his future, Li Junsheng remained calm and thoughtful. Since the iron rice bowl was destined to be smashed anyway, why not... “You want my job? Fine. How much are you willing to pay for it?”.