Turned The Fake Relationship With My Chaebol Childhood Friend Real

Tan Chen is my childhood friend. Born into a wealthy chaebol family, handsome, sharp brow ridges, broad shoulders, narrow waist, 185 cm tall. One day, however, he sorrowfully came to confide in me, saying his crush was a girl. White dress, sweet smile, just worried his parents wouldn’t accept her. I said: Easy fix, just bring a guy home instead, then they’ll accept anyone. Then Tan Chen looked at me with deep, affectionate eyes: “Suyu, can you help me?” Me: At the time, I figured with over a dozen years of brotherhood, if I didn’t help him, who would? Little did I know, the moment I resolutely stepped into his house— Uncle and Auntie looked at me calmly for two seconds: Pretty good, we know this kid inside and out. Uncle and Auntie: Bless you guys to last forever (99). Me: ? To avoid breaking Uncle and Auntie’s hearts, I was forced into a crazy fake-dating gig with Tan Chen. Not only did I have to endure his naturally strong control freak tendencies, jealousy overdrive, and occasional split personality/mood swings, I also had to hold hands, hug, kiss, and in the end, accidentally end up in bed! With my waist aching and mind spinning out, I kept thinking: Wait a minute! Isn’t my bro into girls?! Later, in Tan Chen’s drawer, I finally dug out the photo of his “crush.” Looks like a girl, white dress, sweet smile. Background slightly yellowed. Me: ? I shook with rage from head to toe. Fucking hell! Isn’t this just a photo of me from back in the day?! — Description from novelcodex.orgFull novel: Turned The Fake Relationship With My Chaebol Childhood Friend Real — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠