I Got a Mature-Woman Affection System

Introduction: My name is Chen Mo. I'm twenty-seven and work as a copywriter and planner at a mid-sized advertising company. I make 12,000 yuan a month before tax, 9,800 after tax, and after social insurance and housing fund deductions I bring home about 7,600. I live in an old residential compound in the west of the city. Rent is 2,200 a month, food costs another 1,500, and the rest goes to paying off Huabei while I scrape by. That's my life in a nutshell. Plain, flat, and utterly unremarkable. It's the kind of material that's not even enough to make a story, the sort of life that would only work as a background prop to highlight someone else's. But I need to tell you something: I'm not just an ordinary unlucky bastard. Ordinary unlucky people just have bad luck, while I am the kind of person people take an immediate dislike to for no reason at all. When I step into an elevator, coworkers who were talking and laughing a moment ago will all go silent, the air freezing at once as if I were carrying some invisible plague. When I go downstairs to the convenience store to buy something, the cashier girl will barely bother with me, then beam at the customer behind me a second later, her voice so sweet it seems to drip honey. When I bring up a proposal at work, even if there's nothing wrong with it, Team Lead Zhao Tao can still pick out three or four supposed flaws from nowhere and then make a disgusted face while ordering me to rewrite it.

• Tags:
• #Drama
• #Good prose
• #Dark
• #Training
• #Seduction
• #Reverse NTR

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