Chapter 1The Sweetest Con

The hot guy downstairs opened a dessert shop because I said I liked sweets.

But business was terrible. I actively helped him promote it.

Then I discovered the shop only opened when I went there.

When my best friend found out, she said it sounded like one of those "pig-butchering" scams where a guy creates a perfect persona just for you.

I was scared and stopped going.

Later, I heard the shop was closing down. I overheard the hot guy talking to his employee:

Employee: "Give up, man. The girl you have a crush on hasn't come in a week. This shop is dead."

The hot guy looked even more aggrieved, correcting him: "Plus three hours, twenty minutes, and sixteen seconds. Oh, seventeen seconds now..."

He got sadder as he spoke. "I'll never like her again!"

Until the next second, his employee saw me and shouted, "Ms. Lin is here!"

The hot guy's eyes lit up instantly. He turned to his employee: "Quick, quick! Are the desserts ready? She loves cream puffs, mochi, and snow skin mooncakes..."

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A new dessert shop opened in my apartment complex.

As a certified dessert addict, I naturally couldn't miss it.

"Hi, I'd like a snow skin mooncake to go."

I called out to an old man dressed as a waiter.

"Certainly."

The old man bowed his head to pack the mooncake.

His movements were elegant and refined.

If he weren't wearing a waiter's uniform, I would have mistaken him for a butler in a period drama.

I instinctively looked behind him.

A tall man was working in the back kitchen with his back to me.

Even from the back, I could tell he was hot.

Is he the owner?

I heard from neighbors that the owner of this dessert shop is a handsome guy.

"Miss, your mooncake is ready."

The old man's voice rang in my ear, quite loud.

But even though he was talking to me, his eyes were fixed on the hot owner behind him.

Like he was saying it for him to hear.

I was stunned. Before I could react, the hot owner suddenly appeared in front of me woosh.

He smiled at me. "What a coincidence, Ms. Lin. We meet again."

Only then did I see his face clearly.

It was Lucas, the hot guy who moved in downstairs three months ago.