Josh is a talented lawyer, but he lives as a workaholic after breaking off his engagement due to his myelopathy.
The only good news in daily life is that the law firm's cleaning company that was dissatisfied is changing.
After an eventful day waiting for a new cleaner, I was greeted by Angel, my drunken one-night stand last night.
“But cleaning… . Are you good at it?”
Can we trust this seemingly infinitely light-hearted man to do the cleaning?
An elite lawyer's life was ruined by a Playboy cleaner.
Is this a love affair, or is it shock treatment for mycorrhea?
A full-blown dirt-cleaning, push-pull romance!!