A Song For Hmong New Year

This Hmong Chinese folksong, or more like "kwv txhiaj" with musical accompaniment is called "Tag Kis Twb Yuav Mus" by Laj Tsawb (Chinese: Zhou Xing Lan).  She is Hmong from Yunnan Province, China.  The only thing I can make out from the beginning is her singing about the sky being bright upon the Hmong homeland, making it a good time to gather hemp (used to make threads to spun into cloth) and then I don't understand a word afterward until she starts singing about a young man courting a young lady.  In the lyrics, Laj Tsawb talks about how the young man leaves his doorstep to court the young woman, and they talked so well, but can he bear to leave her behind since he must leave early the next morning (in the old days, guys and girls from the same village usually don't court since they may be related, so the young men would have to travel to nearby villages or to other areas to court young women; thus the lovers don't often get to meet one another except for the New Year's festival). 

Since I don't understand everything, I won't attempt literal translation.  But basically, if I'm correct, she starts out singing by admiring the simple lifestyle of the Hmong people and used that as a transition into talking about courtship of a young couple.  It's a kwv txhiaj suitable for this time of the year, especially for young or more mature couples who will have to part ways after the New Year's festival ends.

Hmong Outfits 2012

Sharing pictures of Hmong outfits from Hmong New Year in Fresno 2012

 

Hmong New Year 2012-2013 Fresno

I came back from a visit to Fresno's Hmong New Year today and decided to share some of the pictures I took.  Maybe I'm getting older but every year, this event becomes redundant and less and less interesting/exciting.  Everything is always the same, with people preaching Hmong traditions and values but the vast majority straying away from it.

For me personally, I believe that the event will be more exciting if we try to embrace or return to some of the more rustic traditions and values of the past, including those that may still be adhered to by the Miao/Hmong people of China.  I believe that simplicity is more meaningful and beautiful.  But then again, that nostalgic past is the way it was because village life required young men and women to help their families with chores and farmwork and so New Year became the sole time for them to court one another in open daylight.  So the New Year's Festival, in my opinion, was more precious and had more value in the old days.

Merry Christmas

Happy Holidays!

Sorry for not posting anything up lately; been busy studying but hopefully I will have something to post in the next coming week.

May the merry season bring you and your family many good cheers.

Neeg Lub Neej Summary

Before I dive into more recently released, new, and upcoming Hmong movies, I wanted to share summaries of some past releases that remain favorites of mine. Therefore, I’m beginning with the original classic, Neeg Lub Neej, starring Lou Thao as Nkauj Ntsum and Khoua Yang as Tub Tuam.

Summary

Nkauj Ntsum and Tub Tuam dated and soon married. They each found successful careers and built a comfortable life together. However, there was one thing they did not have: children.

One day, Tub Tuam's mother pulled him aside and told him that she had spoken with their relatives. They all agreed that although he and Nkauj Ntsum were well-off, they needed children for their family to have a happy ending. Tub Tuam told his mother that, no matter what anyone said, he refused to take a second wife because he loved Nkauj Ntsum dearly. His mother, however, insisted that he should remarry. Tub Tuam said that before taking such a step, he wanted to make sure through medical testing that Nkauj Ntsum truly could not have children.

Song of the Week

Many people like this song for its beautiful voices, lyrics, and melody...aspects that speak well and straight the the Hmong heart...

Suab Nag Yaj & Npis Lis Tsab – Kob Nag Tshauv Nag Tshav Ntuj

Girl:

Cas ntiaj teb yuav dav luaj no
Why is the world so vast?
Kuv thiab koj niam sib ncaim lawm
You and I have been separated
Lub hnub ploj tav no mam tawm
The sun vanished for all this time and has only appear
Ntuj mam rov qaws wb los sib ntsib
The heavens has allowed us to meet again
Tus dej ncau ntws sis faib kev
The river branches into different paths
Lug toj lug pes mus ntev ua luaj
Meandering mountains and hills for many miles
Koj laus tag kuv twb laus dua
You have aged and I am older
Mam ntws sib tshuam hnub twg yuav ploj
(Like the river we’ve) flowed and merged again (but) the sun is about to set

Anayi Movie Recaps

Since I am kind of slow in terms of undating my writings, I have been contemplating on whether I should post Hmong movies summaries/recaps.  In the end, I decided to start with the Miao movie, Anayi.  For those of you who may not be familiar or who are confused, I just wanted to clarify that the term "Miao" used in China encompasses the Hmong and does not mean cat, like the derogatory "Meo" term used in Southeast Asia to label the Hmong in the past.  "Miao" in Chinese is equated with rice seedling, hinting to a possible fact that the Miao were the first people to cultivate rice in the world.  Miaozu, or Miao nationality, are divided into three subbranches (Western, Central, and Eastern) based on dialects and the Hmong outside the China mainland are considered to be in the Far Western group, nonethless still part of the Western Miao branch.  With this said, even though Anayi is about the Central Miao, it is nonetheless a Miao/Hmong movie and that is the reason why I decided to summarize it.  (Note: For those who are curious and don't know, the Eastern Miao are the ones in the poster for "A Candlelight Dream.")

This film was made in 2005 and starred Chouchou (also the director, screenwriter, and co-producer--she graduated from Beijing Art Academy) as the leading protagonist Anayi, Cheng Xiaodong as Ahan, and Wang Xuefeng as Abao.  Chouchou is half Miao, half Dong (an ethnic group who lives near the Miao but in lower elevations near rivers and streams, and who belongs to the same language family as the Thai/Lao), Cheng Xiaodong is Dong, and Wang Xuefeng is Miao.

Song of the Week

This is one of my favorite songs from the Hmong rock band, The Sounders.  It conveys a sort of nostalgic, haunting feeling of unfulfilled love between a couple in the old days.  So while listening to it about two years ago, it became an inspiration for a subplot to my in-progress story, Nkauj Nog.  Keep an eye out for that...

Song of the Week

(I thought this was a really nice Hmong Chinese song, to be exact the singer is Ahmao, but it was a bit of a challenge to understand and translate because the singer has an accent.  I couldn't really make out some of the words she was singing in the chorus in particular, so I tried my best to translate so that it makes some sense.)

Luo Na Yi - Koj Tias Kuv Tsis Hlub

Koj tias, kuv zoo xws rev paj tawg

You said that I am like a blooming flower

Tsuas yog pom kuv luag ntxhi

As long as I smile

Koj tsuas zoo siab

You are happy

Koj tias, koj tsuas hlub kuv ib leeg

You said that you would love only me

Yuav hlub txog hnub uas kawg koj lub neej

Love till the last day of your life

Nkauj Nog Chapter 1

The color of the morning sky did not change much from its night counterpart.  The clouds appeared liked a herd of gigantic dark and angry elephants, readied to destroy anyone and anything in its path.  The wind blew turbulently at times, flaunting its prowess and forcing everything except the sturdiest object to bend before its greatness.  The heavens did not smile with its bright orange flames, but instead, wished to cry any minute.  It seemed as if the heavens was moved by the goodness of someone below, and pitied that person very much.

A woman, slender and graceful, stood patiently by the gate of a manor as if waiting for her husband.  Although there were loud cheers and laughter vibrating from inside the main courtyard, the woman’s face was pale and wet with tears.  She looked past the gate to the far distance, and then back at her abdomen.  She touched it and more tears flowed down her cheeks.  Her husband did not know that she was with child for a few months already.

“Nyab—Sister-in-Law!” a woman called from behind.

“Mab, it’s you,” the woman by the gate turned around and answered.

“Nyab, don’t shed anymore tears.  I too am saddened by what my brother has done to you, but no matter what, what has been done has already been done.  Whether anyone likes it or not, Luj Tuam is bringing his second wife home today.  Let’s just consider that this is your fate so the only thing you can do now is continue to be a good-hearted person who does the right thing.  One day, the sky will brighten and my brother will see your goodness.”

Nkauj Nog Prologue

            Once upon a time, the Miao lived in the fertile valley of the Yellow River.  Although majestic and grand, the river often flooded during the rainy season and swallowed many lives.  For some, the catastrophic circumstance was so intolerable that they were prompted to follow Txiv Yawg—Chiyou, to the northern land where they established the magnificent, technologically-advanced Kuj Cuab Cuaj Lig Ntuj—Juili Kingdom.  It was only after Txiv Yawg was defeated and lost his life at Lima Pass to the Yellow Emperor—Huangdi, that the Juili Miao crossed the river once more and returned south to reunite with their Miao relatives.

The Juili Miao soon discovered that their southern counterparts were scattered everywhere, dwelling a poor and backward lifestyle that lacked structure, leadership, and unity as a people.  They knew that in order to lead a life of comfort and prosperity, the Miao people must be organized into a civilization.  Thus, the Juili Miao became the leaders and applied Txiv Yawg’s innovative and profound principles of governorship, development, and solidarity to change the future of the Miao.  But the Miao homeland was impressive.  To reduce the daunting task of governing such an enormous country where some citizens may not even be aware of the existence of a monarch, the Miao leaders decided that it was wisest to divide the land into three kingdoms to better facilitate the process of ruling a people.  The western kingdom became known as Cuaj Zag—Nine Dragons; the middle kingdom was known as Lig Xia—Blue Li; and the eastern kingdom was termed Ntuj Kag—Clear Heavens.  So for a period of time this notion of governance flourished, and the three kingdoms existed peacefully and harmonically—prospering together.

But civilization and progress often lured attention, jealousy, and lust from neighbors.  Lingering in the northern land was the old nemesis of the Juili Miao—the Suav, descendants of the Yellow Emperor and his people.  Their population was booming but land became scarce.  When they heard of the prolific soil in the south, they gradually embarked on the journey south like large groups of infesting locusts and began to intrude and rob land away from the native inhabitants until they finally approached the northern border of the three kingdoms. 

Leej Nus Ntxim Hlub

This story was originally published in 2012, now updated with new artwork in 2026.

Chapter One - The Chairman's Seven Daughters

“General Manager, you are my most loyal employee and my friend.”

The chairman's voice carried across the enormous office, but there was none of the authority that usually accompanied it. Tonight, the man who had built an empire from almost nothing sounded weary—deeply, almost painfully weary.

He sat behind a polished mahogany desk, his broad shoulders slightly stooped beneath a white dress shirt with the collar loosened at his throat. Silver and white strands had overtaken much of his once-black hair, and faint lines had gathered around his eyes. Years of sleepless nights and endless business battles had left their marks upon him.

Beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows, the city was sinking into evening. The last orange light of sunset glimmered between the towers while thousands of headlights began to flicker awake below. Even through the thick glass, the distant hum of traffic seemed to vibrate through the office.

The chairman barely noticed.

He picked up a framed photograph from the corner of his desk.

Seven young women smiled back at him.

His daughters.

A Candlelight Dream

  

The Miao drum thundered through the mountains.

Boom.

Boom.

Boom.

Each strike seemed to shake the earth beneath my feet.

I stood at the edge of the battlefield, watching smoke crawl through the valleys like dark fingers. Blood soaked the grass. Arrows hissed through the air. Men shouted names of the dead while women cried from the hillsides, their voices rising above the chaos before disappearing into the roar of war.

A Sad Hmong Love Story

I first came across this story on YouTube in 2011. At first, it was the haunting background music that caught my attention. But after replaying the video a few times, I began to pay closer attention to the spoken words and realized that the speaker, Liaj Xyum Vaj, has an extraordinary talent for Hmong speech. He is able to tell a short story that is both compelling and deeply poetic.

This is something I have always struggled to achieve. As someone who is more fluent in English than Hmong, I often feel limited in my ability to produce the same kind of poetic expression in Hmong.

This story was originally published on this site in 2012. For this 2026 edition, I have revisited and rewritten the piece in both English and Hmong, while making every effort to preserve the spirit, imagery, and distinctive beauty of the original. The story has also been given new artwork to accompany this updated version.

Below, I have reproduced the portion of Liaj Xyum Vaj’s two-part video that I particularly enjoyed, along with his audio for those who cannot read Hmong. 

Song of the Week

Tsim Laj Muas & Mog Mim Yaj - Kev Hlub Yam Dej Ntws Tsis Rov

Guy:

Kuv tau hlub nrog koj ib zaug

I have loved you once

Los yuav tsis tau koj coj los ua kuv tug

But I don’t have the luck of getting you to be mine

Wb txoj kev hlub

Our love

Kuv yuav muab khaws zoo cia

I will keep it well

Cim koj tseg rau nruab siab

You will be imprinted in my heart (the literal translation is “You will be imprinted in my liver" because for the Hmong people, to love comes from the liver and not the heart; heart in Hmong is "plawv" and the word "plawv" sounds harsh to the ear)

Cim koj cia rau ntsiab muag

You will be imprinted in my eyes (more specifically "the cornea")

Song of the Week

While writing The Magnificient Seven, I suddenly felt nostalgic of this old Hmong song by the group Unique 3 because I think the music matches the ambience of The Magnificent Seven very well.  Alongside Unique 3's version, I decided to post Pov Thoj's cover of the song (I believe his lyrics is slightly altered), Npis Yaj and Christal Vaj's cover, and the instrumental.  Enjoy...listen to the music while you read the story...I think it will help put you in the mood...

Unique 3 - Hlub Tsis Yooj Yim

Song of the Week

Thoos Hawj - Looj Ceeb Zos Ywj Pheej

Hmo no cua tuaj nplawm ntws no ntxiag

The wind blows chillingly tonight

Ntsia hnub qub tawm tuaj dawb vog

(I look at) the appearing white stars

Rov nco nco tus neeg tag los

(It makes me) nostalgic of the past someone

Uas tau sib hlub hauv nroog Looj Ceeb

(That I've) loved in the city of Long Cheng

Tus neeg kuv hlub

My love

Xav los txog sib ncaim lawm ntev

When thinking about it, (we’ve) been separated for a long time already

Cherry Blossoms Are Falling

This story was originally published here in 2012, now updated with new artwork in 2026

 

Synopsis

Madison Moua, an American-born Hmong woman, is ruthless, strong-willed, and fiercely opinionated. She does things her way—and only her way. Though she can be kind and respectful to those who treat her with the same courtesy, she has little tolerance for deceitful people.

More than anything, Madison despises the way some older Hmong men, including her own paternal uncle, have disrupted their nuclear families by traveling to Laos to marry high-school-aged Hmong girls. She is equally furious with the girls who knowingly lead these men on for the purpose of extracting money from them. But what Madison finds most unacceptable is that young Hmong men in Laos are now becoming involved in the same practice.

To Madison, it is hypocritical, destructive, and completely unforgivable.

So what happens when she suddenly discovers that she is expected to marry Looj Xyooj, a Hmong man from Laos?

Will Madison be forced to confront the very beliefs she has condemned in others? Will she set aside her principles and accept the marriage—or will she fight against it with every ounce of her strength?

Xab Thoj — The Master of Hmong Comedy, Culture, and Heartfelt Harmony

When exploring the vibrant landscape of Hmong media, very few creators manage to achieve elite status across three completely different disciplines. Today, we spotlight the multi-talented Xab Thoj—a well-accomplished Hmong comedian, actor, and singer who has carved out a genuinely unique space in the entertainment industry.

While many know him for making audiences laugh until they cry, his musical evolution tells the story of an artist deeply committed to original storytelling and cultural preservation.

[Hmong New Film] Hmong Blood For Freedom Trailer

I was on the Hmong section at asianfuse the other day and saw someone post up Suab Hmoob Radio's interview with Wisconsin-based Hmong filmmaker/director Pov Hwm Vaj about his new 2012 film project, Hmong Blood For Freedom.  I watched the interview clip, although not thoroughly because there was a lot of talking only and no previewing of the film.  My reaction was that it was great to see this Hmong guy making another film and he's collaborating with folks from the Thai entertainment business as well.  I just hope that the film isn't draggy like Vaj Tuam Thawj (I don't care too much about overloaded fight scenes) nor weak in plot like Hlub Tshaj Txoj Sia. 

From the same interview, we are also informed that the film will focus on a conflict between the ethnic Thai and the original Hmong of Thailand.  My thought was that it was not a very exciting nor appealing topic.  In my limited comprehension of the history of the original Hmong of Thailand, they seemed to have a rather more stable political atmosphere compard to the Hmong Lao and one of their prime issues often conveyed through the media was their growing of opium during the Vietnam War era.  To me, I feel like the subject of a drug war is redundantly portrayed in Thai films/lakorns.     

Then, my sister e-mailed me a link to the trailer (below) and after watching it, I am more enthusiastic about the movie now (although Vaj Tuam Thawj's trailer looked promising too when I first saw it, but after purchasing the film, I couldn't bare to sit down and watch through the 3 hours or so of gruelsome fight scenes).  But so far, Hmong Blood For Freedom seems to be on a higher-quality level (even the English subtitles are more grammatically correct) so let's hope for the best in terms of its ability to carry itself as a poignant film that can convey it's message well. 

Based on the trailer and what I saw/heard of the HBC interview of the lead actress, I pieced a rough synopsis of the film together (below).  [Sorry if it's not accurate]  The film is being shown today, May 2, 2012, at Saint Paul's International Film Festival so maybe whoever is lucky enough to watch it can shine some light on the actual storyline.

(I will do a better review of the film once I see it...which probably won't be until later this year when the DVD format is released.  But everyone, give your support to this film in spite of its outcome so that more quality Hmong films may continue to roll in our direction.)

Song of the Week

Since I don't have time to update my writings all the time, I figure that the best way to keep this blog active is to add songs, my fanfic art i.e. wallpapers, and potentially Hmong film reviews (in the hope of helping the filmmaker for promotional purposes only) in the future. 

Enjoy ^_^  Perhaps you can listen to the song while you're reading the stories to keep you in the mood...

Xanaki - Nco Koj Mus Ib Sim

Thov muab lo lus zoo hauv kuv lub siab
[I] want to give [you] the good word from my heart
Tag nrho lub siab
[From] all of my heart
Muab qhia rau koj
To tell you
Yog vim kuv hlub koj tag sim neej no
[That or] Because I love you with all my life

Let Our Paces Be A Concerto

I know...I'm getting old but lately I've been showing some interests in SM Town's newest boyband, EXO.  The only reason why I got hooked was because one day while on the homepage of YouTube, I happened to see the music video of EXO-K being displayed and decided to click on it.  Then I noticed that the video title was "What is Love?" (Korean Version).  I thought, "Oh, is there an English version too?"  No, it turned out that there was a Chinese version.  However, since I'm more interested in Korean produced Chinese music, I decided to listen to the Chinese version.  At first, the song didn't seem too interesting but after listening to it a couple of times, I found the song to be pretty catchy and the boys "very pretty" as well.  So that did it...and EXO's got my attention for a while now.  Although all of them are equally likable and talented, I just thought that EXO-M's Chen is just too adorable especially given the fact that he is so shy and quiet on the Chinese talk shows that EXO-M's been on.  So, to honor Chen, I've decided to write a short fan-fiction of him.  I usually don't like to write stories that don't include something about being Hmong--explaining why I also don't normally write fan-fictions (it's not that I'm biased but because I feel like I can only do justice to Hmong stories since I don't have a good grasp about other cultures except for their stereotypes only) but I've made an exception for Chen. 

The story is still in progress but I've decided to upload what I have thus far...and will continue to update/perhaps modify the story a bit as I continue writing it...

(Interesting Note: I just realized that Chen's voice alone = Baekhyun + D.O. + Suho's voices.  That's probably why he, rather than one of the other three Exo-K members who could voice belt, was chosen to be in Exo-M instead.  Pretty cool...which means that he has a heck of a good voice.)

Let Our Paces Be a Concerto

Characters:

Kim Jong Dae: Slave Boy/Chen

Yoo Hana: Young Lady/Yoo Hana

Lee Joon Hyuk: Crowned Prince 

            He was neither too tall nor too short in stature, and in fact, he was perfect in height.  His shoulders were broad and stout, his facial structure was strong and finely cut out with high cheek-bones and handsome features.  His milky skin tone and fudge-colored hair shimmered under the glittering sunlight that blinded his eyes.  He raised his right palm into the sky to block the golden beam of light that gently beat down upon and warmed his cold hand.  In spite of the cheerful, everlasting sunshine and beautiful colored and flower fragranced countryside, it was raining in his world on this March spring morning.  That dream returned, and this time, it was more vivid than prior’s past—and so his heart ached and longed for more.  It rained, and so it made his tears tumbled tenderly onto the dirt ground, missing and reminiscing of her.

            The western horizon had stopped glowing in different shades of red as the sun fell behind the mountains and darkness devoured the landscape into a picturesque silhouette.  The temperature dropped below freezing point, and the snow returned—whispering a lullaby to calm the day to sleep and fluttering gently onto the earthen ground to cover it in a layer of thick white blanket.  A beautiful and elegantly-decorated palanquin stopped in front of a manor, and a pair of phoenix-embroidered shoes stepped onto the snow—pressing the shaved ice onto the ground to brand prints of her shoes.  The young lady pulled her emerald-colored silk outer-coat over her head so that she was covered up except for her fair face.  A maid servant rushed the girl toward the manor’s main gate, and charged a lad in torn, dirtied ivory and light-brown clothes to bring the young lady’s possessions inside.  The lad nodded and gaily rushed over to grab at least five to six paper boxes from the palanquin.  He then followed behind—stepping on top of the young lady’s every single footprint as he had done so since they were children.

Synopses of Stories I'm Working On

Nkauj Nog

This story is roughly-based on the original Hmong folktale, Nkauj Nog, but it does have many changes.

“It’s only the petals of the white jade plum blossoms fluttering like a thousand fireflies.  Why do you carry a red hemp umbrella during this March’s spring?” ~Nkauj Nog

“To shield us from the gentle breeze that if brushed past our faces, may forever change our fates.” ~Siv Meej

“It’s only the pearl rain that waters the Earth like diamonds from the heavens.  Why do you carry a red hemp umbrella during this November’s eve?” ~Siv Meej

“To shield us from the tender storm that if wet our hands, may forever alter our chances.” ~Nkauj Nog

“It is inside the red hemp umbrella that I shall find my destined mate.” ~Siv Meej

“It is inside the red hemp umbrella that I shall wait.” ~Nkauj Nog

  

During the golden ages of imperial rule in San Miao Kingdom, a wealthy salt businessman married two wives who each gave birth to a daughter.  The elder wife is as beautiful as she is kind, so her daughter, Nkauj Zuag, mirrors her mother in nature and beauty.  The younger wife is beautiful too, but not equal to the elder wife so she is always bitterly jealous and cold and cruel, and nurtures her daughter, Nrhee, to be the same way.  Determined to rid of the elder wife, the younger wife comes up with every possible trick to try to make her husband divorce his elder wife.  One day, the younger wife feigns sickness and her foolish husband is made to believe that only the sacrifice of a cow to his ancestors will cure her.  However, he and his elder wife are a few minutes late to the local market and all the cows were sold out.  Furious, the husband blames his elder wife for their ill-luck and chases her away.  Disappointed and sad, the elder wife runs away and soon discovers herself inside an enchanted forest.  Then from out of the blue, magical flowers begin to blossom twirling tall and slender white bamboo trees.  While she sits beside a pond with the moon’s reflection dancing in the water, the elder wife thought of her husband and wishes that if it was possible she is willing to trade her life for a cow’s.  Unbeknownst to the elder wife, her wish is granted by the magical flowers and she changes into a cow.  She leaves her daughter Nkauj Zuag to cry for her mother for many days, and leaves her prone to abuse from the younger wife.  Without a mother now, the town’s people pity the poor girl and everyone begins to call her Nkauj Nog (orphan girl).  No one seems to remember that she was once named Nkauj Zuag (hair-comb, the eponym of feminine beauty) by her mother.

Husband For Sale Trailer

Here's the trailer to my still in progress story, Husband for Sale.  Enjoy :)

Below is a synopsis of Husband For Sale.

Hli Xiab Xyooj’s father was an aspiring fashion designer, but a homicide incident left him and his wife dead and their 7 year-old child at an orphanage, where she was adopted into an upper-middle class family and her name changed to Heidi Xyooj.  She soon showed the same prodigious talent for fashion designing as her biological father, and realizing this, her adopted parents decided to help their daughter pursue her creativity.  By age 30, Heidi Xyooj has become one of the most successful designer and owner of fashion enterprise Lycia Desrosiers.  Warm and caring, she is nonetheless independent and career-driven, and shows no interest in love despite being constantly pursued by the prince charming of a major clothing retail conglomerate, Tsim Suab Lauj.  Heidi’s gregarious grandmother, however, disagrees with her granddaughter’s approach to life.  She believes that there are many definitions of success in life, and one includes receiving the love of a husband and children.  Thus, Heidi’s grandmother pressures her to find a fiancée within three months’ time or she would be forced into an arranged marriage.  Fearful and weak against her grandmother, Heidi has no choice but to comply.

Through an ad that drops out of a magazine that had her top supermodel and cousin on the cover, Heidi finds a match-making company called “Husband for Sale” who gives its female clients the option to choose and buy their ideal husband.  Heidi thinks of a brilliant idea to buy herself a husband to fool her grandmother for a while and then get a divorce later to gain her freedom.  But little does she realize that she is trapping herself in a game that is not easily stoppable.  Her perfect-matched husband ends up being a young lawyer named Yeej Huam Yaj, whose personality is as capricious as the tidal waves.  Heart-broken and unable to get over being dumped by his ex-girlfriend, Huab Nag Tsab—an aspiring supermodel whose life parallels Yeej Huam’s and whom Yeej Huam had hoped to share his happiness and sadness with, the attorney’s love for the girl turned into hatred and he wants revenge.  His objective is to find a girl to pretend to be his fiancée so that he may crush his ex-girlfriend just as much as she had done to him.