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Before the age of twenty-five, Song Chi Yu never imagined marrying anyone other than Xie Yun Jin—marrying him, marrying love. However, it ended in the most embarrassing situation for her, ending in despair.

Later, Song Chi Yu, who had given up on love, finally agreed to her family's arrangements. But on the day of her blind date, the date not only didn't show up but fled the city overnight.

So, when the other party's elder came to apologize, the usually kind young woman started speaking wildly: "Actually, I think Uncle Two still has charm." The noisy dining table suddenly fell silent.

Song Chi Yu didn't know what others were thinking, but she saw the elegant man opposite her slowly untying his shirt cuffs and smiling, "Is that so? If Miss Song doesn't mind, I can too."

Qi Yan Zhou, the youngest history professor at Cheng An University, came from humble beginnings but never abandoned his aspirations. He appeared to be a gentleman to everyone, but in reality, he was cold-tempered, surrounded by a strong sense of boundaries.

After marriage, Song Chi Yu and Qi Yan Zhou maintained a relationship as close as that between guests. Except for one meal on the day they got their marriage certificate, they rarely saw each other at other times. Even when she clearly proposed fulfilling their marital duties, he never stayed overnight.

She once thought life would pass by peacefully and uneventfully until she was transferred to the Gobi Desert for archaeological research and encountered the local "boss." She needed the spokesperson of the Northwest antique world to resolve the situation.

In the antique world, everyone knows that beyond the Qinling Mountains lies the territory of the Qi family. The Qi family is not only a well-known top collector but also the sole power broker in the Northwest. However, the current head of the family is extremely low-key, rarely appearing except for major donation ceremonies; people only know his name, not his face.

There was much discussion about this. Far away, a man in a down jacket descended from a jeep. He had a tall, slender figure and sharp eyebrows, standing in the vast Gobi Desert like an unshakeable bluestone.

Without waiting for the project leader to speak, he slapped the "local boss" on the head. The ruffian, who had been spewing profanities just moments before, instantly put on a smile and called him "Master Qi" repeatedly. The noisy scene fell silent.

Everyone looked fearful, thinking a tougher character had arrived. They saw the man, the spokesperson of the Northwest, unhurriedly extinguish the cigarette in his hand, button his shirt cuffs, and look towards the inconspicuous Song Chi Yu in the crowd: "Miss Song, what a coincidence?"

Without consulting anyone, Song Chi Yu, who had come to the Northwest to support on her own: ". . ." Don't ask... If you ask, it's really a coincidence.

Song Chi Yu remembered Qi Yan Zhou as someone pure and detached, seemingly indifferent to everything. Until the third night he came to the Northwest, when Xie Yun Jin, taking a green-skinned train and braving sandstorms, came to reconcile with her. The elegant man said no words on the surface, but late at night, on the iron bunk bed, he kissed her until she couldn't breathe.

"Miss Song, he is love, so what am I?" Song Chi Yu, who was kissed so much she couldn't answer: ". . ."

Later, she finally understood what it meant to use the gentlest tone to do the most ruthless things. This man, as refined as he was, could be terrifyingly fierce when jealous.

A fire in an old house / Seven-year age gap.

"Antique world's dominant boss" x "Gentle and introverted artifact restorer."

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On the first day Chi Lie transferred from the special police brigade to a local police station, he went viral online due to a chance appearance in a passerby's video, thanks to his divine looks. It sparked a nationwide craze of people calling him "husband" in the comments section.

However, he received no response, gave no interviews, and did not livestream. Offline, his eyes were a pair of extremely cold, alluring peach blossom eyes, striking fear into anyone who tried to approach him.

But some netizens dug up his old personal account. Before he became famous, someone had already been calling him "Shuai Ge" for almost half a year in the comments section.

"Husband, it's not recommended to wear so little when playing ball, because I can't touch it."

"Husband, I'm so nervous about the exam today, but if you're willing to show me your abs, I think I won't be afraid anymore."

"Honestly, you're quite pretentious. Which handsome guy outside shows off his chest and abs whenever he wants? But I haven't looked at any of them. I just want to see my husband."

Netizens speculated about who this brave person was. However, from the day he became famous, this account never reappeared.

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Due to her busy work schedule, the only form of entertainment for Yu Li, a psychiatrist, each day was browsing for handsome guys online. One handsome guy from a sports school was exceptionally striking, so much so that even she, a perennial lurker, couldn't resist leaving a few comments.

The handsome guy had a cold exterior but a kind heart, giving off the impression of being cool yet pure, as if someone with her soft personality could tease him. Thus, she occasionally teased him for more than half a year. Until he became famous nationwide—not a sports school student, but a legitimate public security special police officer.

One meter eighty-six, eight-pack abs, capable of subduing a two-hundred-pound criminal with his bare hands.

While everyone was curious if she was his actual girlfriend, Yu Li quietly opened her search engine: Is it illegal to tease a police officer without knowing it? #The child isn't crying, just a little dead#

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Half a month later, Yu Li, whose life had returned to normal, gradually forgot about the incident until she had to go to the police station for work. A handsome guy who had finished work but hadn't left was sitting in the office, staring at her silently. The handsome guy had sharp features, and his high nose bridge exuded a handsome, ruggedness that even a mask couldn't hide. He occasionally coughed, emitting a softness that was completely different from his usual imposing aura.

Yu Li, out of humanitarian concern, asked him a few questions. The handsome guy, who had been observing her for nearly half an hour, suddenly let out his first light laugh: "Why aren't you calling me husband today?" Yu Li: "Huh? Huh—!" #What to do when you've teased someone online and meet them offline? Waiting online, it's quite urgent.#

Six months later.

The account that had disappeared reappeared in the comment section:

"Sisters, if you meet a handsome guy you like, just keep calling him husband until he thinks you're his wife. Personally tested and effective. Just got back from getting our marriage certificate today."

Cold-faced gentle special police officer X Cute psychiatrist.

Tags: Heavenly Pride, Marriage, Elite, Identity Mask, High and Cold, Marriage After Contract.

Song Chi Yu, Qi Yan Zhou, Xie Yun Jin.

One sentence summary: I think Uncle Two still has charm.

Concept: Strive upward, do not give up on your ideals.

Fifth anniversary of their marriage.

He Lingchuan had prepared a table full of lavish candlelight dinner, waiting for his wife Shen Yanxi to come home to celebrate. However, she took their twin sons to accompany her first love on his birthday.

It even made it to the trending searches.

He Lingchuan received the push notification and hesitantly clicked on it. The first photo showed Shen Yanxi smiling brightly, nestled in her first love's arms, even actively kissing him on the cheek.

His twin sons were also close with the couple, as if they were taking a family portrait.

The comments were filled with blessings.

Not only did Shen Yanxi offer no clarification, but she even liked the top-rated comment that referred to Zhou Mingyan as "Mr. Shen, my husband," wishing their family of four a long and happy life.

He Lingchuan's blood ran cold as he read it, a sharp pain piercing his heart.

He gritted his teeth and called Shen Yanxi to question her: "Didn't you say you were working overtime last night? What's the meaning of that trending search?"

Shen Yanxi's tone was indifferent: "Why are you reacting so strongly? Mingyan just returned to the country not long ago, and we've reunited after a long time. Isn't it natural for me to accompany him for his birthday?"

Synopsis: [Broken Mirror Reconnected] [Male Lead 38, Female Lead 36] [Agony for Male Lead's Body and Mind]

Six years after their divorce, Qin Qiao comes to see Chen Jiashu. At the shareholders' meeting, she witnesses a 'catching the mole' drama and sees him going blind, but her heart remains unmoved.

Six years can change many things. For example, the proud man who would rather break than bend has finally been transformed by capital into the shrewdest of figures.

That day, by his sickbed, Chen Jiashu listed his funds, bonds, and savings to tell her he was worthy of loving her. Qin Qiao cursed him hysterically and stormed out.

She didn't know then that this man, who could get up after countless falls, would swallow a whole bottle of antidepressants after seeing her fall in love with someone else.

But if one were to truly pursue it, she owes him more...

The lifelong gratitude of his selfless support, the deep love of sharing life and death.

That rainy night, Qin Qiao, drunk as a lord, barged into his home, clung to him like a madwoman, and bit a deep tooth mark on his neck. But he took control, pulling her tightly into his embrace, showering her with intricate, clinging kisses.

Afterward, he lowered his head and buried it in her neck, his voice humble: "Now that you're back, don't leave again, okay?"

Her eyes were clear, and she smiled lightly, gently promising him, "As long as you need me, I will come back to find you."

Later, the thunder and rain raged outside. A flash of lightning illuminated their pale faces. The man gave a wry smile, his voice broken, "I was wrong. I was wrong to... repay kindness with favor."

He was used to taking the blame, but this time, he no longer believed anyone, including her. As soon as the thought arose, Qin Qiao rushed to hug him, her trembling voice muffled against his back as tears streamed down her face, "No, it's not like that... Jiashu, I love you."

The man seemed not to hear, and with his white cane, he left resolutely. Little did he know they would meet again a month later.

Receiving a notification from the police, Qin Qiao stumbled to the hospital. The man sitting blankly on the hospital bed was covered in blood, his eyes vacant, repeatedly murmuring, "Qiao Qiao, Qiao Qiao..."

He couldn't see, he couldn't hear, yet he escaped with sheer willpower.

Qin Qiao collapsed to the ground, weeping in despair.

Half a month later, Qin Qiao accompanied him to see a psychologist again. She used a braille needle to prick the doctor's questions onto braille paper.

[Why do you keep saying Qiao Qiao?]

Chen Jiashu felt the raised dots and smiled, his tone relaxed, "I'm afraid I'll forget how to speak."

No one knew that he recited it thousands of times every day during that period.

Reading Guide: HE. Realistic Fairytale [Broken Mirror Reconnected] [Chasing Wife Crematorium] [Slightly Chasing Husband]. Not a suspense or business war story, and not a domineering CEO novel. The male lead's hearing will be fine, but his vision will not.

The male lead is obsessive but not gloomy; he is a conscientious entrepreneur. They have two five-year-old children, but this is not a story focused on parenting; the children have little presence.

Next book preview. "A Mistake on a Spring Night"

Lu Jianhui, beneath his refined and noble appearance, hid a calm madness. Jiang Yuchu first witnessed it in the first month after they confirmed their relationship.

At that time, in his arms, Lu Jianhui toyed with her hair, his warm breath spraying by her ear, gently coaxing, "Good girl, you're not allowed to look at other men anymore."

Jiang Yuchu managed a fawning smile, kissed his jaw, and softly hummed in agreement.

That was five years ago. Jiang Yuchu spent the hardest year with Lu Jianhui, yet she heartlessly pushed him into an even deeper hell.

Seeing him again five years later felt like a lifetime ago.

Amidst the thunderous flashes of cameras, the gentle and elegant man stood before the lens, leaning on a cane. His gaze behind the gold-rimmed glasses seemed to pierce through the screen. He slightly curved his lips, "I prefer challenging projects. For example, acquiring companies that appear invincible but are internally riddled with holes, and personally... 'scraping the bones to remove the poison'."

Jiang Yuchu's gaze was fixed on the blue subtitle at the bottom of the screen—[Chinese tycoon Lu Ning arrives in Beijing today to announce a $100 billion investment plan].

Lu Jianhui, the future heir of the Lu Group who had "disappeared" for five years and was rumored to be dead, stood before her.

Jiang Yuchu's heart trembled violently, and she accidentally knocked over the teacup in her hand. The scalding liquid spilled onto her hand.

Her hand turned red instantly, her eyes teared up due to the physiological response, and her vision blurred.

Before long, Lu Ning became the major investor for her new film. On a night of feasting and toasting, he trapped her between his body and the wall.

His long, jade-like index finger rubbed over her lips.

Jiang Yuchu said coldly, "Mr. Lu, it's best if we maintain some distance."

Lu Ning sneered, "Distance? From the moment you designed to fall in front of my car last month, there's been no such concept as distance between us."

The jet-black cane suddenly reflected a dazzling gleam. Jiang Yuchu collected her slightly trembling gaze and confirmed: he was not Lu Jianhui.

But later, on the set during a night shoot, she accidentally got injured, and the male actor immediately helped her. Lu Ning strode over, picked her up horizontally, and walked directly to the luxury car parked by the roadside.

The moment he settled her down, his left knee suddenly gave out, and he heavily impacted the ground.

In that posture, he crawled into the car, grabbed her slender ankle, fine beads of sweat on his forehead. His thin lips pulled up into a sinister and pale smile, "What did you promise me five years ago?"

The gloomy cloud that had been gathering in her heart for months dissipated in an instant. At this, a faint, elegant scent of ebony mixed with cigar smoke wafted down. Jiang Yuchu slowly raised her pure and beautiful face, a cruel smile tugging at her lips, "How can you still be alive?"

His eyes instantly turned bloodshot. After a moment, a very faint scoff escaped his throat, "You're disappointed."

I picked up a person on the street and forgot to hand him over to Officer Friendly. A warm reminder: please do not pick up random bodies; call the emergency services in time.

Content Tags: Diligent.

The world treats me like a blade of grass, only you see me as verdant mountains!

Her lonely helplessness, only he felt pity for her; his confusion and hesitation, only she understood him. Everyone, throughout their lives, is searching for the deep love and affection: The world treats me like a blade of grass, only you see me as verdant mountains!

In her previous life, she became a slave to money, neglected her studies, drifted away from good friends, ruined her family, missed true love, and destroyed him as well as herself. In this life, she has been reborn and given a second chance. She is determined to let wisdom triumph over money and achieve her own happiness!

Qiao Qiao died. She died before she turned ten, at the hands of the Shen family who falsely claimed her as their illegitimate daughter, and her heart and kidneys were taken.

When she opened her eyes again, she had returned to the year she was three and a half years old.

This year, she was still with the Qiao family, still the little darling that everyone in the Qiao family doted on like the apple of their eye.

Her family even discovered that bubbles would appear on her forehead!

A little bubble that could express everything she couldn't say due to the control of the world's laws!

And there was a man, the Crown Prince of the Beijing circle, who guarded her door every day, claiming to be her biological father!!!

Her paternal grandmother, the most noble lady of the prominent Beijing families, treated her with extreme pampering: "Spoil her! Spoil her to death!"

Oh ho!

Good heavens!

Since that's the case, those scumbags from her past life can just wait to be dealt with!!! (*￣︶￣)

When Qiao Qiao was in a good mood, the little bubble above her head was pink, and the mini-her inside the bubble would happily hop around.

The Qiao family members declared: "Okay, if our good treasure is happy, we'll continue to spoil her to death!"

When Qiao Qiao was in a bad mood, the little bubble above her head was black and would emit a deep, unsettling aura. The mini-her inside the bubble would hold a bloody little knife, baring her teeth, revealing a mouth full of small white teeth, looking incredibly ferocious!

The Qiao family saw this and said: "Okay, our good treasure is angry. No need to talk. Roll up our sleeves, and there are only four words: let's go beat them up!"

As they fought, the Qiao family discovered that their lives as cannon fodder had vanished. Their entire family's fate changed from being cannon fodder to becoming wealthy and walking down the grand path to the pinnacle of life.

A fleeting glance in high school set Luo Yu on a years-long pursuit of Qi Sheng's figure.

When they meet again, he shields his past with distance, while she peels away his armor through probing.

From an awkward encounter in a bookstore to the unspoken understanding during project collaborations, they gradually see each other clearly.

He teaches her to face her hesitations, and she accompanies him in picking up his racket again.

The so-called reaching for stars is not about chasing the clouds overhead, but about discovering the person who will accompany you in making life warm like sunshine, a person who has long resided in the depths of your eyes.

Content Tags: Devotion, Healing, Secret Crush

Others: Some of the author's impromptu thoughts

Others marry into wealthy families for love, but she married into one purely for money. The man she married didn't love her and kicked her out with nothing. Now, struggling to make ends meet, she finds herself in debt with no idea where her next meal will come from. How dare he treat her like this! Isn't this all his fault? He's repaying kindness with enmity!

Hmph! Fortunately, justice prevails, and the truth is revealed. He wants her back at his beck and call? Dream on! She'll seize control of her own destiny. What if they're not husband and wife? She'll still have her share of the Long Corporation's assets. After accumulating enough wealth, she'll travel the world. This carefree life is what she truly desires!

Unexpectedly, a tall figure casts a shadow over her. He flashes a fawning smile at her,

Cheng Xiangwu is an assassin. Recently, she has something to attend to and needs to return to her hometown, Senhu.

Tags: Urban, Mystery & Deduction, Urban Oddities, Legends & Folklore, Grand Adventure, Drama

Others: Urban Ghost Stories

In high school, Shen Qingyuan was the moon admired by everyone. After graduation, an accident caused her to fall into dust. She returned to her hometown and secluded herself for half a year, no longer daring to look up at the light.

At a class reunion, old friends gathered again. Some were successful and proud, others struggled to maintain their dignity—and the 'ordinary boy' Ye Chuyang, whom she had inadvertently overlooked, was now a highly sought-after superstar.

No one knew that this seemingly glamorous man had silently gazed at her back countless nights. When they met again, she was down and dejected. He offered her a job: 'Personal masseuse, excellent salary, purely manual service.'

She thought it was just a job to make a living. Until one day, he grabbed her wrist, his voice hoarse, 'Shen Qingyuan, do you really think... I only let you massage my shoulders?'

— This is a story about falling, rekindling, and a long-delayed mutual pining. Next, please consider collecting "The Female Heir."