CompletedSynopsis: [Main text finished] [Resilient Farm Girl vs. Venomous Aristocrat]
"She's nothing but a lowly farm girl exploiting kindness for gain, utterly beneath me. How could she ever catch my eye?" These were the last words Zhang Jingxian heard before her death in her previous life.
"He's naturally cold-hearted and ruthless with his methods. I'd rather avoid him, so how could I ever like him? I'll never like him." In this life, Zhang Jingxian laughed while chatting with others. Xie Yun overheard her words coincidentally, and they became the root of his madness.
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Zhang Jingxian was an ordinary farm girl from Xishan Village. One day, while hunting in the mountains, she rescued an unconscious man. He was incredibly handsome, gentle, and courteous. Even though he had broken legs and forgotten his past, Zhang Jingxian carefully nursed him and went to great lengths to find a doctor for him, imagining they could spend their lives together.
Later, his legs finally healed, and his memory returned. Only then did Zhang Jingxian learn that he was Xie Yun, a noble aristocrat. Mud from the ground and clouds in the sky were naturally ill-matched. Zhang Jingxian was sensible and also noticed the disdain everyone around him showed her, so she chose to leave quietly.
That day, she died on the road. Before her death, she learned the truth: Xie Yun had never lost his memory in the first place. He had deceived her, guarded against her, and looked down on her with utmost contempt.
When she opened her eyes again, Zhang Jingxian had been reborn. Before her was the severely injured Xie Yun. She once again saved him and brought him back, but this time, she treated him like a treacherous and venomous snake.
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Xie Yun was the most arrogant son of the Xie family, whose notoriety for being a playboy was known throughout the land. No one believed that he would eventually bend his knee for a farm girl. Of course, he didn't believe it himself either. A lowly farm girl, even if she saved him, wasn't worthy of a single glance from him.
But later, no matter what methods he used, she refused to look at him.
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Both characters are pure (double C). This is a "wife-chasing crematorium" story. It features a down-to-earth and calm female lead versus an arrogant and sinister male lead. The female lead is absolutely clear-headed, while the male lead is absolutely driven to madness. Welcome to collect ~ Left on 2023.8.22. Tags: Court Intrigue, Rebirth, Face-Slapping, High-Status Character. Featuring Zhang Jingxian and Xie Yun. Other tags: Wife-chasing crematorium, Forced Possession.
One-sentence synopsis: From disdain to forced possession! Theme: Self-love, self-reliance, self-improvement.
Completed【Main text completed】He Songfeng was an excellent student in character and academics, but all he had was a "model student" award certificate.
More terrifying than losing both parents was his father's death and mother's madness, leaving him homeless. He struggled with all his might to pass the exams and get into the provincial capital from a poverty-stricken village.
His tuition fees were pitifully financed by his dropout gangster boyfriend. He Songfeng dreamed of studying hard, finding a job, and publicly revealing his relationship with his boyfriend's parents.
Until he discovered that his boyfriend's job was actually selling his privacy online. From that day on, He Songfeng's life underwent earth-shattering changes.
The rich young masters who had looked down on him and bullied him now surrounded him, luring him with threats, inducements, or sweet words.
He lay there, and from the corner of his eye, dozens, hundreds of red banknotes flew out. He reached out and grabbed a handful. In the extravagant revelry, his values were completely reconstructed.
He kicked his useless boyfriend away. With the support of the rich young masters from high school, he successfully studied at a world-renowned university. Then, by utilizing the top-tier connections he made while studying abroad, he soared to success upon his return to the country.
He enjoyed the feeling of being gazed upon. Conversely, he observed the downward glances of those people, their eyes caressing his lips, and their embarrassment at being caught in their indecent acts.
This was one of his few pleasures. It was a macabre banquet, a never-ending feast.