The Cool Young Master Holds Me Tight

Sweet romance + devoted couple + mutual devotion + adored by everyone later on + multiple couples + so much sweetness you’ll go crazy

“Little cabbage, nobody loves me. My little brother gets the noodles, I get the soup.” Bai Xiaoxiao, pale and emaciated, looked at her hands, covered in cracked, festering chilblains. The clothes she had barely managed to pull on for modesty were so torn they could hardly cover her anymore. She thought she might not survive the winter. She really wanted to run away. Her mother despised her, her father pretended she didn’t exist, and her little brother bullied her. In that family, she was like a rag picked up off the street. But Leng Ziyi, the cold-faced master of the world’s greatest pavilion and a man as powerful as the underground emperor of the Great Liang Dynasty, was willing to lower his eyes to her. When she was at her most wretched, he gave her the warm embrace she had never known. His appearance was the only lifeline she could cling to if she wanted to survive the winter. But why wouldn’t he talk to her?

“Sir, I’m sorry, I got your clothes dirty. Can I brush them off for you?”

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“Sir, can I go with you?”

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“Sir, do you need a cook at your place? I can cook, do the laundry, clean, plant vegetables, and raise pigs.”

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“Sir, since you’re not saying anything, I’ll take that as a yes.”