I want to read a book like "The Yandere Movie Queen Always Wants to Do Something Bad to Me". The male protagonist loves the female protagonist very much, but the female protagonist abandons the male protagonist due to a misunderstanding. Later, she goes to win the hero back and the male protagonist agrees.
Although the male protagonist is indifferent and distant from the female protagonist on the surface, the love deep in his heart is difficult to dissipate. Facing the changes in the heroine, his heart gradually wavered. The emotional pull between the two is extraordinary and makes people unable to stop watching it.
Jiang Xuewei rubbed her sore temples after a hangover and looked at the mess in front of her distractedly. The air was mixed with the spiciness of alcohol, the sweetness of snacks, and a lingering smell of cigarette smoke, which made her want to vomit after smelling it. "Uh... Uh..." After retching a few times, her stomach was rumbling, and the days when Chen Fan was here appeared in her mind uncontrollably. The living room at that time was always neat and tidy, with square sofa cushions and a polished coffee table with fresh fruits and brewed tea. When she came home from get off work, she would always smell a faint fragrance mixed with the aroma of food when she opened the door. Chen Fan would take her bag, hand over a cup of warm water, and go to the kitchen to serve the meal. The floor is always mopped clean, and it feels comfortable to step on with bare feet. Everything in the house is kept in order by him. It has never been so messy as it is now. He and his sisters have also held parties at home before, but it has never been like this. Chen Fan always puts everything in its place and cleans it as soon as possible. This messy scene never appears in his sight. What's more, she was suffering from a hangover headache. When Chen Fan was here, she should have drank the hangover soup yesterday... "Sister Xuewei, morning! Did you sleep well last night? What breakfast did Chen Fan prepare for us this morning? I'm looking forward to it..." Several little sisters walked out together. Yang Xue's lazy question interrupted Jiang Xuewei's trance. Before she could answer, Yang Xue started yelling again. "Ah... Why is the living room still so messy? Why didn't this damn Chen Fan clean up? He's too lazy! How can anyone eat this..." Before Yang Xue finished scolding Chen Fan, Cheng Lin next to her covered Yang Xue's mouth and whispered in her ear, "Shut up, are you still drunk? Didn't you know yesterday that Sister Xuewei divorced Chen Fan's substitute because of Zhao Xiuting's return to China?" Now, aren't you saying this to trouble Sister Xuewei! If Zhao Xiuting hears it again..." After hearing this, Yang Xue, who had been looking sleepy just now, suddenly thought of something and looked at Jiang Xuewei with a guilty conscience. As expected, Jiang Xuewei, whose face was already ugly, turned livid and black at this time. This made the other two people cheer up and no longer be so casual. "You guys can make some space on the sofa and sit down for a while. I'll go upstairs to get my bags and we'll go out to eat. I'll make an appointment for housekeeping by the way and I'll clean up the house later." Just as these little sisters were sitting on the sofa obediently and Jiang Xuewei was about to turn around and go upstairs, the call from Yang Wei with Chen Fan's cell phone rang at the right time. Jiang Xuewei looked at the word "Chen Fan" on the caller ID of her phone and felt a little happy inexplicably. The irritability she just felt had faded away a lot. His fingertips quickly hovered over the answer button, but he hesitated to answer. She took a deep breath, then pressed the answer button, and deliberately said in a cold tone: "Hello?" "Jiang Xuewei, it's me, Yang Wei." The voice on the other end of the phone was obviously unwilling. When she heard that the voice coming from the phone was not the Chen Fan she wanted, Jiang Xuewei frowned unconsciously. "I took Xiaofan's cell phone to call you. He... He had an accident. He is now unconscious in the hospital." Jiang Xuewei frowned, her hangover headache suddenly worsened, and her voice became sharp and high-pitched unconsciously, "Something happened? What could have happened to Chen Fan? Wasn't he still fine when he came to pack his luggage and move out in the evening? How could he be unconscious!" "It's true!" Hearing Jiang Xuewei's question, Yang Wei's voice suddenly rose, revealing unconcealable anxiety. "Chen Fan felt unhappy after leaving your place last night. After finding a rental house to put down his luggage, he asked me to go to the bar for a drink. As a result, he met a gangster who flirted with a little girl in the bar. He couldn't help but move hands with her, and his eyes were injured. It also affected his brain. He was sent to the hospital for rescue. He is still unconscious until now..." Hearing that Chen Fan was injured because of another woman made Jiang Xuewei feel a little unhappy, and her words were full of indifference. "I don't have the ability to imitate other people's heroes to save beautiful women. He deserves to be injured. What do you mean by calling me now!" When Yang Wei heard Jiang Xuewei's sarcastic words, he couldn't help but wonder if this bitch's heart was made of stone. A normal person would say that he deserved it when the person who had lived with him for nearly three years was injured and unconscious. How much hatred must there be? He wanted to fight back, but thinking that he had something to ask for, he could only suppress his dissatisfaction and continued in a slow tone. "The doctor said that I'm fine, but I still can't wake up. I need someone to keep an eye on me at all times. I have some urgent matters here and I have to go on a business trip. I really can't help it..." He spoke quickly, with a hint of pleading and compromise in his tone. "Jiang Xuewei, Xiaofan has taken care of you for almost three years, washing and cooking, serving tea and water, and never complained at all. Even if you get divorced, because of how good he was to you in the past, and because of the three years of marriage that you have been together day and night. Can you go to the hospital and take care of me for two days? I'll come back right away after I finish handling the matter. I'll pay all the expenses. I won't bother you for too long!" Jiang Xuewei had just finished speaking on the phone. Yang Xue, who was sitting on the sofa, sneered: "Hey, why does this drama sound so familiar? You're still unconscious! Chen Fan works out all day long on weekdays and is as strong as a calf. Now he's resorting to a trick after getting divorced. But isn't this trick too old-fashioned?" These words made Jiang Xuewei's face completely darken, and the unbearable and worry in her eyes were instantly extinguished, replaced by a strong sense of ridicule. His voice also turned cold: "Yang Wei, do you think I, Jiang Xuewei, am so easy to deceive? You have been morally kidnapped..." "Jiang Xuewei, I didn't lie to you! What I said is true. Chen Fan is lying in the hospital now. If you don't believe it, you can come and see for yourself!" Yang Wei said anxiously, "Is Chen Fan the kind of person who can play tricks? You don't know about these three years of getting along? Or do you not even have this basic trust in him?" "Trust? Not scheming?" Jiang Xuewei chuckled, with no concealment of disdain in her tone. "Then what is his behavior now? He regretted the divorce, and came up with such a clumsy way to trick me into pitying him? Chen Fan is really getting more and more useless as he lives..." She paused, and her voice rose a bit, with a condescending arrogance.
I married the most noble man in Jiangcheng, and everyone laughed that I was his substitute for Bai Yueguang. The contract is for one year and he will leave when it expires. He was cold and distant, but the study kept a secret of butterflies similar to my mother's relics. When my family went bankrupt and he "Bai Yueguang" came back with his conspiracy to force me to give up my position. The man who clumsily comforted me on a rainy night.
Some brothers, some. The first book is a success, but it requires book lovers to throw away their brains, and there are many logical problems. The second book is of good quality as a female channel's article about chasing a husband. The pace is a little slower, but the emotional transformation is well written. The husband is chased in the crematorium in the later stages, and the husband is successfully recovered in the end. For the third book, it is recommended to skip the first fifty chapters, as the later chapters are sweeter, and the characters are all made with flesh and blood.
Fantasy, about a female mentor and a male apprentice, about chasing her husband in the crematorium, and about the successful pursuit of her husband. I want gold coins, thank you all
These three husband-chasing novels are like milestones for me. Whether it is the writing style or the plot, I feel that each one is already from the previous author. There is basically no gambling point. Let me tell you directly. You should be able to tell this by looking at the ratings.
[Multiple heroines + chasing husbands + jealousy], Lin Chen still got divorced, and the seven-year itch came true for him. When he walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, a sudden sound came in his mind, [Love System Activated]. [Brother host, please say loudly to your best friend, college beauty Su Wanqiu, "Wanqiu! I want to tell you that I... Have loved you for seven years." ], Lin Chen was stunned. He was stunned for a full 10 minutes. He immediately unfolded the green book in his hand and said in a panic: "System, the school beauty Su Wanqiu you mentioned is already my ex-wife."
Two years ago, he was my go-to guy who came and went when I called him. He gave me an umbrella despite a high fever, but I thought he was slow; he bought me a cake during a typhoon, but I called him stupid. Until that day, he begged me to pick him up in a heavy rain, and I only replied with three words: "I won't go." He hung up the phone in silence, stood in the rain all night, and then disappeared completely. Two years later, the chief designer of Party A who I begged for turned out to be him. At the celebration banquet, I walked up to him holding a red wine glass and tried to save him: "Jiang Yan, let's start over, okay?"