I'm looking for something like GB: I Can't Die, My Wife Came to Me. I read one and can't stop thinking about it. First, tell me your top-tier GB picks!
The two strong characters are super sweet, the male protagonist is a white mermaid, who seems to be the one in the upper hand but is always the one being suppressed, the female protagonist is calm, principled and charming, the plot is super tense, and Weiwei wallpaper love, sweet and sweet [sending heart][sending heart][sending heart]
He ran away after the GB contract (please read the short story I wrote, please, please, and more, chat with me again) (Two strong men + a long road to chasing a husband!!! PS: The plot of this article is purely fictional, just have fun watching it) Fu Wanqing bought out Shen Yu's three years of youth with a contract. She pinched his chin and chuckled, "Little lawyer, have I wronged you?" Later, the truth about the Shen family's bankruptcy was revealed, and Shen Yu packed up his luggage and disappeared overnight. When the court returns three years later, he corners her as a top lawyer. Fu Wanqing put aside his proud plea for reconciliation: "I was wrong." Shen Yu tore up the check in public: "Mr. Fu, I'm tired of playing the game of buying people." Until he found in his mother's ward that all the medical bills had been paid. At the end of the document was her sharp handwriting: "No need to pay it back this time." The wind and snow howled outside the window, and Fu Wanqing stood under the streetlight and looked up at him: "Scold me, I deserve it." Shen Yu's hand holding the bill shook violently. --- The air in the conference room was as heavy as solid lead, and the smooth surface of the long conference table reflected a pale halo. Fu Wanqing was sitting at the head table, his fingertips tapping unconsciously on the expensive huanghuali wood tabletop with a slow and depressing rhythm. The voices reported by the surrounding executives seemed to be blurred through a thick curtain of water, buzzing in her ears, but not a word could enter her mind. "... Mr. Fu, regarding the final bidding plan for the land in the east of the city..." The marketing director's voice contained a trace of unnoticeable anxiety. Fu Wanqing raised his eyes, but his eyes did not focus on the speaker, but looked past him, through the thick glass, and towards the gray sky outside. The leaden gray clouds, low on the city skyline, were exactly the same as the haze in her heart at this time. Three years ago, it was such a dull and breathless afternoon. She remembered the cold and luxurious hotel suite. The thick velvet curtains were half-closed, cutting the outside light into a sharp golden line that hit the expensive Persian carpet diagonally. The air was lingering with the aftertaste of expensive cigars and the warm aroma of secret lust. Shen Yu stood at the edge of the light and shadow, his back to her. He had just taken a shower, and the tips of his hair were still a little wet. The water droplets slid down his tight neckline and sank into the soft collar of the white bathrobe. He was bending down to collect the clothes scattered on the ground, his movements were a little stiff, with a kind of urgency that he was trying to suppress. A half-used suitcase was spread out on the carpet, like a silent mouth waiting to be devoured. Fu Wanqing leaned against the doorframe, holding a slender cigarette between his fingertips. The scarlet sparks flickered in the dim light. She looked at his back and his almost panicked posture as he packed his luggage, and a sharp annoyance suddenly rushed up, burning her nerves. She took a drag on the cigarette, and the smoke blurred her sharp vision. "Are you leaving in such a hurry?" Her voice sounded, with a laziness that controlled everything and a hint of imperceptible ridicule, "Afraid that I will regret it, and will you hold on to your 'deed of sale' and not let me go?" Shen Yu's movements suddenly stopped. He didn't look back, and his broad shoulder line tightened instantly, like a fully drawn bow. Fu Wanqing stepped on the soft carpet and walked behind him silently. He still had the clean soapy scent of shower gel, mixed with his unique refreshing and stubborn scent. She reached out her hand and pinched his chin with irresistible force, forcing him to turn his face sideways. The skin under the fingertips is warm, and the lines of the mandible are clear and stubborn. His eyes finally turned to her. Those eyes that were once as sharp as eagles in the court were now filled with bottomless coldness. She forced herself to raise the corners of her lips, even with a hint of intimacy with her fingertips, and gently touched his tight lip line, trying to regain the ease of controlling the overall situation, "Little lawyer, have you been wronged in the past three years?" This sentence was something she had said countless times in the past three years. Sometimes it was teasing when love was strong, sometimes it was comfort after conflict, and sometimes it was her charity-like compassion for him. Each time, he was rewarded with silence, which eventually turned into a helpless compromise. But this time, it's different. Shen Yu's pupils suddenly shrank, and those eyes like a pool of stagnant water seemed to have been thrown into a boulder, instantly setting off a huge wave. It was no longer the cold silence, but a sudden burst of rage and deep-seated shame! He suddenly waved away Fu Wanqing's hand, with such force that you stumbled unprepared, and the cigarette on your fingertips fell to the carpet, leaving a burnt mark. "Wronged?" He laughed, his voice hoarse like sandpaper, and every word seemed to be grinded out from the gaps between his teeth, with a bit of blood, "Fu Wanqing, watching me being chained by you like a dog, doesn't it feel particularly fulfilling?" The forced smile on Fu Wanqing's face froze and shattered in an instant. She had never seen Shen Yu lose his composure and hate her so much. He stopped looking at her, as if looking at her again would be pollution. He leaned over and stuffed the last few clothes into the suitcase almost roughly, the zipper making a harsh friction sound. With a click, the lock closed. He straightened up, carrying the half-old box, and walked straight to the door without any pause. There was only one cold and biting word left to throw at her: "Mr. Fu, I'm tired of playing the buying game. It's over between us." The door was opened and closed heavily behind him. Bang--! That loud noise, like thunder, echoed for a long time in the luxurious and empty suite, and struck Fu Wanqing's heart hard. She stood stiffly, staring at the scorched burn mark on the carpet. The warm fragrance remaining in the air now only smelled of disgusting decay. It's over? The control she thought she had, the cage she had carefully woven, she was used to his obedience and presence... Just like that, it was over? Outside the window, the leaden gray clouds seemed to be thicker and weighing down heavily. "Mr. Fu? Mr. Fu?" The cautious voice of the marketing director jerked Fu Wanqing back to the cold conference room from that suffocating afternoon three years ago. Her fingertips trembled, almost crushing the metal pen in her hand. The cold touch stung her palm slightly. She took a calm breath and suppressed the astringency that surged in her eyes. When she raised her eyes, her face had returned to its usual calmness. "Continue", her voice was steady, without any waves. The long and boring meeting was finally over. The high heels hit the mirror-like marble corridor, making a crisp and regular sound. The assistant trotted beside him and reported the afternoon schedule quickly: "Mr. Fu, we have a video conference with Mr. Chen from 'Jingyuan' at 2:30. At four o'clock, the legal department has a matter about patent infringement..." "Turn it down." Fu Wanqing interrupted her without stopping and walked straight to the dedicated elevator. "I'm turning down all arrangements for this afternoon." The assistant was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, Mr. Fu. Then you..." "Go to the Municipal Intermediate Court." The elevator door slid open. Fu Wanqing walked in and pressed the floor. The mirrored wall reflected her perfect makeup but with a hint of exhaustion. "Go to the auditorium." The assistant understood instantly, and a trace of complexity flashed across his face. He quickly responded: "Understood. I will arrange a car right away." At two o'clock in the afternoon, Court No. 3 Of the Municipal Intermediate Court. The solemn national emblem hangs high, and the air is filled with the unique smell of ink in legal documents and a breathtaking solemnity. Fu Wanqing was sitting alone in the back row of the auditorium, wearing a neatly tailored dark gray cashmere coat, which was incompatible with the slightly noisy surrounding environment. She lowered her eyes slightly, and her long eyelashes cast a small shadow under her eyes, covering up all her emotions. The trial has begun. The prosecution and defense have finished their presentations and are now entering the critical stage of cross-examination. A subsidiary controlled by the Fu Group is accused of commercial fraud and huge contract breach. Every question from the plaintiff's attorney is like a precise scalpel, pointing directly to the vital point. The defendant's lawyer is forced to retreat, and beads of sweat appear on his forehead. Fu Wanqing's eyes always fell on the tall figure at the plaintiff's table. Shen Yu. He was wearing a well-fitting dark suit, a white shirt with a crisp collar, and a solid dark-patterned tie. Three years were enough to polish the young man who was once forbearing under her control into a dazzling sharp blade in the court. His side face has clear and cold lines, and his jawline is tight, exuding an unquestionable perseverance. At this moment, he was walking towards the witness stand calmly, his steps were steady, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and he locked eyes with the obviously flustered financial director of the defendant. "Witness", Shen Yu's voice clearly spread throughout the court through the microphone. It was not high-pitched, but had a strange penetrating power, calm and cold. "Please confirm again, the real date of the supplementary agreement signed between your company and Hongyuan Technology in the third quarter of last year. Is it September 15th that was entered incorrectly by the system, or is it the date shown in the scanned copy in your personal mailbox marked August 28th?" His questions were sharp and direct, without the slightest detour. Every word was like a cold iron nail, striking precisely on the lie the other party was trying to construct. The financial director's Adam's apple rolled violently, his eyes flickered, and he subconsciously looked to the lawyer in the dock for help. The defendant's lawyer was about to raise an objection, but Shen Yu was a step faster. He turned slightly sideways, his eyes swept across the defendant's seat as if they were real, and finally landed on the silent figure in the auditorium - Fu Wanqing. The gaze was extremely fast, like a knife blade passing across the ice on a cold night, cold, sharp, with unabashed scrutiny and a hint of complexity that was difficult to capture. It was so fast that Fu Wanqing thought it was an illusion. "The objection is invalid," the judge's voice sounded. Shen Yu immediately withdrew his gaze and focused on the witness again, as if the brief pause had never happened. His voice became clearer: "Witness, please answer. Is it September 15th, or August 28th? This is related to whether the supplementary agreement was signed after your company issued a major negative announcement, and whether it constitutes a serious fraud on investors, especially small and medium-sized shareholders!" His voice suddenly rose, and the last few words were like a heavy hammer falling with great force! "I... I..." The financial director's face turned pale and his lips trembled. Finally, under Shen Yu's strong aura and the mountain of ironclad evidence, his psychological defense collapsed completely. "It's... It's August 28th... The system... The system date is wrong..." There was a suppressed uproar in the auditorium. In the dock, Fu's legal team looked ashen. Fu Wanqing's hand in his coat pocket clenched silently, and his nails dug deeply into his palm, causing a sharp sting. She watched Shen Yu calmly state the final conclusion, watched him nail Fu's company to the pillar of shame for fraud with clear logic, and watched him finally win the judge's nod and the recognition in the jury's eyes. He won, won so beautifully, so completely. And all of this was created by his own hands, pointing to a corner of her huge business empire. This is no longer the little lawyer who could only struggle within the rules she set three years ago. He has broken free from the chains, sharpened his claws, and is now declaring his revenge to her in the most legal and majestic way. The bell rang for the end of the trial, dull and long. The crowd rushed to the exit like a tide. Fu Wanqing was still sitting in his original position, watching Shen Yu organize the documents on the table in an orderly manner and chatting in a low voice with the excited middle-aged CEO of the plaintiff, with a formulaic look of alienation on his face. He packed up his things, picked up his briefcase, turned and walked towards the exit, his eyes inevitably scanning the auditorium again. This time, Fu Wanqing did not avoid it. She raised her head and met his gaze directly. Eyes facing each other. Time seemed to stand still at that moment. The hustle and bustle of the court and the crowds became a blurry background, and she could clearly see the coldness and disgust that surged instantly in his eyes, as well as a hint of deep pain. There were no words, and Shen Yu's footsteps didn't even pause. Just the moment his eyes met hers, the ice in her eyes seemed to crack an imperceptible gap, and was immediately covered by a deeper chill. He looked away expressionlessly, as if she was just an insignificant stranger, and walked straight through the aisle in front of her, bringing with him a gust of cold air. That decisive figure made her feel a biting chill and overwhelming emptiness even more than when she slammed the door and left three years ago. Fu Wanqing didn't know how she walked out of the heavy door of the court. The cold wind in the late winter was like countless fine ice needles, instantly penetrating her expensive coat and piercing into the seams of her bones. The sky was as gloomy as an upside-down lead-gray pot lid, with fine snowflakes falling on my face, freezing to the bone. She stood on the high steps and watched Shen Yu's back stop at the door of the court, shaking hands and saying goodbye to the plaintiff CEO who was glowing and patting him on the shoulder to express his gratitude. The assistant stepped forward quickly and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Fu, the car is waiting over there." Fu Wanqing did not move. Her eyes were locked on the figure at the bottom of the steps. He was facing her sideways, nodding slightly as he listened to the plaintiff CEO speak. The lines on his profile looked cold and distant in the gray sky. Snowflakes fell on the shoulders of his crisp suit, quickly spreading a small dark stain. An uncontrollable impulse gripped her. The pride she had maintained over the past three years and the carefully constructed defense lines collapsed the moment she saw the cold disgust in his eyes. She couldn't let him go like this. Absolutely not. "Wait a minute." She just left this sentence to the assistant. Without even looking at the assistant's astonished expression, she stepped up and walked down the cold steps almost hurriedly. Her high heels made a slightly panicked sound when stepping on the slippery stone steps. "Shen Yu" Her voice rang out in the biting cold wind, with an imperceptible tremor, penetrating the noisy human voices. At the bottom of the steps, Shen Yu was about to walk towards a black car on the side of the road. His footsteps suddenly stopped. He did not look back immediately, but his back was obviously stiff for a moment. The plaintiff CEO next to him also looked over in surprise. Fu Wanqing walked quickly to him and stopped a step away from him. The cold wind picked up the hem of her coat, and the snowflakes wetted her carefully tended hair. She raised her face and clearly saw the undisguised coldness and indifference on his turned face. Her heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand. The pain was so painful that she could hardly breathe. The eyes around her glanced at her vaguely, with curiosity and inquiry. Fu Wanqing felt the last bit of blood on her face fade away, and her fingertips felt cold in the pocket of her large coat. She had never been so embarrassed, so... Low to the dust. But that thought sustained her and she couldn't let go. "Shen Yu," her voice was a little tight, trying to keep it steady, "let's... Talk." These three words almost exhausted all her energy. The corners of Shen Yu's lips curved up very slowly, and there was no warmth in his eyes: "What are you talking about? Mr. Fu." He deliberately emphasized the name, reminding them of the bad relationship they had, "Talk about how powerful you are and are prepared to buy out my time again? Or are you talking about the lawsuit your company lost this time and want me to be merciful?" His voice was not high, but every word was like a knife, clearly scratching Fu Wanqing's eardrums. The plaintiff's CEO and a few people around him who had not yet left all looked at him strangely. Fu Wanqing's body shook almost imperceptibly, and she took a deep breath of cold air. The cold air seemed to be poured directly into her lungs. All pride and self-esteem were crushed by her own hands at this moment. She looked into Shen Yu Hanbing's eyes and clearly uttered the words she thought she could never say word for word: "I was wrong." The cold wind carried snowflakes and roared across the empty court square, blowing these three words into pieces, and the surrounding air seemed to solidify. The sarcasm on Shen Yu's face froze instantly. He seemed to have heard the most ridiculous joke in the world. His pupils suddenly tightened and he looked in disbelief at the woman in front of him who once controlled everything about him. Her face was so pale that it was almost transparent, with only the ends of her eyes glowing red due to the cold wind and emotion. Her eyes looked unprecedented... Fragile and sincere. But this fragility only made the string called hatred in Shen Yu's heart tighten even more, almost to the point of breaking! Absurd! Ridiculous! A three-year-overdue confession? After she had trampled him into the mud with her own hands, after the truth about his family's brokenness came to light? A violent rage mixed with the severe pain of being humiliated rushed to the top of his head! Shen Yu took a fierce step forward, and his tall figure instantly enveloped Fu Wanqing, bringing a huge sense of oppression. "Wrong?" He almost gritted his teeth, and his voice was very low, but it was like ice quenched with poison. Every syllable hit Fu Wanqing with devastating power, "Fu Wanqing, you look like this now, it really makes me sick!" His chest rose and fell violently, as if he wanted to pour out all the resentment he had suppressed for three years. He suddenly pulled out a check folder from the inner pocket of his suit and tore off a blank check with a bang! His actions were rough and full of aggression. "Want to atone for your sins? Or do you want to buy again?" An extremely twisted smile appeared on Shen Yu's face, and the coldness in his eyes almost made him freeze. He held the check that was light but weighed more than a thousand dollars, and amidst the sudden exclamations and whispers around him, he pressed it mercilessly on the chest of Fu Wanqing's coat! The force was not heavy, but it was extremely humiliating. The sharp corners of the check even left a slight sting on her skin through the fabric of her clothes. "Take it!" His voice suddenly rose, resounding in the quiet corner of the square, with an almost cruel pleasure, "I'm tired of playing the game of buying people! Put away this cheap trick of yours and get out!" The check was pressed on her chest, and Shen Yu immediately let go. The blank piece of paper fluttered in the cold wind, slowly slid down, and fell to the cold, damp ground. Fu Wanqing's body shook violently, as if he had been hit hard by the invisible force. She lowered her head and looked at the check lying on the edge of the muddy mark. The snow-white paper looked like a huge mockery. The last trace of blood on his face had completely faded away, leaving only a deathly pale color. She bit her lower lip and tasted the fishy sweetness like rust. The huge shame came over her like a tsunami, almost drowning her. She could even clearly hear the gasps and pointing comments around her. However, the next second, she suddenly raised her head! In those eyes that were forced to burst into tears, vulnerability and pleading quickly receded like the tide, replaced by an almost fierce, burning pride! She straightened her back, like a cold plum that was broken by the wind and snow but refused to fall. Her eyes were as sharp as a knife, piercing straight towards Shen Yu, with the flames of being completely irritated and the stubbornness that would never bow down rolling inside. She didn't say a word, but her eyes were more powerful than any words - you can trample on me, but don't even think about seeing me begging for mercy! Shen Yu was startled by her sudden, retaliatory look. Fu Wanqing stopped looking at him, as if the check on the ground and the man in front of her who had bowed her head had become the filthiest garbage. She turned around suddenly, and the hem of her coat drew a sharp arc in the cold wind. Her high heels stepped on the check, making a heart-shaking tearing sound. Then she straightened her back resolutely and strode towards the red car waiting on the roadside. The car door slammed shut, cutting off all eyes and wind and snow outside. Shen Yu stood there, the cold wind carrying snow particles hitting his face. He looked at the rear of the car as it drove away, and then looked down at the blank check stained with mud on the ground. The brief pleasure brought by the public humiliation just now quickly receded, leaving only an even colder and chaotic whirlpool, churning crazily in his heart. A week later, late at night. On the top floor of the VIP inpatient department of the Central Hospital, the corridor was silent, with only the smell of disinfectant still stubbornly permeating the air. In front of the observation window outside the intensive care unit, Shen Yu stood quietly, his tall figure looking a little lonely under the cold white light. He looked at his mother sleeping on the hospital bed through the glass. The instruments made regular and weak ticking sounds, and the beating curves on the screen were proof of the vivid life in the silence. My mother is much older, and her hair is almost completely white, spread out on the pillow like a handful of dry snow. The sudden collapse of the Shen family three years ago and the ensuing illness almost drained her of all her life. Her father died young, and her mother was his only tie in the world. It was this that supported him through the three years under Fu Wanqing's control and became the motivation for him to desperately climb out of the quagmire and return to the top. The attending physician, Dr. Lin, walked quietly to him holding a thick kraft paper bag with a look of relief on his face. "Lawyer Shen, there is a situation that I think we should let you know." Dr. Lin's voice was very low. Shen Yu did not look away from his mother, but turned his head slightly: "Dr. Lin? Is there any change in the treatment plan?" "No, it's about the cost." Dr. Lin handed over the document bag with some emotion in his tone, "Lawyer Shen, your mother was transferred to the ICU in critical condition, and the cost of all subsequent advanced treatments and imported special drugs... In fact, all of it was paid as soon as she was admitted to the hospital." Shen Yu suddenly turned his head, his eyes as sharp as lightning, "Settled? Impossible! I just last week..." He clearly remembered that he had just deposited a large sum of money. "Yes, I know you have prepaid, but the cost of this rescue and follow-up treatment is far higher than expected." Dr. Lin sighed and tapped the document bag with his finger. "All the cost gaps were paid anonymously. Moreover, the payer specified the use of the most advanced targeted therapy program in the world, but has not yet been widely used in China. Of course, this program has the best effect and the smallest side effects, but the cost is astronomical. If the other party had not paid in advance and opened up all channels, it would be difficult for our hospital to start in time." Anonymous? Astronomical numbers? Top solution? Shen Yu's heartbeat suddenly went out of order. He took the document bag, and his knuckles turned white from the exertion. He eagerly pulled out a thick stack of documents - payment vouchers, treatment plan confirmations, application forms for special channels for imported drugs... The amount on each document was staggering, but behind each payment, there was a bright red seal of "paid" clearly. Turning to the last page is the crucial application form for the use of sky-high-priced targeted drugs. Under the applicant's signature column, a name was signed in a flying and dancing manner. ——Fu Wanqing. Next to the signature, there was a line of smaller handwriting, like a final footnote or a belated announcement: "You don't have to pay it back this time." Shen Yu's breathing stopped suddenly! His mind went blank, and the only sound left in his ears was the roar of blood rushing wildly. Anonymous? Did she pay off the sky-high bill for him? After he tore her dignity apart in public and humiliated her with the most vicious words? Why? Is it atonement? Or compensation? ... Or is it another way of control? The huge impact caused his vision to go dark. He held on to the window frame beside him to steady himself. The document bag slipped from his slightly trembling hands, and the papers were scattered on the floor. He bent down stiffly, his fingers trembling so much that he could hardly pick up the flimsy papers. When his fingertips touched the three words "Fu Wanqing", he suddenly flinched as if he had been burned. He staggered back and hit the cold wall. His mind was in chaos. Three years ago, she pinched his chin and chuckled, "Have I wronged you?", And she said "I was wrong" with a pale face in the court, and the light and stepped check in front of the steps... Countless images flashed crazily, overlapped, and shattered! Finally, it settled on the line of small words at the end of the document, "No need to pay it back this time." An emotion he had never felt before, like an out-of-control beast, crashed crazily in his chest! Is it anger? Is it ridiculous? Is it humiliation? Or was it a shock that he didn't even want to admit? He turned around suddenly and stumbled towards the elevator! He wants to find her! Now! Immediately! He needs an answer! An answer that explains all this nonsense! The cold wind in the middle of the night was like the roar of wild beasts, and the street lamps blurred out halos one after another in the wildly dancing wind and snow. The light struggled to penetrate the thick snow curtain, casting swaying shadows on the ground. Shen Yu rushed out of the hospital door. The biting cold wind carried the snow particles, and hit him hard in the face like ice-cold gravel, blurring his vision for an instant. He was breathing heavily, and his eyes eagerly glanced at the tree-lined avenue directly opposite the hospital door. Just under the dimmest street lamp, a figure stood there quietly - it was Fu Wanqing. She didn't drive, didn't hold an umbrella, or even wore a scarf. She was only wearing the dark gray cashmere coat that didn't look thick during the day. It had been soaked by the wind and snow, and the color was so dark that it was almost black. Snowflakes accumulated a thin layer on the top of her hair and shoulders. She stood like that, with her head slightly raised, looking in the direction of his mother's ward in the hospital, like a statue frozen in the snow. The dim streetlight narrowly outlined the outline of her face. The lines were still clear, but they revealed an almost transparent fragility and indescribable exhaustion. Tiny ice crystals were condensed on her long eyelashes, trembling slightly with every breath she took. Shen Yu's footsteps were nailed to the spot. Across the snowflakes in the sky and the snow splashed by the vehicles passing in front of the hospital, the short distance of more than ten meters was so heavy. Step by step, stepping on the thick snow, he walked towards her. Until I stood in front of her, close enough to see the fine ice crystals on her eyelashes, and feel the coldness soaked in wind and snow radiating from her body. Fu Wanqing slowly retracted his gaze from the ward window above, and finally fell on Shen Yu's face. She looked at him, at the turbulent waves surging in his eyes, at his thin lips pressed into a straight line, and at the crumpled brown paper bag he was holding tightly in his hands. "Did you see it?" Her voice was so weak that it was almost drowned in the roar of the wind and snow, but with a strange penetrating power, it penetrated Shen Yu's ears clearly. "Shen Yu," she called his name, her voice was very soft, but she seemed to have used up her last strength, "You scold me." The wind and snow rolled up the hem of her coat, and she closed her eyes slightly. When she opened them again, there was only bottomless exhaustion and a kind of relief like settling dust in her eyes. "I deserve it." These three words fell lightly, but they were heavier than the snowflakes falling from the sky. At the same time, they also hit Shen Yu's heart hard. He pinched the fingers on the edge of the document bag. The moment he heard her words, he began to tremble uncontrollably, causing his whole arm and even his whole body to tremble slightly. Those thin pieces of paper were now like red-hot irons, so hot that he could hardly hold them. "Why?" Shen Yu's voice was hoarse, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of his throat, with tearing pain, "Fu Wanqing, tell me why? After I did that to you! After I tore your face to pieces in public and trampled you into the mud! Why do you still do this? Why do you still have to pay this sky-high bill? Why do you have to sign your name? Why do you have to write 'You don't have to pay it back this time'?" He took a step forward, and his tall figure almost enveloped and swallowed Fu Wanqing. The cold cedar breath mixed with the blazing anger on his body, forming a suffocating aura. "Atonement? Compensation?" He stared hard at her eyes that were so calm and almost desolate, trying to find even a trace of hypocrisy or calculation in them, "Or do you think that money can smooth everything? Just like you bought me with that check three years ago? Fu Wanqing, do you have so much money that you have no place to spend it? Or do you think that trampling on my dignity like this and giving some more money will make your arrogant heart feel better?" His questions were like a gust of wind, with deep-seated hatred and unspeakable pain, hitting Fu Wanqing hard. Every word he said was tearing open the bloody scar between them. She did not dodge his gaze and allowed his stormy anger to pour on her. It was not until he finished his last word that she slowly shook her head. "No," her voice was very soft but extremely clear, "It's not for atonement or compensation." She paused, as if she needed to gather some strength. "It's not to make myself feel better, I just... Can't watch your mother die." This sentence, as light as a feather, but with an indescribable weight, weighed heavily on Shen Yu's furious heart, like a cold needle, unexpectedly piercing all his angry balloons. He suddenly froze, and the boiling anger was like a bucket of ice water being poured on his head. It solidified instantly, leaving only the biting coldness and the blank emptiness. "I checked, and Dr. Lin told you that targeted drugs are currently the only option that can effectively control her condition with minimal side effects. If you miss the best treatment period, or switch to other options..." She did not continue, but the unfinished meaning was like a cold iron pliers, strangling Shen Yu's throat. Of course he knows! He knows better than anyone how dangerous his mother's condition is! That sky-high fee and the application through special channels are what he has been so anxious about these days, running around but still out of reach of despair! That was a chasm that he couldn't cross immediately despite all his efforts! It's a sharp knife hanging on his mother's lifeline! And Fu Wanqing, after he humiliated her in the most cruel way, and when he wanted to crush her to ashes, he lightly moved the boulder for him that was enough to crush him. "Why..." Shen Yu's voice was completely mute, all the anger and questions were blocked in his throat, leaving only a drowning-like feeling of suffocation and incredible confusion. For the first time, he felt that she was so strange and incomprehensible. "There is no reason, just think of it as buying my own peace of mind." Shen Yu seemed to be hit hard by these words, and his body shook violently. He looked at the bitter, almost self-deprecating smile on her face, and a huge pain, absurdity and anger completely overwhelmed him like a tsunami! "Peace of mind?!" He raised his head sharply, staring at Fu Wanqing with his scarlet eyes. His voice was hoarse and broken, with a despair that was on the verge of collapse. "Peace of mind bought with money? Fu Wanqing, tell me! Watching my family ruined because of your family's methods back then, watching me being tied to you like a dog for three years, watching me using all my means to get back at you... Now, you use money to buy your peace of mind? Tell me, what is this?! What on earth is this?" "Shen Yu!" Her voice was no longer as calm and weak as before, but suddenly rose higher, with a tearing hoarseness, and slammed into his eardrums! "You hate me! I know! You want me to die! I admit it!" She stared at him, her dry well-like eyes burning with terrifying flames, rolling with almost crazy love, "The worst thing I, Fu Wanqing, have ever done in my life is to tie you to me in that way three years ago! You took revenge on me, I admit it! Let me be ruined and lose in court. Tu, let me lose face in public! You said I was trampling on you! Well, you are right! But listen clearly! This money is not buying my own peace of mind!" She gasped, as if she had exhausted all her strength, and finally, her voice was almost hoarse, but with a resolute determination: "I, Fu Wanqing... Never... Never thought... Of asking you to pay me back!" The moment she finished speaking, she gasped for air. The white mist quickly dissipated in the cold wind, and her face was as pale as paper. Only her eyes were still staring at Shen Yu, burning the last bit of fire that refused to be extinguished. Shen Yu stood frozen on the spot, as if he had been struck by an invisible thunder. Boom! Boom! Boom! The violent beating of his heart was like the most primitive drum beat, beating hard in the depths of his soul! He lowered his head and looked at the piece of paper stained with snow and mud in his hand. On it were Fu Wanqing's sharp signature and her last words, "You don't have to pay it back this time." Under the dim light, it was so dazzling that he could hardly open his eyes. Not atonement? Not compensation? Not buying peace of mind? What he bought was his mother's chance to live... She never thought about asking him to pay back... "I can't afford you..." Shen Yu repeated these words unconsciously, his voice as low as a whisper. The rage and hatred in his chest that almost tore him apart receded like the tide, leaving only a bottomless hole. And deep in that hollow, something was surging, colliding, and trying to break out of the ground crazily and uncontrollably! He took a sharp step forward, and at the moment when Fu Wanqing was about to collapse, he stretched out his arms and hugged her cold and stiff body forcefully into his arms! The movement was almost rude, with a kind of panic that was lost and found, and a kind of attachment that even he himself was not aware of. Shen Yu's arms tightened, and his voice contained uncontrollable tremors and a sob that was almost collapsed, "Fu Wanqing, what the hell do you want me to do?!" The hot liquid rushed out of Shen Yu's eyes without warning and dripped into Fu Wanqing's equally cold neck. The wind and snow howled, and under the dim street lights, two scarred souls hugged each other tightly in the snow, as if trying to absorb the last faint warmth from each other, silently telling the redemption and entanglement of love and hate.
Don't miss this one, the female protagonist is super doting, it's really good-looking, don't look at the low rating, it's super sweet, it's just a little bit abusive to the male protagonist, um, the sickly male protagonist, I must watch it if I like it
The ancient style of dual purity and dual strength, the "emperor" type of powerful female protagonist VS the "concubine" type of villainous male protagonist
1. Chu Ke, who was struggling to survive in the last days, once traveled through time, found that he had actually entered the novel. Good news, the world is at peace and order remains. The bad news is that it has now reached its personal ending. She is a vicious female supporting character who will soon be bankrupt and in debt. According to the original plot, she was eventually reduced to being a princess at KTV, and was killed in revenge by the person she had bullied on the way to repay her debts. The good news is that my survival skills and experience in doomsday escape are still there. Bad news, she made fun of the man she bullied the most, and she is also the biggest villain in this article. Facing the very familiar sinister man in the booth, Chu Ke's eyes darkened. She gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, it doesn't matter, the advantage is mine, I can survive as long as the villain is offline! When Qin Zheyu saw Chu Ke again, old and new hatreds came to his heart, he sneered and threw a bottle of beer at her feet. The manager who came over ordered her to obey and serve Qin Zheyu, the ancestor, or else she would be fired... Chu Ke nodded, "Then I'll get out right away." Manager "???" Qin Zheyu was furious when he saw that Chu Ke was not making progress. According to the original story, the whole industry banned Chu Ke. Chu Ke chuckled. Otherwise, the boss's vision was too narrow. She couldn't get into a big factory, and she couldn't move bricks on the construction site. She couldn't go to the construction site, and she couldn't go to the countryside to raise pigs. There were three hundred and sixty jobs, and she hated every job she worked in. You can always wait until the day Qin Zheyu goes offline. Qin Zheyu "???" 2. As a new era woman, Huo Ning has always scorned arranged marriages. Until--her fiancé returned to China. It seems that this arranged marriage is not impossible... Or her mother has a vision. If her fiancé has a good face and a good figure, and can cook and kiss him, then she should reluctantly agree.
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