He Sees the Green Lime

Updates every evening at seven. Next novel: We Haven’t Spoken in a Long Time. See my author page. Blurb: [Flirtatious beauty x mature daddy] Marriage first, love later | Age gap | Tension and teasing | Sweet everyday life The summer she graduated, Jiang Ning’s father told her she was to marry into the Qin family. The Qin family’s eldest son, Qin Lin, was 188 centimeters tall, the head of the Qin Group, and had the looks and physique to match. He was famous for keeping himself pure. For some reason, he had agreed to her father’s proposal. Jiang Ning knew nothing about him, but her father wouldn’t stop nagging. After returning to the country, she agreed to meet the man. She sat by the window in a corner cafe, quietly waiting for him to arrive. Before long, a figure carrying a faint mint scent passed by her and naturally took a seat across from her. She slowly raised her head and met a pair of deep, warm black eyes. “Hello, Miss Jiang.” “I’m Qin Lin.” Those were the first words he said to her. After she got home, Jiang Ning called her father. “Fine, I agree.” It was only marriage. If she didn’t choose Qin Lin, her father would pick someone else. Besides, Qin Lin was exactly her type. He had mature-man energy in spades. He was right up her alley. Later, as the two stood outside the marriage registration office, Qin Lin asked her, “Are you really sure?” Jiang Ning tilted her head and smiled playfully. “What, are you scared?” The man lowered his eyes slightly and pressed his lips together. His voice was soft. “No. I’m afraid you’ll regret it.” The wind was strong that day. Jiang Ning’s skirt fluttered in the breeze, brushing lightly against the man’s suit pants, black and white mingling. “I won’t regret it, unless you cheat after we’re married.” Qin Lin’s expression was completely serious. He spoke slowly, almost like he was making a vow. “You’ll be the only woman I ever marry.” After they married, Qin Lin was practically the perfect husband. His thoughtful care and attention nearly drowned Jiang Ning in his tenderness. She was happy with every part of her husband, but she noticed one thing: whether before or after marriage, he treated her with the utmost respect. Traditional and proper, he never crossed the line. Even at the most intimate moments, all he did was kiss her forehead. “Good night.” Jiang Ning couldn’t take it anymore and started throwing herself at him. Every time, he only held her close, his eyes cool and restrained. “Ningning, be good.” Jiang Ning was so angry she tugged at his face. “Qin Lin, you’re so annoying.” Later, Jiang Ning’s childhood friend brought her home, reeking of alcohol. Qin Lin opened the door and caught her. He carried her to bed, then crouched in front of her and looked at her face with a helpless sigh. “Ningning, don’t hate me.” “I just want you to love me.” Years ago, Qin Lin met a young girl at a banquet. She wore a delicate evening dress and stood onstage, her smile bright and dazzling. That one glance stayed with him for years. Later, the first girl he ever loved became his wife. // Qin Lin woke in a tender embrace to find the girl in his arms sprawled over him like an octopus. He laughed quietly. His arm tightened around her waist, and he placed a gentle kiss on her hair. Precious. Cherished. For the first time, he understood how beautiful it was to have a wish fulfilled. Reader’s guide: Blurb written on October 8, 2025. Screenshot saved. 1. Both are virgins, and both are each other’s first love. 2. A lighthearted, sweet romance. Everything serves the relationship. An adult fairy tale. 3. Six-year age gap. The man has a secret crush. 4. Some details are made up. If you spot any mistakes in the professional knowledge, please point them out gently. I wandered alone through the years until I met you. Pre-release, next novel: We Haven’t Spoken in a Long Time. See my author page. If you like it, please add it to your favorites ^U^ Blurb: Heiress ✖️ Knight Childhood friends | Getting back together after a breakup | Romantic tension | Devoted knight 1. The day Ji Shuran first met Jin Xun was her tenth birthday. A boy in shabby clothes, thin as a rail, was led by the hand by her father and brought before her. Ji Shuran looked at the dirty boy in front of her with some disdain. He was a head taller than her. “Dad, who’s he?” Ji’s father smiled gently. “Ranran, Xiaoxun will be your little brother from now on.” “Little brother?” Ji Shuran looked disgusted. “He’s so dirty. I don’t want him.” Then she saw the boy lower his head, his cracked hands gripping the hem of his clothes tightly. Pitiful and self-conscious. 2. Jin Xun came to live with Ji Shuran when he was nine. The moment he saw her, he hurriedly lowered his head. He had never seen a girl so beautiful, like a doll he’d once seen in a shop window, immaculate from head to toe. But he also knew the young heiress didn’t like him. So he followed the Ji family’s rules, carried out the task Ji’s father had given him, and stayed by Ji Shuran’s side. He simply didn’t know that staying by her side would cost him his whole life. 3. The young heiress was spoiled, loved to cry, and was a liar. After the college entrance exams, Ji Shuran celebrated his seventeenth birthday with him in the courtyard. She smiled gently, her lovely eyes fixed on him without blinking. “Jin Xun, happy birthday.” “Work hard. I’ll be waiting for you at Jing University.” Later, the young heiress secretly applied to Sichuan University without telling anyone. Just so she could get away from him. That was the first time Jin Xun realized she really didn’t want him. 4. No one expected something to happen to the Ji family. The massive family fortune was wiped out in a single night. Just before Ji Shuran passed out in the fire, someone lifted her shoulders. She heard a sorrowful, choked sob, and tears fell on her face. She woke up in the hospital a month later. Someone gave her a bank card, but she didn’t know that it held all of Jin Xun’s savings. And she never saw Jin Xun again. Until a business collaboration brought her face to face with the man she hadn’t seen in five years. A scar now crossed his brow, and his features had grown more defined. His gaze was as calm and gentle as before. “Miss Ji, it’s been a long time.” Those were the first words he said after they reunited. Ji Shuran was suddenly struck by the realization that they really hadn’t spoken in a long time. One night, drunk, Ji Shuran lay across the man’s broad back, her face buried against his neck. Her hand felt the raised scar at the back of his neck, and tears spilled uncontrollably from her eyes. “Jin Xun, does it hurt?” When the beam fell on you that year, did it hurt? “It doesn’t hurt.” Not as much as it hurt when you left me. // “I understand the silent love you’ve given me all these years.” From then on, the boy I’d first looked down on became the love of my life. Theme: You are the one and only