Endless Spring Nights

Complete. Please add my new book, The Single-Plank Bridge, to your favorites. The blurb is at the bottom~

Two powerful families | Childhood sweethearts | Reunited after years apart | Heiress × aloof heartthrob

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Lin Nian had always had everything go her way, adored by everyone around her. The only obstacle she ever ran into was Zhou Yinghuai.

She hated people who acted superior and put on airs.

Unfortunately, Zhou Yinghuai was exactly the kind of person she hated most.

Whenever they appeared together, sparks were sure to fly. Their friends always pulled them apart with pounding hearts, swearing they would never let the two of them meet again!

Who knew that behind everyone's backs...

Lin Nian would be held in Zhou Yinghuai's arms as he demanded a label.

"What kind of boyfriend are you? You're more like my sworn enemy!"

"Do you sleep in your sworn enemy's bed every day?"

"..."

Then, at a party, someone caught this on camera:

Zhou Yinghuai had Lin Nian pinned against an empty corridor wall. He held her chin, his voice low and husky. "You seemed to be having a lot of fun laughing just now."

The video went viral, and their social circle erupted.

Their friends started a group chat late that night to gossip. "Wait, that look in Young Master Zhou's eyes... Are we blind, or has he lost his mind?"

No one knew that,

the very next second, outside the video, Zhou Yinghuai lowered his head and buried his face in the crook of her neck, his breath burning hot. "You're mine."

Later, everyone in their circle heard that Lin Nian and Zhou Yinghuai had become so irreconcilable that he had gone abroad.

No one knew...

They had once been tangled together through countless spring nights, unable to let go until death.

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Years later, they met again.

Their families arranged their marriage, and the sworn enemies registered it officially, leaving everyone utterly stunned.

Everyone thought their marriage would be sheer torture. Lin Nian prepared to treat him with distant courtesy until the end of her days.

Only Zhou Yinghuai knew that this was exactly what he had always wanted, his wish finally coming true.

Late one night, Lin Nian shut him out of the master bedroom again.

He leaned against the wall with his arms crossed. Hearing the crisp click of the lock from inside, he actually let out a quiet laugh.

A few minutes later, he opened the door with the spare key and went in.

Lin Nian was sulking with a pillow in her arms. When she saw him, she grabbed another pillow and threw it at him. "Zhou Yinghuai, you're breaking the rules again!"

He caught it effortlessly, then swept her up with it and tumbled them both into the soft bedding.

"Locking me out again?" He lightly kissed her puffed-up cheek, tightening his arms around her and holding her close. "How many times is that now, Mrs. Zhou?"

"Who cares how many times! The agreement says we sleep in separate rooms!"

"It also says," he murmured, kissing her earlobe with unhurried satisfaction and obsession in his voice, "that a husband has the right to comfort his angry wife."

"Zhou Yinghuai, I hate you!" Though his kisses had left her dizzy, she still found time to accuse him.

"Mm." He smiled, sealing his deeper love between their lips.

"I know."

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#WhatItFeelsLikeWhenYourSwornEnemyBecomesYourBedmate#

#AfterOurArrangedMarriageHeBreaksTheRulesEveryDay#

#TheAloofHeartthrobTurnsIntoAClingyPuppyAfterMarriage#

#EveryReunionAfterYearsApartWasPartOfHisLongLaidPlans#

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Reader's Guide:

1. Both leads are each other's first and only.

2. There isn't much workplace content.

3. The author is reliable, so feel free to follow along.

The Single-Plank Bridge

School life first, then the city | Dramatic twists | Foster care | Class divide | Growth and revenge

Elegant, rakish young master × clear-eyed, resilient chauffeur's daughter

When Shu Yi was fourteen, her father died after taking the hit for Mr. Zhao while driving.

After the funeral, someone from the Zhao family came to bring her from the countryside.

The first time the sixteen-year-old boy saw her, he was leaning lazily against the upstairs railing.

The girl downstairs had dark skin and unfashionable braids, but her eyes were still as a well.

The housekeeper said, "From now on, call him Brother Yuli."

He smiled carelessly, thinking, Where did this little country bumpkin come from?

From then on, Zhao Yuli had someone by his side.

She quietly finished the snacks he couldn't eat;

she dealt with the love letters he couldn't get through;

even when he suddenly felt like finding out what kissing was like, she only trembled slightly, neither refusing nor moving away.

Everyone said Shu Yi loved Zhao Yuli so much that she had lost herself, and even Zhao Yuli believed it.

So he took it for granted that he could arrange her life, and reluctantly let her stay by his side.

One day, he finally decided to make their relationship public, only to see her confessing to someone else with a bright, lively smile he had never seen before.

For the first time, the usually carefree and composed Young Master Li felt his reason collapse. He humiliated her with the cruelest words he could find. "Why don't you look in a mirror? Who else would take you in besides me!"

She slowly looked up, her eyes holding an unfamiliar calm.

"Zhao Yuli, we're over."

"Do you really think my dad died in an accident back then?"

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Once she had crossed this single-plank bridge,

the road ahead would be smooth, and the sky would open wide.

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Theme: My love is meant for you alone.