Blurb:
Cool and pure college girl 💗 Gentle, flirtatious older woman
Five-year age gap | Sponsorship relationship | Older woman chases her wife ❤️🩹
“You can call me big sister.”
Jiang Nanxi remembered those as the first words Song Zhiyu had ever said to her.
But she had never called her that. Not once.
She, Jiang Nanxi, was no more than a poor student sponsored by the Song family. What right did she have to call the Song heir “big sister”?
Then, one rainy night, Song Zhiyu pushed open her door, carrying the damp chill of the rain and the scent of alcohol.
Before Jiang Nanxi could react, Song Zhiyu took her hand and pressed it against her soft waist.
A gentle, bewitching voice, rough with drunkenness, came at her ear. “Nanxi, right here...”
Jiang Nanxi blushed and hardly dared to breathe, but Song Zhiyu coaxed her sweetly:
“Be a good girl and help big sister...”
*
Though Song Zhiyu coaxed her into doing everything one must never do with a real big sister, night after night, year after year, Jiang Nanxi never dared dream that she and Song Zhiyu could have a future together.
Until Song Zhiyu asked her, “Don’t you want to take big sister home?”
Later, murmuring in a drunken haze, she said, “Xiaoxi, let’s go home...”
After surviving the earthquake, Jiang Nanxi finally began to imagine having a home for the first time: a home with Song Zhiyu.
Jiang Nanxi worked herself to the bone at part-time jobs and did what she could to make their home beautiful.
Song Zhiyu would always smile and lift her chin. “Our Xiaoxi is so capable. What would you like big sister to give you as a reward...?”
Jiang Nanxi kissed her, cheeks burning, and made plans for their future together, year by year.
Until, on the eve of Jiang Nanxi’s graduation, before she could even open the door to their home, she heard Song Zhiyu’s mother demand, “Are you keeping a little lover just to spite me?”
Song Zhiyu replied carelessly, “It’s just for fun. It won’t affect the marriage alliance. Don’t make such a fuss.”
*
Song Zhiyu noticed that ever since her mother’s visit, Jiang Nanxi was always finding excuses not to come home.
Then, on the night Song Zhiyu was wondering how to go to the school and coax her back...
Jiang Nanxi vanished without a trace overnight.
The only thing left on the bedside table was a note: “I’ve paid off my debt. Let’s pretend we never knew each other. Miss Song.”
Blurb revised on September 24, 2026. Archived on Weibo at @Ji Chunyan Yanyan.
--- Blurb for the next story, After a One-Night Stand with My Ice-Cold Boss ---
Surrendering to love | One-night stand | An old flame catches fire
Flirtatious little charmer who doesn’t know it 💗 Proper, pure-hearted old-school boss
Shi Anchuu has had two things on her mind lately:
First, her new boss, Zhu Xinci, really doesn’t like her.
Second, every coworker knows Zhu Xinci doesn’t like her.
Shi Anchuu was puzzled at first, until she saw Zhu Xinci frown at her camisole dress again and again.
Seriously, it’s the twenty-first century. Can’t I have the freedom to wear what I want?
Shi Anchuu refused to change, and started switching up her outfits with even bolder looks. Zhu Xinci only grew to dislike her more.
Who could have guessed that after getting drunk at a dinner party, Shi Anchuu and Zhu Xinci would unexpectedly spend a night together?
The next day, Zhu Xinci buttoned her shirt and told her in a stern, proper manner, “You can ask for any compensation you want. Let’s pretend it never happened.”
Shi Anchuu: “Oh, then buy me two camisole dresses.”
Zhu Xinci: ?
*
After that, Shi Anchuu truly kept out of Zhu Xinci’s way, and Zhu Xinci seemed to avoid her just as much.
Until, at a team-building event, Shi Anchuu sang a love song with a coworker.
To her surprise, ten minutes later, Zhu Xinci had cornered her in a tent with paper-thin walls.
Zhu Xinci’s breath was hot, her voice hoarse. “Dressed like that, singing that kind of song... Who are you trying to seduce?”
Shi Anchuu was baffled and shot back without thinking, “Seduce... you?”
*
Shi Anchuu didn’t take her retort to her boss seriously.
After all, she had a new job and was about to resign.
But the next morning, Zhu Xinci called her into the office...
“Here are my property deed, bank card, and investment account.”
“When are we going to get our marriage license?”
Shi Anchuu: ?
Theme: Life is full of surprises.
Mr. Song, you should sort out this mess at home before trying to win back your wife.
Sister Song cleverly devised a series of schemes, and Little Sister Jiang mistakenly ended up on the executioner's block. [Shut up]
I got greedy this time; I should have checked tomorrow. [Hugging someone's leg]
Let Miss Song have another chance to win over her wife. [Dove emoji]
Did Lao Song chase after me wanting to make up? But it doesn't seem like a reconciliation is possible.
It's best if you two just miss each other right now.
President Song still intends to arrange a marriage. It seems there will be a lot of trouble chasing after his wife later. Song is really stubborn.
Could it be that Song's mother tricked Xiao Song into going back home? 🙏🙏
This is how we gradually break through the 🐶
Sigh, I have such mixed feelings. I want to see a dramatic "wife-chasing-back-the-cremation" scenario, but I also don't want to see them like this 😭