When I'm with You

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[Blurb]

[Second male lead gets the girl] [Getting together with your ex’s boss]

A year after marrying Mr. He, she settled in Jiangnan. They treated each other with respect, and their life together was peaceful and happy.

Then he went to the company headquarters in the capital for a three-month business trip. When she happened to be passing through on a work trip, she went to see him. That evening, she joined him and his boss for dinner.

The boss was a successful young man, witty and charming, and complimented her on her lovely name.

While her husband was away from the table, the boss asked her after a few drinks if she had ever considered getting married again.

She found the question baffling and took back every nice thing she’d thought about him.

Then the boss told her that Xinjiang’s grasslands were beautiful this time of year, all green and full of life.

She: “…”

Their marriage didn’t end smoothly. Lu Zhixing had no intention of getting divorced.

She was already fed up, and her suitor pursued her relentlessly, afraid she might not get divorced. He showered her with priceless gifts without hesitation. When her company faced a financial crisis, he tossed her a pile of money and disappeared, but whenever she called, he was there for her.

Shan Dai said to him, “If I get divorced and end up with his boss, what do you think Lu Zhixing will think?”

“Madam is so kindhearted, worrying about whether her cheating ex is doing okay mentally.”

“…” She wouldn’t let him call her that. “Keep calling me that and I’ll block you!”

“Then I count as your ex too, don’t I? Won’t you take care of my broken heart?”

“…”

…

When she was with Mr. He, she hated being apart. Whether he had a work dinner or a business trip, he took her along. In no time, she’d met all his friends, and every one of them respectfully called her Madam.

On a snowy day in the capital, the man took her through the alleys for a late-night snack after work, because he knew she was from the south and loved it.

The proposal, wedding, and wedding dress she hadn’t had in her previous relationship appeared this time beneath Mount Fuji and in Iceland.

Because she liked them.

Being with Mr. He came with no less opposition than getting divorced.

She asked him, “It’s only natural to have regrets. I understand. You can still take it back.”

He was probably angry. He skipped dinner and stayed late at the office.

The last time she’d gone to his office was to see Lu Zhixing. This time, when she arrived at the CEO’s office, she found a man in a coat who looked as if he’d already finished work, standing with his back against the desk and gazing mournfully at the night. He didn’t move at all.

When he saw her, he was delighted, but said nothing.

Shan Dai: “Then I’ll go? My car’s broken, so I’ll take yours. Will you walk home later?”

“…”

She walked over to the desk and leaned against him, her breath fragrant as orchids. “Just kidding. I walked here. I’m so tired, and I sprained my ankle. It hurts.”

That day, she saw in his eyes a depth of concern unlike anything she had ever seen before.

…

The heroine has been married for a year, and the second male lead makes a strong play for her.

…

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Next novel: Wintertime Newlyweds

[Blurb]

In Eastern Europe, everyone knew Hua Qian. In North America, everyone knew Dai Yao.

But when did these two vanish without a trace from the world?

Old-fashioned family-arranged marriage + childhood friends treated as siblings + marriage first, love later

…

Growing up, Dai Yao always called Hua Qian “Brother Qian” (qie), and he doted on her like a younger sister.

In 1999, their families arranged their marriage out of necessity.

In 2001, their families’ business partnership ended, and they dissolved their marriage.

They left a photograph together outside the bridal suite, then went their separate ways. One moved to Europe for work, the other went to North America to study. From then on, they lost touch.

The next time she heard news of him was in 2010. An old friend they had shared showed up in the United States and told Dai Yao, “Hua Qian is critically ill. He left a will, and you’re the sole heir.”

“I don’t believe it,” she said, shaking her head as she held up the document. “Those words don’t sound like Brother Qian.”

“I wrote the will for him. He’s no longer capable of doing these things himself. His exact words were, ‘Leave my estate to Little Yao.’ Surely he’s the only person in the world who calls you ‘Little Yao’?”

“I want to see him.”

…

In a life scripted without love, they had clung to each other for warmth as children. As adults, Dai Yao thought that if they escaped their deep-as-the-sea families and the stifling decadence of their grand estates, they could both live well.

From 2001 to 2010, through Eastern Europe’s most turbulent years and New York State’s most painful period, they struggled and rose from the ashes, all for the sake of the heartfelt wishes they had made for each other before they parted.

“They said you tried to come see me that year, but something happened on the way, and you’ve been ill ever since.” Beside his hospital bed, she said, “Brother Qian, do you know? In the last ten years, there hasn’t been a single sunset in America as beautiful as the evening glow outside our bridal suite that day.”

Theme: Love and loyalty are priceless.