[Football] Madrid No. 5

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Twenty-three-year-old Jude Bellingham has had a woman on his mind for five years.

He has no way to contact her and doesn't know her full name. All he knows is that she's from the East.

One photograph, kept from Dortmund all the way to Real Madrid.

He thought he'd never see her again, but just before the World Cup, she suddenly appeared in Real Madrid's meeting room...

Meng Lingbo deliberately arranged her reunion with Jude.

One brief glimpse when she was nineteen had left a lasting impression on her.

But a man who broke his word had already been sentenced to death in her eyes.

Still, she couldn't let it go.

She crossed thousands of miles to come here, determined to see for herself.

[Reader Notice]

Neither lead is truly good and virtuous in the conventional sense!

If that bothers you, don't read!

The heroine is the daughter of an Eastern tycoon, a violent, nasty, and cunning little fox.

The hero is Jude Bellingham, a British football superstar who is meticulous and disciplined to the extreme.

[This is a story about the tug-of-war between human nature and responsibility, and between love and morality, pushed to their limits.]

[If you only want a sweet romance, skip the mildly angsty chapters.]

Beneath the starry sky.

"Next time, I'll bring you a lotus that I grew myself."

"All right. If you can bring me a living lotus, I'll grow it at my home in Madrid."

[Upcoming novel] Come enjoy the story of Meng Lingbo and Yu Rongzhang's past-life ties and tangled fates, A Love of a Lifetime!

In the moonlight at Jiya Mountain House, Yu Rongzhang swallowed his pride.

"Miss Meng, are you not planning to take responsibility for me?"

The man asking this question was thirty-one, the second son of the Yu family of Harbor City.

He had come to the capital in search of a national treasure that had been lost overseas, only to first encounter a pair of eyes openly coveting him.

He had once thought the Meng family's daughter was "a perfect wife and homemaker."

That is, until she shielded him beneath her wings before everyone's eyes.

Before she had even turned twenty-two, Meng Lingbo fell in love with a man at first sight!

In the corridors of the British Museum, pursuers were right behind them.

She knew he had ulterior motives, yet she pointed to a zodiac statue missing its horse and asked him for an answer: "Yu Rongzhang, you want to send them home too, just like I do, don't you?"

In Yu Rongzhang's carefree yet barren life, Meng Lingbo barged in without restraint, let him taste tenderness, then casually let go of him.

After the thank-you banquet celebrating the completion of Ming City Museum, he pretended to be drunk to make her come pick him up.

His eyes were hazy with drink as he coaxed her again and again: "Why did you come tonight?"

She propped herself up, raised her fist halfway, then lowered it.

"...I was worried about you."

Later, he slumped into her arms. "Miss Meng, you have to keep me in your thoughts, always."

In the little courtyard in Nanlu Town, osmanthus blossoms fluttered down.

She reached out toward the empty air. "Rongzhang, you're here."

After the late emperor's death, Princess Zhaolin, who had spent ten years in Shu, returned to the capital with a hundred thousand followers to mourn him.

At the grand court assembly, a censor accused her outright of plotting rebellion.

The new emperor said nothing, intent only on using her as his sharpest blade.

How laughable.

Then this discarded pawn of mine will have to obey the imperial decree and act brazenly.

[Flowers plucked while still dewy are naturally more beautiful and fragrant. Mingyi, too, picked and chose among a few blossoms in her lifetime.]

Theme: Begin with sincerity, and run on passion.