Small Splendor

The blossoms of the Tangdi flourish by Qingxi.

All the splendor and glory in this world are nothing but dust,

Only you can give me a world full of splendor.

Cen Xi will always remember that night. In the dark, lonely night, someone lifted her from the cold ground and gave her the warmest embrace.

If only life could always be like the first meeting.

As if in a dream, he closed his eyes and cupped her face in his hands. Outside, the night glittered with the splendor of a golden age. All he had was the person in his hands.

*Ever since I started writing, I've held on to one unshakable wish: to write a truly orthodox... romance novel. This is the work of my dreams.

New novel: Springtime Wedding

In the spring of the year she turned twenty-five, Su Minghua did the craziest thing of her life: she married a stranger on a whim.

It was only when she saw the name on their marriage certificate that she learned her new husband's name was Fu Chenli.

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Rumors abound in Xiangjiang's wealthy circles that Fu Chenli, the son of his father's discarded first wife, seized control of the Fu Group and ruthlessly drove out his half-siblings. His wolfish ambition was plain to see.

Yet, thanks to his handsome looks, power, and wealth, noble daughters flocked to him.

One day, everyone was astonished to hear that Fu Chenli had secretly married. His wife was a mainland food blogger, and reporters caught him in a suit accompanying her to buy groceries at the market.

His older half-brother sneered that Fu Chenli was just like his long-dead mother, too low-class to show his face in public, and that a woman who cooked for a living suited him perfectly.

The next day, Fu Chenli issued an appointment letter sending him off to a remote branch in Nanyang to build the business from scratch.

Fu Chenyu: “...”

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Several months into their marriage, Su Minghua learned her husband's true identity from the news online.

The reporters marveled that she had gone from sparrow to phoenix. She couldn't help but agree.

She and he were worlds apart. She could never hope to reach the heights of a top-tier wealthy family, and she couldn't exploit his kindness just to keep him by her side.

That night, she casually brought up divorce.

With a cigarette between his fingers and smoke curling around him, Fu Chenli smiled lazily. “Minghua, what gave you the idea that you could call me whenever you wanted and dismiss me just as easily?”

Su Minghua: “???”

Fu Chenli: “Come here and look at our wedding venue.”

Su Minghua: “...”

That night, no matter how much she protested and struggled, Fu Chenli was forceful and fierce.

Afterward, he said coldly, “Look at you. I've loved every inch of you, inside and out. And you say there's no love between us?”

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Later, Su Minghua learned by chance that Fu Chenli also had a name inherited from his mother's side: Zhou Yichen. He had lived in London for a long time.

As she turned over the strangely familiar name in her mind, an absurd thought flashed through her: Could the boyfriend from her dreams have been him?

In misty London, as the night deepened, they rekindled their old dream.

He brushed away the tears at the corner of her eye and asked if she remembered now.

Su Minghua replied weakly, “...Zhou Yichen, we broke up normally.”

“So you do know I was your boyfriend? I thought Miss Su saw me as a travel companion who could show her around, keep her company, and share her bed, a way to amuse herself and dispel her loneliness.”

“...”

#What do you do when the boyfriend you forgot in a dream shows up and tricks you into marriage?#

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