Soft Spot

[Originally titled She Is Delicate and Soft, the published title is The Little Soft Candy Staying at My House. Now available for preorder, sold on Tmall.] [Please bookmark my new historical romance, The Charming Face, next door. Follow @AuthorGengCanCan on Weibo to get news about updates and new releases first.] When Qi Zhao first met Wen Huan, she was standing in front of the Qi family villa, pure and innocent, gentle and delicate, dressed in a sky-blue skirt. She shyly called to him, “Q-Qi... Big Brother Qi...” The girl was pretty, all right. It was just a shame she had a stutter. He was used to throwing his weight around and loved picking on people. But in front of her, he didn't dare say a single harsh word. He was afraid she'd cry. When she cried, her tears fell and shattered his heart. After a competition, Wen Huan had brought honor to her school and returned home early. At Monkey Bar, the music pounded. Her phone screen lit up with an incoming call from “Little Stutterer.” During the call, Qi Zhao kept a cool face. As soon as it ended, he scrambled around in a panic. “Brother Qi, what happened? Don't panic.” Under the dazzling lights, Qi Zhao frantically searched for something, then finally pulled a copy of Five Years of College Entrance Exams, Three Years of Practice out of his schoolbag. Everyone exchanged bewildered looks. Qi Zhao, the spoiled rich kid feared by everyone at Huai University High School, looked flustered and frustrated. “I'm still a hundred questions short on the homework she assigned me. How the hell am I supposed not to panic?” “...” As a child, Qi Zhao dreamed of the future and swore to become a man who could hold up the heavens. But even in his wildest dreams, he never imagined that one day he would humble himself at a girl's knees, shamelessly begging, “Who cares about being a man? If I can't be your man, I don't even want to be human.” The boy went to the same school as you, sat beside you, and lived under the same roof. From then on, you shared a bed, a blanket, and a lifetime together. “, You said you like dogs because they wag their tails to please you. I don't accept that. When it comes to wagging my tail for you, no one can beat me. Not even a dog.” School bully and spoiled rich kid VS genius little stutterer. An investment tycoon who gets richer the more he coldly throws money around on instinct, and who lives to spoil his wife VS a genius violinist who turns into a queen whenever she plays. Half school life, half urban romance. Please bookmark my upcoming story The Charming Face. It's the first one in the author's profile~ After a coup, Zhao Zhizhi, the timid beauty famed throughout Lin'an, went from being an unloved daughter of the prime minister to a lowly concubine in the Eastern Palace, without a title or status, kept only to “learn the ropes.” Rumor had it the new crown prince was violent and unpredictable, like a demon from the depths of hell. Others said the new crown prince hated beautiful women, despised stunning beauties, and took pleasure in personally killing them. After hearing this, Zhao Zhizhi was scared out of her wits. Weeping, she entrusted her last wishes to the new “sisters” she had made in the Eastern Palace. “I... If I die... could you offer me a bowl of cherry pastries every year?” The crown prince wore the skirted robes he'd put on to entertain his parents. His dark eyes fixed on Zhao Zhizhi, and after a long moment, he said in a hoarse voice, “Don't worry. You won't die.” * On the night Zhao Zhizhi was summoned to serve him, the crown prince didn't come. A hundred bowls of cherry pastries did. The crown prince returned to the palace late after handling official business and remembered the night's appointment. “Has she gone to bed?” The eunuch replied, “Your Highness, Miss Zhao has been eating cherry pastries all night. She's still at it.” The crown prince frowned and cursed, “What a fool.” Half an hour later, the eunuch went to check the bedchamber and was astonished to find someone else inside. The crown prince, wearing a woman's coiffure and phoenix hairpin, sat beside the young girl and wiped the corner of her mouth. “It's all right if you can't finish them. His Highness won't blame you.” The girl lowered her tear-filled eyes and hiccuped softly. “You're not His Highness. How do you know he won't blame me?” * Everyone said Zhao Zhizhi was timid as a mouse, weak, and easy to bully. That is, until the day at the palace banquet when the lord of the Eastern Palace knelt before her, massaging her feet and putting her boots on for her. Red-eyed, he gritted out, “If you still won't talk to me, I'll leave the palace and run away today.” Zhao Zhizhi turned her face away. “Hmph.” * This story is also known as The Proud, Arrogant Dog of a Man Begs for Love Online Every Day and I'm So Wonderful, How Can She Not Like Me? Short-tempered emperor VS weepy beauty. They fall in love like elementary school kids. One-on-one romance, both say one thing and mean another, and then fall hard. Theme: