The Nation's Drama Queen Has the Protagonist's Aura

Upcoming story: Please help add Jia En Baobao's "Thinking of You at the First Snow" to your favorites! Just click on the author's profile to get it! [Cool, noble director * unruly, stunningly beautiful actress] One day, a gossip account posted two polls: [1. Which celebrity's public persona suffered the most outrageous collapse?] Yu You took the top spot with tens of millions of votes. She had been acting since she was three, and debuted as an idol at fifteen. Her looks were pure and vulnerable, with only the beauty mark beneath her eye hinting at her wild side. One bewitching glance on her debut stage, and the little camellia of the world had taken up residence in the hearts of countless fans. Who could have guessed that she was rebellious to the core? Her agency treated her as a lost cause. Her rivals rubbed their hands together, waiting for her to ruin herself, while people who secretly coveted her could barely resist making a move. Then rumors quietly spread that she had been frequently visiting a certain director's villa. Everyone sighed. They never expected a beauty of her caliber to sink so low. [2. Who is the industry's universally acknowledged unattainable dream?] The name You Yi instantly dominated the entire poll, without a single objection. Even though he had long since retired from acting and stepped behind the scenes, his refined, misty image remained irresistible. His eyes and brows were gentle, yet in private he was universally recognized as someone no one should provoke. No one expected him to make an unexpected appearance on the red carpet at an awards ceremony. His handsome face was as captivating as ever. His black suit was restrained and austere, and a string of dark sandalwood prayer beads hung from his wrist. He was like the frost moon above the clouds, too perfect for anyone to reach. The person at the side of this godlike man was none other than Yu You, who had already been removed from the ceremony's guest list. After all this time, the arrogance in her eyes had not diminished at all. She smiled slowly, perfectly embodying the word "villainess." Her appearance shocked the entire world of fame and fortune. So she hadn't been climbing the social ladder. She had simply plucked the moon everyone thought was beyond their reach. * The first time You Yi met her, he understood exactly what it meant to seem sweet and charming on the surface while bristling with thorns underneath. Because only she knew what kind of scars lay beneath the prayer beads that had never left his wrist. [Little Scene 1.0] Her love had always been sincere and intense. After finally bringing this unattainable beauty down from her lofty heights, Yu You admired her flower every day, wishing she could pull apart every petal, devour it, and crush it into juice. One night in Norway, the seaside cliff outside the glass house was as quiet as the wilderness. Candlelight flickered softly in the fireplace as she sobbed and told him she loved him. You Yi kissed her brow and eyes, looking down at the languid, hidden meaning in her gaze. Suddenly, he asked, "I understand. But why did you tell outsiders that I was the one seducing you?" "..." [Little Scene 2.0] After a period of silence, the two people caught in the storm of public opinion appeared on variety shows one after the other. Netizens tried to figure out the state of their relationship from every clue they could find. Before long, they concluded that their romance had probably hit a rough patch and that they had most likely broken up. Then, as they sat in the living room, Yu You suddenly asked, "Want some pomelo?" "Mm." "I'll go get one." "I'll help you." Everyone watched them go into the storage room. They took almost fifteen minutes before coming back out as if nothing had happened. The fans, who were still betting on whether the couple had broken up, stared in shock. Wait, why is Youyou's lipstick gone?! Please add the upcoming story "Good Night in Winter" to your favorites: [Marriage first, love later: obsessive, dark-hearted young man * sweet-voiced, delicate young lady] [1] Xu Chu had been secretly in love with someone for a long time. On the surface, she upheld her family's reputation, appearing refined and distant toward others. Even when she saw him from afar, she knew he was an enemy of the Xu family and never lingered. Only at midnight every night did she send him a good-night text. She thought she had hidden her feelings well, until at a birthday party, Shen Fang pushed open the private room door and coldly told her, "Don't message me and bother me again." But Xu Chu fell deeper and deeper, dropping all her airs and doing everything she could for him, only to be met with his lofty remark: "So even fairies are just like that." [2] Later, Shen Fang finally got everything he had wanted. People joked, "Now the entire Xu family belongs to you." But he suddenly found himself missing those good-night messages from the winter nights when he couldn't sleep. At last, he made up his mind to turn back and give everything up all over again, as long as he could have Xu Chu. On their wedding night, beneath a sky filled with fireworks, he solemnly said to her, "Chuchu, I want us to start over." Xu Chu smiled faintly, took the ring, and tossed it into the snow. "Find it first. Then you'll deserve to ask me again." No one could have imagined that the young master of the Shen family would really spend the entire night alone searching through the snow. After all, Xu Chu had once been the one he loved beyond reason. The next day, Shen Fang placed the ring he had found again in front of her, his fingertips red with cold. "Chuchu, I found it." "But I don't like you anymore. It's old. Just throw it away." [Little Scene] After they married, Shen Fang had lost count of how many times she had given him the cold shoulder. He endured it again and again, saving every bit of tenderness he had for the rest of his life for Xu Chu, until he saw her smiling tenderly at another man. That night, Xu Chu woke in the middle of the night to find the man who had come home late taking off his tie and trapping her against the headboard. His icy hands brushed over every soft curve of her body as he whispered hoarsely: "Chuchu, you're mine. Don't even think about escaping, not for the rest of your life." Theme: Overcoming adversity