Go Love a Little Rose

-1 The Shen family had been prominent for three generations, and Shen Leni was the only girl in the family. Everyone said that if she didn't grow up spoiled and arrogant, she wouldn't be doing justice to the achievements and doting of her forebears. Shen Leni lived up to their expectations. At five, she sat in a plane tree in the family compound, hands on her hips, and shouted down at Shi Yuening, "You're betrothed to my brother since before you were born. If you don't marry him, you'll have to marry me! Until I turn eighteen, you're not allowed to talk to other girls!" Shen Liqin clapped his friend on the shoulder, laughing. "Well, looks like you'll have to stay chaste for my little sister until you're almost thirty." Shi Yuening: "You're insane." -2 The Shen family fell apart, and its members scattered. More than a decade passed before they met again. The young woman was graceful and poised, with none of the spoiled arrogance that came from the wealth and indulgence she'd once known. She walked timidly up to Shi Yuening, as if she didn't recognize him at all, and bowed. "Mr. Shi, right this way." She had changed her name and her surname. Once Qiao Yueyi, she was now Song Jiasui. She kept company with Shi Yuening in the world of wealth and fame, and no one called her by her real name anymore. In countless tender, sleepless nights, only Shi Yuening called her by her childhood nickname, again and again: "Nini." -3 That day, Shen Leni passed by Yonghe Temple and went in to bow and offer incense, praying earnestly. When she came out, Shi Yuening asked what she had wished for. She shook her head and said nothing. May my life be ordinary, with peace through every season, warmth in winter and coolness in summer. May I stay with the person by my side forever. I don't dare wish for marriage or children. Later, Shen Leni wondered if the temple had been too crowded and the incense too thick. Perhaps among the millions of prayers that day, the Buddha never heard her little one. In a word: It is a sin to love. [Reader's Guide] 1. Not for readers who need the leads to be each other's first. 2. Tragic ending told in reverse order. The ending is revealed in the prologue. -20/10/27 [Coming in mid-October] Visit the author's page to add it to your favorites. After Taking Over the Inheritance: A sharp-tongued, stunning tyrant x a gloomy, ungrateful snake Aunt-and-niece faux-incest | Ten-year age gap, younger man | Strong woman, weak man | Raising a wolf in one's home -1 Years after being driven out of the family, Min Jinying returned to the Min household with people playing suona horns and beating gongs and drums. She had come to mourn her tyrant of a brother and inherit the Min family's immense fortune and shipping empire. Why was someone kneeling in front of the mourning hall? Damn it, when did that bastard have a son? At least the boy was only seventeen and needed a guardian. She could push him around, make him pay for the past, then kick him out! -2 Hong Yu had lived with his mother for seventeen years, just the two of them. Then, out of nowhere, a father appeared. His mother hurriedly packed their things and tried to flee, saying the man was a thug and a robber, and that he was the reason they'd spent all those years on the run. A car accident left the so-called father dead and his mother in a coma. With the medical bills mounting, the boy was forced to his knees before Min Jinying. The woman before him was as lovely as a spring flower, but her words were poisonous. "So you're the illegitimate son? Fine. Call me Aunt, and I'll reluctantly take care of you for a few days." He stared at the forged paternity test in her hand, closed his eyes, and hid his resentment and scheming. "Aunt." -3 Hong Yu rarely called Min Jinying "Aunt." The first time, he knelt before her and begged her to take over the Min family so she could pay the medical bills. The second time, he begged her not to expose the truth and throw him out. But later... "Aunt, what's so good about them? Not one of them deserves you." "Aunt, why can't it be me? You obviously like me." "Aunt, I was wrong. Look at me." Theme: Love others well, and let yourself be loved.