The Obsessive Tycoon's Cherished One

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When Jiang Tianshu fell into depression and could not pull herself out, Qin Zhou reached out to her. Gentle and patient, he stayed by her side through the hard times and pulled her out of the mire of her own making.

After suddenly returning to twenty years in the past, Jiang Tianshu met the six-year-old Qin Zhou, who lived in the countryside.

As a life that should never have been born, he was not treated as human by his family. Everyone hated and shunned him.

He was strange and ill-tempered.

Jiang Tianshu felt heartbroken for him. In her previous life, he had led her out of the darkness. In this life, she would hold tightly to his hand and give him the warmth and affection every child deserved.

Years later, Jiang Tianshu had only wanted to build a familial bond with Qin Zhou, but she accidentally became the apple of his eye.

She hugged the gentle-looking Qin Zhou. "See? I told you my Qin Zhou is kind by nature. He was only so unruly as a child because he lacked love. Look how wonderful you are now!"

Qin Zhou smiled tenderly. "Mm."

Outside the door, his younger buddy gritted his teeth. "Keep pretending!"

A warm and healing story.

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The Days of Extending My Life by Holding the Villain's Hand

[A beautiful, bold, and carefree heroine X a male lead who wants nothing when he is out of love, but turns into a mad obsessive once he falls for her]

Cen Ying, the notorious Demon Lord, had been suppressed by the Heavenly Dao and exiled for thousands of years. Just as she was about to slaughter the Heavenly Dao and get her revenge, she suddenly transmigrated into a dark cultivation novel. To return to her original world, she had to complete a mission.

A so-called dark novel is one where the protagonist is forever suppressed by the villain. No matter how hard they struggle, they can never see hope, and ultimately yield to the darkness.

Her mission was to bring positivity to the story and kill Jian Ning, a major villain as vicious as she was.

To give the story greater depth, she had to make him understand love before killing him.

The thing was, in the original story, this villain was immune to romance. In other words, she had to set him up with someone before she could kill him.

Cen Ying, drawing her sword with violent impatience: "What a hassle. I should just kill him."

Knowing her temperament, the System feared the villain would die before he could hold a girl's hand, ruining the whole story, so it added another condition to keep her in check.

She had to hold the villain's hand every day to stay alive.

Refuse?

Her soul would be annihilated on the spot.

Cen Ying thought the System was seriously messed up, but with her great revenge still unfulfilled, how could she accept having her soul annihilated? She could only agree, seething with resentment.

However, she had arrived at a bad time. Midnight was nearly over, cold sweat streamed down her body, and since she had yet to hold his hand, her life seemed to be coming to an end.

But the villain, who had not yet turned evil, was taking a bath.

Her fellow disciples said their master took at least two hours to bathe and wash himself.

Cen Ying: What a damn peacock. Doesn't he worry he'll scrub his skin right off after two hours?

With midnight almost over, she charged straight in.

Through the swirling steam, she found and grasped his long, slender hand, interlacing their fingers, then shamelessly said, "Master, this disciple came through the wrong door."

"..."

The disciples outside the door watched as the person who had been sent flying landed on the ground. The new, irreverent female disciple lay sprawled in an undignified pose, two streams of blood slowly running from her nose. "Wow, Master really is quite the looker."

The disciples outside the door: "..."

Everyone thought the female disciple would have her cultivation abolished and be expelled from the sect. Yet not only was she not driven out, one day, beneath the bright moon, her master even chased after her from his room, following close behind.

"Yingying, midnight is almost over."

The usually cool and aloof master, as lofty as a flower on a mountain peak, sounded a little aggrieved, completely unlike his usual self.

When the person ahead ignored him, he grabbed her in exasperation and forcibly laced his fingers with hers, gritting his teeth as he said:

"Cen Ying, hold my hand!!!"

The disciples of the sect: Is this really their aloof master? Can someone come and wash their eyes out?

Theme: Light will eventually break through the darkness.