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Weng Xing, the new transfer student in Class One, has a secret: Chen Xinglie, the unruly top student and big shot in her class, is her childhood friend.
At school, the two seem to have nothing to do with each other. In fact, they even seem to dislike one another.
He refuses to sit next to her, won't take the bottled water she offers him on the court, and barely glances at her when she's collecting homework. When his friends ask about her, he just replies coolly,
"We aren't close."
"You want to chase her? Go ahead. See if you can get her."
Everyone thinks Chen Xinglie hates Weng Xing, until the day after Song Mobai becomes her deskmate.
After school, someone sees their cocky guy corner the girl in a supply closet. Five minutes later, she emerges with several buttons undone on her white shirt, and a faint mark at the corner of her lips.
He picks her up in his off-road vehicle, puts together problem sets for her, buys her pastries, and has all sorts of gifts ready. He even patiently bends down to tie her shoelaces when they come undone.
That's when everyone realizes that she's the childhood sweetheart the school's biggest hotshot has loved for years.
When his friends ask about her, he just smiles and drawls, "Her? She's a little queen."
For a while, Chen Xinglie dotes on his childhood sweetheart like she's the most precious thing in the world. But then she dumps him.
At the sports field, the boy sits with one leg crossed, smoking like a seasoned pro. He gives her a cold look and tells her to get lost.
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Later, she really does leave. She goes abroad to study, and they have no contact for seven years.
When they meet again, Weng Xing is a back-end software engineer, while he is the CEO of a rival company. At a dinner party, she smiles and reaches out to shake his hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you. I hope we'll get along."
Dressed in a suit, the man remains cool and detached throughout, not sparing her a single glance.
But at the end of the evening, he corners her in a private room. Looking down at her, his expression unreadable, he asks in a low voice, "How dare you?"
Her heart races. Weng Xing braces herself to be hurt, but the next second, he kisses the corner of her lips.
In a husky, bewitching voice, he asks, "Weng Xingxing, how do you want me to treat you?"
"Like this. Is this all right?"
A melodramatic, angsty youth romance. The male lead is a cold, cocky bad boy; the female lead is a sensitive, gentle, well-behaved girl.
They have mutual crushes, and each is the other's first love.
No intimate scenes before they turn eighteen.
My completed novel, Love Letter, is available on my author page.
Blurb: When Wen Shu was twenty, she donned a wedding dress, held a bouquet of roses, and married Sheng Jingyan with all her heart.
During their five years of marriage, Sheng Jingyan lived for pleasure and took nothing seriously. The stories of his romantic escapades were countless.
Everyone knew he didn't love Wen Shu and treated her like dirt.
But Wen Shu loved Sheng Jingyan. Ever since he rescued her from an earthquake when she was twelve, she had loved him in silence.
She got into the same high school as him, then the same university. She followed the path he'd taken, became his junior, and then his wife.
Eight years of secret love, five years of marriage.
Wen Shu spent the best years of her life loving him.
Even though, for years after their wedding, Sheng Jingyan ignored her and treated her like a stranger, even though she endured everyone else's ridicule, she never complained. Instead, she took care of everything at home for him.
She always hoped that the boy who had rescued her from the earthquake would say, "Don't be afraid, Shushu. I'm here."
"Come here. Let me hold you."
But it was all in vain.
On their fifth wedding anniversary, she accidentally knocked over Sheng Jingyan's economics books, and a photograph fell out.
In it, Sheng Jingyan had his arm around a young woman's waist, whispering to her tenderly and intimately.
His gaze was as deep and gentle as water, full of affection he'd never shown Wen Shu.
It turned out he had loved someone else all along.
When they divorced, Sheng Jingyan watched coldly and didn't say a single word to make her stay.
As she signed the papers, he merely said, "Once you walk out that door, we're strangers forever."
Wen Shu didn't look back. She took her luggage and left the place that had broken her heart, deleted every way to contact him, and moved abroad alone.
One day, two years later, a postal worker who had been on strike for a long time delivered the letters that had gone missing over those two years.
Wen Shu opened the package and found a box full of love letters: 108 in all, every one signed by Sheng Jingyan.
Her boyfriend, jealous, nibbled her ear and asked playfully, "Which old flame is this?"
Wen Shu tossed the letters aside. Her voice held not a trace of emotion. "Just a dead man."
And Sheng Jingyan, the "dead man," stood in the snow in a black coat, snow gathering on his shoulders as he watched her with another man, the two of them utterly at ease together. Only then did his heart feel as if it were being cut apart.
Later, the rumors going around their circle were that Second Master Sheng had tried every trick in the book to win back his ex-wife, doing anything he could just to get a glance from Wen Shu.
For that one glance, Sheng Jingyan even fell to his knees, murmuring tenderly, "Shushu, give me a chance. I won't make the same mistake again for the rest of my life."
The regretful ex-husband pursues his wife. Single-couple romance.
Theme: I love you, just as I always have.
Please push this book to receive it in advance. If you like it, please add it to your favorites~ "Reaching for the Stars for You" Copywriting: The night I flew to Europe with Qi Yushi, I encountered a heavy rain that had never happened in a century, and made an emergency landing. The flashlight in the cabin broke. Some people panicked, some cried, and some were trembling with pens and paper to write suicide notes. There was lightning and thunder, it was dark outside the window, and the plane was floating in the rain and thick fog. Shen Yan held the seat with one hand and looked at him with pale lips, "Will we die?" The man chuckled, "What are you afraid of? Let's go together." His cold, slender fingers twisted a strand of black hair at the back of her neck, pulled it gently, broke it and put it in his pocket. At that time, his voice could be called doting, "That's good, I can find you in the next life." His heartbeat and the sound of the emergency announcement became rapid together. In the sky where thick clouds rolled like the end of the world, Shen Yan's heart moved for him again. Later, after traveling around Europe, Shen Yan endured the physical pain and went to socialize with him. She watched him go away at the hotel. When she came back, she saw a beautiful girl beside him. She tiptoed and gently touched his face, whispering affectionately. The cold stone floor was covered with rainwater. Shen Yan fell and was injured, so he went back home first. When he came back, no one mentioned anything about the foreign affairs. They were as close as ever, as if there was no barrier. Later, Shen Yan bumped into him chatting with his friend, and heard him say in a casual tone, "She is an actress, how can I like her." Later, a piece of paper about his engagement to someone else made the headlines in Beijing. The newspaper was distributed all over the capital, and Shen Yan kept ten copies on his bedside table. When she left, she left all those things to him. On the day she moved out of the villa, the roses in the courtyard began to bloom. It happened to be her sixth year with him. Without saying goodbye, deleting and blocking him, she erased him from her world, as if this person had never existed. One day two years later, they met again on the set. He was smoking by the car door and watched her get into someone else's car. At the celebration party that night, someone gave Shen Yan ninety-nine French roses to express his love for her. He intercepted them and gave them an emerald and diamond ring. There was seriousness in his cold and peach blossom eyes, "Shen Yan, I want to get married." Without looking at the diamond ring, Shen Yan picked up a rose and said coldly: "Mr. Qi, I'm already awake." Beijing Circle Senior Official/Wife Chasing Crematorium/sc/he The cold-hearted and sinister CEO × the cold wild rose
Ahhhhhhh it's so beautiful. Author, hurry up and update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update update!!!!!!!!
Ah, I want to see the follow-up wedding
May Ariel and Xingxing be safe and go well
Woohoo, I want to see the follow-up of Lu Xingzhi and Yanyan and why the male and female protagonists didn't do it?!!
Hey, when will it be updated?
When will it be updated? Wait and wait?
When do you do this?
Why do I feel that Weng Xing's emotional intelligence is a bit low?
Why after reading the whole novel, I feel that the heroine is too kind. Every time she is self-righteous, she never talks to the hero when something happens. Don't the two of them have a mouth? I was anxious to death. Even after we reunited, I didn't explain things quickly. I helped this person and helped that person. I just didn't put the male protagonist first. I wasn't firm at all. I got angry.