A Letter from Jing to Hong Kong

My new book, The Nightingale's Sleepless Harbor, is complete. Come give it a try, ovo. [Complete, extensively revised and expanded multiple times. Only the official version is supported.] * Seven-year age gap / married first, fall in love later / an old flame rekindled Shi Hua was sent to live with the He family in northern Jing as a child. Dependent on others, she was bullied and teased by everyone, except for the young master of the He family, He Heng, who always stood up for her. From then on, He Heng had a clingy little shadow trailing after him. Shi Hua had always believed He Heng loved her, until the night before their engagement. He Heng held his terminally ill first love in his arms and looked at Shi Hua impatiently. "Grandpa, Hua Hua really is just my little sister. I will only marry Qing Wan in this life!" Faced with this farcical scene, Shi Hua couldn't help laughing. But her gaze soon drifted past He Heng to the man on the sofa not far away, leisurely smoking a cigar. Through the gray-white smoke, she gradually made out his handsome, refined profile. He Yanting, the young man ranked ninth among the He family heirs, was proud and distinguished, with a ruthless hand. He was the true head of the He family. Rumor had it that he was aloof and abstinent, and that his private life was always a mystery. The young woman suddenly found her courage. Like a nimble little fox, she went up to him, pouting and giving him a pitiful look. "Uncle Jiu... Ah Heng bullied me again." The room fell instantly silent. Under everyone's watchful eyes, the man in the seat of honor stubbed out his cigar and looked at her with an inscrutable gaze. After a long moment, he patted his thigh. "Come here. Sit with Uncle Jiu." 2. Everyone else thought Shi Hua was wasting her time trying to get close to He Yanting. That was, until word spread through high society that He Yanting had spent hundreds of millions commissioning the finest jewelry and a one-of-a-kind wedding dress, and had even bought an extravagant castle estate. When asked about it, the man merely said, "I'm preparing our marital home." Even more astonishing, the bride at this wedding of the century was none other than Shi Hua. No one knew that Mr. He had known the young woman since they were children. He had wanted to touch her but never dared, and thought of her day and night. She was the precious girl he'd kept hidden in his heart for years. #MarryingMyEx'sCEOUncleJiu #AfterMyEngagementWasBrokenIEverythingIWant #ShockingTheAloofAbstinentCEOHasRekindledHisOldFlame [Powerful Jinggang businessman x beautiful broadcaster] Bonus scene: After they married, Shi Hua found a thick stack of old envelopes in her husband's study drawer. He had carefully kept them, all made of oily chestnut-brown parchment. There were thirty-six in all. They were the letters she'd sent in reply to her pen pal, Mr. Rodolphus. Her fingers trembled, and her breathing grew unsteady. For three years, from Lian Harbor to northern Jing, he had been there as her pen pal, accompanying her through more than a thousand of the loneliest, most insignificant days of her life. "She never knew that in those damp, stifling days, in a cramped apartment building in Lian Harbor, she had been the moon that briefly lit his way." Blurb written on 19.10.29, revised on 2023.4.10 [Weibo: @Wan Li Ta] --Coming soon: Harbor Night Butterfly. Please add it to your favorites-- "At dusk over Victoria Harbour, my butterfly flew away." Heir to a top Hong Kong family x actress determined to rise to the top Hong Kong circle story / faux golden-boy persona / eight-year age gap --Next up: The Jasmine Marriage. Add it to your favorites!-- The year Cen Moli turned twenty-two, she did something that left everyone speechless. She impulsively married a rich young man she'd met only twice. He was the third son of the prominent Zhou family in Beijing. She was a well-behaved, conventional girl from a fallen family. One was born to privilege, the other was lower than the dirt beneath one's feet. They were worlds apart, and looked like they could never belong together. * At first, everyone in their circle was sure Zhou Yanlin had married on impulse just to appease his family. He'd keep drinking and going to parties as usual. Months after registering their marriage, people said he hadn't even set foot in their marital home. As for his beautiful new bride, she was nothing but a decoration. Well, everyone knew Third Young Master Zhou was impossible to get close to. Countless socialites and heiresses had tried to win his favor, but he'd never shown any of them the slightest interest. How could a lofty man like him ever be won over by a poor little jasmine flower? * A year into the marriage, his childhood friends began to notice something strange. "Weird. Why has Third Brother been so hard to find lately?" "Exactly. For the past two or three months, he's disappeared every night." A friend in the know scoffed. "He goes straight home after work to be with his wife. He says she gets scared in the dark and can't sleep alone." Everyone: ??? Who would believe that! * Not long after, a group of skeptical friends gathered for a late-night raid on his mansion on the hillside. They rang the doorbell for a long while. At last, Third Young Master Zhou opened the door, wearing a thin, plush robe. He looked at them lazily and said, "Get lost. Don't keep me from singing my wife to sleep." One friend, left standing outside, couldn't take it anymore. "Come on, you're a grown man. You still need someone to sing you to sleep?" From inside came Third Young Master's boastful reply: "She's my wife. If I don't sing her to sleep, are you going to?" When Moli was at the end of her rope, she forced her way onto the train of a whirlwind marriage. Little did she know she'd meet the best driver. From then on, the road ahead was clear, and the rest of her life was peaceful. Fake playboy, real devoted husband x gentle little jasmine Married first, fall in love later. An incredibly sweet romance! Theme: Healing and love