My new novel, Please Be Nice to Me, is now available. Please add it to your reading list!
[Jiang Mom says: This story is pure sweetness. Readers with diabetes, beware!]
Blurb: Jiang Wei is just a little layabout who's rooted herself in the hospital and has no ambition. Unfortunately, someone thinks she's having it too easy and keeps trying to intrude on her peaceful life.
Stepmother: "Jiang Wei, the young master of the Yang family seems to like you. Why don't you come home sometime soon and meet him?"
Best friend: "That guy from the Yang family is worse than a bottomless pit. You'd be better off jumping into the sea than falling into his trap. Even seawater is three times cleaner than him!"
Childhood friend and ex-boyfriend: "Xiaowei, if you leave here, we can go back to how things used to be."
Best friend: "An ex who got involved with your stepsister is like money dropped in a pile of shit. Picking it up or not, it's still disgusting as hell!"
Jiang Wei: "I married Sheng Nanting."
Best friend: "What? You're married? Don't panic. Sheng Nanting, my cousin? Are you sure it's my cousin Sheng Nanting? Jiangjiang, even if it's an arranged marriage, do you have to sacrifice so much? My cousin is like a lotus flower: you can admire him from afar, but you can't touch him. And the main thing is, he's hollow inside..."
Blurb two: Jiang Wei quietly married the man every rich family's daughter dreams of, yet she showed no revelation that she was blessed by heaven or had saved the entire galaxy in a past life. She described her marriage in a casual, understated way: "We met the wrong person at the wrong time, got married along the way, and are making do just fine!"
After hearing her, Sheng Nanting only raised an eyebrow and said nothing.
On many mornings afterward, Jiang Wei would wake up feeling perfectly at peace, only to hear a certain beast in human clothing ask her, "Does it not suit you?"
Jiang Wei: "???"
He would affectionately pinch her cheek. "Then I'll keep working on it tonight. I can't leave you unsatisfied forever, making do with me."
After our whirlwind marriage, my husband makes me so mad I shut down every day, then he takes three seconds to make it up to me! +++++++ [A demanding, sharp-tongued, proud little artist × a cold-on-the-outside, devoted-on-the-inside domineering CEO]
*, *, *, *, *, *, *, *
Blurb for Please Be Nice to Me:
As the young madam of the Tang family, Jiang Nianwan carries a million-yuan handbag, wears designer couture, paints third-rate masterpieces, and lives a carefree, indulgent life, until...
Her husband returns after completing a two-year assignment abroad.
Jiang Nianwan: "Want to buy a painting, darling?"
Tang Jue refuses expressionlessly: "Are your paintings worth collecting?"
One day, a major collector praises a painting with absolutely no collectible value, and it becomes a hit!
Tang Jue: "..."
Jiang Nianwan smiles. "There's a long line of people waiting to buy my paintings. Take a number and get in line!"
Jiang Nianwan livestreams a tour of her luxurious studio.
An observant viewer notices a pile of paintings that had previously been sold at auction.
Jiang Nianwan explains nonchalantly: "Half my paintings are stacked up, and my husband bought the other half back at auction."
Viewers: Damn, lemon with a side of dog food. Delicious!
A demanding, sharp-tongued third-rate artist vs. a cold, sharp-tongued, scheming CEO
Theme: Marriage is meeting the wrong person at the wrong time, getting married, and making do just fine
? Gone? That's it? Is this gone??
I like this kind of writing without all kinds of misunderstandings and routines
The male protagonist likes the female protagonist inexplicably, and I feel like it's missing a lot of things. All in all, it's quite interesting, but it ended before I knew it.
Huahua, congratulations on the end. The wait has been too long and the second child has not yet been born.
Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers
Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers
Huahua, updates are too slow.
Spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers.
Huahua, I guess she's pregnant.
Spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers.