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I.
The Ye family of Fengcheng had twin daughters. The girls looked exactly alike, and both were extraordinarily beautiful. Unfortunately, the elder daughter, Ye Li, was promised to the mad young master of the Fu Group. Everyone thought Ye Li's life was as good as ruined.
The first time Ye Ying visited the Fu family, Fu Chen watched her from the floor-to-ceiling window upstairs.
A friend teased, "How long do you think she'll last?"
Fu Chen gave a derisive laugh, his eyes turning cold.
"Less than a day."
Yet she stayed for years, and Ye Ying pursued him for years. He never gave her a response.
Until one rainy day, the young woman, heartbroken, dragged her suitcase away.
Fu Chen, usually so aloof and untouchable, rushed into the rain without even grabbing an umbrella. Panicked, he pulled her into his arms. He lowered his head and kissed her eyes again and again, coaxing her gently.
"Be good. Don't run away."
Ye Ying coldly pushed him away. After a moment's silence, she raised her eyes to look at the Fu heir, drenched and utterly disheveled, and said softly:
"I don't love you anymore."
After she left, Fu Chen couldn't stop thinking about her. He missed her so much he nearly went mad, and deliberately stood in the rain until he had a fever for three whole days and nights. She never came to see him once.
Later, Fu Chen heard that Ye Ying had disappeared.
II.
Everyone envied Ye Li for her good judgment. She was about to marry into a wealthy family. Her fiancé was the youngest person at the top of the Forbes list of young billionaires, the dream man every socialite in Fengcheng wanted to marry. Her younger sister Ye Ying, on the other hand, was struggling alone in the entertainment industry and had been blacklisted.
At a banquet one day, Ye Ying took the stage to sing, winning the admiration of countless rich young men.
When the song ended, a crowd of them gathered around Ye Ying and invited her to dance.
In full view of everyone, a man in a tailored suit, distinguished and elegant, walked over and stopped in front of the girl.
"She's mine."
Something flickered in Ye Ying's eyes. She lowered her lashes and said softly, "You've got the wrong person. I'm not Ye Li..."
Before she could finish, he wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her into his embrace. The man lowered his head and pressed a passionate, lingering kiss to her brow.
He murmured, "I know."
No one could take your place, because you are irreplaceable to me.
No matter what disguise you wear, I'll know, because you are you.
My little nightingale.
You must sing for me all night / The thorn must pierce your heart / Your life's blood must flow into my heart / And become mine.
Oscar Wilde
1. The cover is a character illustration of Fu Chen.
2. The husband chases his wife to win her back / Reuniting after a breakup
3. Beautiful singer, the little nightingale vs. scheming young master and powerful boss
4. They save each other; both are each other's first and only. The male lead absolutely hates Ye Li.
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Blurb:
I.
One drunken night of reckless passion. Tang Tian never imagined she'd reunite with Song Junyan, the man she'd secretly loved as a child, like this.
Song Junyan tossed a check in her face and looked down at her, his cold eyes utterly devoid of warmth.
"Is this enough?"
Tang Tian took the check, and thus began her three-year life as Song Junyan's pretend wife.
Then, one day three years later, Tang Tian suddenly disappeared.
II.
Tang Tian had just gained a little fame from a supporting role in a movie when she suddenly announced a temporary hiatus at the height of her career. Gossip sites claimed she'd married into a wealthy family and secretly had a child. But no matter how hard they dug, they couldn't figure out which family.
Three years later, Tang Tian appeared on a dating reality show as a single woman.
Song Junyan, president of the Song Group, had originally refused to appear on variety shows. But when he learned Tang Tian had joined the show, he suddenly contacted the production team and asked to take part, on the condition that he be paired with Tang Tian.
During the promotional photo shoot, the director kept telling them to stand closer. Song Junyan gripped Tang Tian's slender waist, his warm breath brushing her ear. His voice was as hoarse as could be.
"It's been three years, Tang Tian. Enough. How long are you going to keep disappearing?"
The man's eyes suddenly reddened.
At the director's request, Tang Tian lifted a hand and gently caressed his face. Her voice was soft, icy, and utterly devoid of warmth.
"I've been playing you this whole time. Is that enough?"
III.
The more famous you are, the more scandals follow. Actress Tang Tian was exposed as having a daughter.
Her private itinerary leaked one day, and the media surrounded her. With no other choice, she hurriedly got into Song Junyan's car with the child in her arms.
In the car, Song Junyan looked at the doll-like little girl in Tang Tian's arms, so beautiful she hardly seemed real. Her big eyes looked exactly like his.
Song Junyan's lips trembled as he asked, "Little one, where's your dad?"
The little girl's clear, deer-like eyes widened slightly. She looked at Song Junyan obediently and answered in a childish voice.
"You're my daddy!"
[You are the focus admired by countless fans, but now, you are the girl who belongs to me alone.]
A little scene:
Backstage at an awards ceremony, Song Junyan stopped the much-decorated Tang Tian.
"I want to be famous."
"How?"
"For example, by marrying an award-winning actress."
[She runs away with the baby / The husband chases his wife to win her back / Reuniting after a breakup]
Theme: Love
Thank you for bringing us a sweet story
Watching it for the second time, it still looks good, I love it!
As soon as I got on the bus, I got off before I even covered my butt to warm it up.
Hahahaha I guess she is a girl under twenty years old
Aren't there little buns...
Sprinkle flowers! Looking forward to the new book!
Little Nightingale is down to earth. ??
Is it over? Haven't seen enough yet! Are there any mini buns?
I have to throw a thunderbolt for that president, so come on, the author.
You are the author I have seen the most daily updates