A Love Hidden in the City

1. Song Qingcheng was twelve when her family suffered a sudden upheaval, and Lu Ying brought her home to stay for the summer.

Lu Ying was stunning and unruly. Compared with ordinary people, he was worlds apart.

"Big brother, don't smoke."

"Just one puff."

"Don't drink."

"I'm not drinking."

"Big brother, you can't date in college, okay?"

Lu Ying lazily coaxed the child. "Song Qingcheng, dating in college is called dating late."

Song Qingcheng was full of worry. There were always bad people trying to lead Lu Ying astray, tempting him to smoke, drink, and watch porn, or trying to steal him away and date him. It was enough to drive her crazy.

2. Song Qingcheng was sixteen, and growing lovelier by the day.

His friend: "Your little sister is so cute. Give her to me."

Lu Ying was as laid-back as ever. "She's too young. You couldn't raise her."

Song Qingcheng cupped her little face in both hands. "Big brother, give me to him. As long as he feeds me, I'm good."

Lu Ying picked her up and walked away. "She's got nothing but a pretty face. Don't go giving it away."

Song Qingcheng had only said it in a fit of pique. Living right next door hadn't brought her the love she wanted, so she chose to stay away from him.

3. Song Qingcheng was twenty when she got into a car accident. A blood clot pressed on her optic nerve, leaving her temporarily blind.

"Hello, I'm your caregiver, Uncle Lu."

Song Qingcheng clenched her little fists. "But... I asked for a female caregiver."

The man's voice was cool as an icy spring. "Mm, I'm a woman. Lu Shu. Shu as in 'book.'"

"..."

You're not!

To vent the resentment she'd carried since she'd loved him but never been able to have him, Song Qingcheng bossed around this city's most dazzling, top-tier, diamond-and-gold bachelor, who was now her caregiver.

He smoked and drank, and even took advantage of her blindness to trap her in his arms. "You're not looking after Big Brother anymore?"

Song Qingcheng's eyes brimmed with tears. "I can't. You're old now."

He gently wiped beneath her eyes with his thumb, then bent down and kissed her once, then again. "See? With no one to keep me in line, Big Brother has turned bad."

His friends: "Brother Ying, you beast!"

Lu Ying was as shameless as ever. "Can't help it. I spoiled her. No one else could handle her."

Sly, arrogant Lu Ying VS cunning, timid Song Qingcheng

*Age gap, one-on-one romance, happy ending

----- Tipsy ----- Ongoing

Yan Wei quietly married Qin Huaihe, a wealthy man in the city.

As a "first wife" no one outside their home had ever heard of, she kept a low profile, tending Qin Huaihe's home and cooking for him. In return, he casually remarked, "That's just how she is. Yan Wei doesn't matter much, after all."

Yan Wei left him a single sentence and never looked back.

"He has everything, except a heart, a liver, and lungs."

From then on, Qin Huaihe, who had always walked among the clouds, would never again meet a woman like her, with a blade hidden in her heart as she carved a path through every obstacle.

On a rainy night, Qin Huaihe wrapped an arm around her waist, his gaze deep and shadowed. "Kiss me, and I'll tear out my heart, liver, and lungs for you to see."

Yan Wei's red lips curved faintly. "Qin Huaihe, forget it."

Friend: "Brother He, do you still have your heart, liver, and lungs?"

Qin Huaihe: "Get lost!"

[I had everything, but she no longer wanted any of it.]

Three years later, Qin Huaihe watched the radiant woman onstage over the rim of his wineglass, his eyes lowered and his pride plain to see. "That's my child's mother."

Yan Wei's bright eyes smiled as she answered a reporter's question. "Yes, I'm single."

After the event, he blocked her way, his eyes reddening. "Director Yan keeps flying higher and higher."

Yan Wei smiled. "People who don't matter can fly high, naturally. I should thank you, Director Qin, for saving me back then."

The thin ice in Qin Huaihe's eyes shattered completely. He leaned in toward the beauty mark at the corner of her eye and bit her. "Heartless woman. I saved you, but you never once thought of turning back to save me."

For the ninth time, Qin Huaihe posted the same line on Weibo:

[My wife, Yan Wei, is my heart, liver, and lungs.]

#A thousand layers of devotion sever my deluded hopes, while your heartlessness frees me from a thousand sorrows#

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