[The entire text has been thoroughly revised. Please make sure to read the official version on Jinjiang Literature City.]
Blurb:
"I picked up your package, sorted the rose tea and put it in the drawer, made breakfast with shepherd's purse and three-delicacy dumplings, and braided the baby's hair. I took her to school this morning…"
Chen Yan was getting impatient listening to her. She asked what he meant.
The person across from her had come in and kept rambling with his head lowered. At last, he raised it. His eyes were terribly red, and he choked up as soon as he looked at her.
"I mean... why don't you want me anymore?"
He held Chen Yan's hand and pressed it against the bridge of his nose. His unruly fringe covered his handsome brows and eyes, and his tears were scalding.
"Sis, don't be like this…"
Reader's Guide:
An older woman-younger man romance. Basically a story about healing. The author is terrible at writing blurbs, so bear with me~(^O^)
Gorgeous, emotionally guarded older sister x seemingly innocent, secretly scheming younger brother.
For content warnings about the characters, see the author's note in Chapter One.
Thanks to @Jinli Hui for the cover characters.
Theme: Sincerity deserves sincerity; only true feelings can win true feelings.
This novel is quite good; the only downside is the lack of Zhou Jingyan and Chen... As for her marriage, well, I can only imagine it.
There was a temporary power outage, and the manuscript wasn't finished yet. I'll probably post the ending twice tomorrow afternoon.
Oh my god, it was really hard!
This is absolutely amazing! Isn't this even better than some of those mediocre matches that went wrong?
Could you write a book about a male mistress?
It's so good! I really hope the author will release a side story.
I finished watching it all in one day, it was so good! So amazing!
It's been such a difficult journey for Chen Yan; he's suffered so much. Thankfully, he has Jing Yan.
It's finished! Hooray! I only had time to finish reading this story during school. Yay!
Chen Yan, dressed in a black cheongsam with rose patterns, exuded a mature and alluring charm with every gesture. With her pipe slightly tilted, she lightly lifted Zou Qian's chin, watching her evasive and complicated gaze—this self-proclaimed noble and virtuous scholar had a rather dirty heart.