Cherished in the Palm of My Hand

[Blurb]

Third-tier star Jiang Xi is active on the fringes of the entertainment industry, yet before the New Year, she shows up at all kinds of parties wearing exquisite gowns and expensive jewels, making everyone envious.

Everyone is trying to guess which sugar daddy is keeping her.

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At one party, Jiang Xi stood up for a friend and accidentally offended someone powerful.

After the party, torrential rain poured outside the hotel, but no one dared offer her a ride. Even the car she'd called was driven away at someone's behest.

Just as everyone folded their arms and waited to laugh at Jiang Xi, a limited-edition Rolls-Royce Phantom broke through the rain and pulled up in front of the hotel.

The Ning Corporation's trillionaire CEO stepped out of the driver's seat with an umbrella and walked across the hotel's red carpet.

The actresses all gazed at the man in a suit, their eyes bright with excitement, and prepared to approach him.

But he stopped in front of Jiang Xi.

Ning Baiming, who usually kept his distance from women and was cool and self-possessed, had already taken off his coat and carefully draped it over Jiang Xi's shoulders. He coaxed her gently:

"I made you brown sugar water at home, so I was a little late."

"Be good. Let's go home."

The whole room: "..."

We were all blind.

[Actress X CEO]

[I'll come for you, no matter the cost]

Coming next: "Gentle Wine"

[Blurb]

[He is the white mist circling distant mountains, and the intoxicating wine that makes you lose yourself]

Everyone in the tech industry in the Imperial Capital knows that Wen Zui, the owner of Morningstar, has a young girl by his side.

The girl is beautiful and quiet, and, more importantly, brilliant. She graduated from the top technology program at the country's leading university.

Whenever she goes to a banquet with Wen Zui, someone always throws caution to the wind and tries to ingratiate themselves with her.

Every time, Wen Zui shuts them down without mercy.

A friend teased him, "You're so protective. Don't tell me you're planning to date someone from your own circle?"

Wen Zui shot him a cold look. "She's the child of an old family friend. Watch what you say."

That was how things stood until the young girl turned eighteen.

Tu Nan had loved someone since childhood, but had never told anyone.

On the day of her coming-of-age ceremony, she summoned the courage to confess her feelings, only to watch Wen Zui walk away from her.

For another woman.

With her feelings buried, Tu Nan went abroad with her mentor.

When she returned, she had become the lead designer at her mentor's company.

That night, the company held a banquet to welcome its newest hire. The room was brightly lit.

But the star of the evening was nowhere to be seen.

On the rooftop, Wen Zui pinned Tu Nan against a pillar and asked quietly, "Say it again. What am I to you?"

"An elder from a family we know." Tu Nan tilted her head back, her bright eyes smiling. "You were before, and you still are."

No one knew.

For the thousands of days and nights after Tu Nan left, Wen Zui wrote out a line of calligraphy every day and covered the walls of his room with it.

"Bearing the blue sky, with nothing to impede him, only then could he set out for the southern seas."

Tu Nan was the girl who rode the wind, and she was his girl, too.

[Young woman X man]

[You deserve Zhuangzi's carefree freedom, not the world's sorrows., Wen Zui]

Theme: Fight on alone, just to see the clouds part and the sun shine through.