Raising My Sickly Beauty Wife Myself

[The main story is wrapping up] Beautiful, delicate, sickly beauty x possessive, utterly obsessed mad dog Childhood caretaking / childhood sweethearts / the top spoils the bottom to the moon and back / mutual pining / romantic tension As children, Zhou Ye tried to persuade Chang Xia, the sickly kid who was always taking medicine, to come outside and play marbles. Standing with his hands on his hips beneath the old house, he coaxed him under the blazing sun. "Chang Xia, don't be scared. Jump down, and I'll definitely catch you." Chang Xia's legs trembled. He shut his eyes and jumped, and they both fell to the ground. Chang Xia scraped his arm. That night, both families gave Zhou Ye a thorough scolding. Chang Xia hid behind Zhou Ye, too afraid even to stick his head out. When they grew up, Zhou Ye persuaded Chang Xia to sneak out on a date. He stood beneath the old house once more, the young man under the blazing sun, his shadow stretching long behind him. "Chang Xia, jump down. I'll catch you for sure." This time, Chang Xia jumped without hesitation and landed safely in the young man's arms. Holding his sweetheart, Zhou Ye said smugly, "See? I caught you." ***More upcoming stories are listed on my author page. If you're interested, please add them to your favorites! The Fake Young Master Is Cherished by His Wealthy Daddy: A silly little beauty is reborn and clings to Daddy for support! Lin Sui'an was spoiled rotten by his family from childhood, indulged without limit until he was practically useless. Then everything changed overnight. He was discovered not to be a Lin by blood, while the real young master of the Lin family was working his way through school in an old neighborhood and striving to better himself. The Lin family soon brought the real young master, Lin Zhi, home. The fake young master, Lin Sui'an, fell from his position as the apple of everyone's eye. Not only did everyone shun him, but they also arranged for him to marry a thirty-year-old man. Lin Sui'an went wild, crying and making a scene. He was locked in his room and left so hungry that his hands and feet went weak, then finally sent off in the wedding car. Before he got in, he heard Lin Zhi whisper mockingly in his ear, "All my efforts paid off. I finally managed to send you to that old man." After the wedding, Lin Sui'an treated his marriage partner with the utmost harshness. He never gave him a kind word, and made things difficult for him at every turn. The mature, refined man patiently put up with his tantrums and little moods. Even when he could take no more, he would only say in a low voice, "An'an, stop making trouble." But later, Lin Sui'an fell in love at first sight with a painter. He secretly dated him behind Lu Yinghuai's back and transferred Lu family shares and assets, planning to elope with the painter. On his way out of the Lu residence, driving toward the seaside, he got into a car accident. As he lay unconscious, a car pulled up beside him. Lin Zhi and the painter got out. Lin Zhi looked at him with the same expression he'd worn on their wedding day and said, "Lin Sui'an, you're finally going to die. The Lu and Lin families will both belong to me now." At the very last moment of his life, Lin Sui'an finally saw the truth. But it was too late. He fell into a pool of blood and died with his eyes open. When Lin Sui'an opened his eyes again, he realized he had been reborn, back to before Lin Zhi was brought home. Lin Sui'an!!! This time, he'll take back everything that belongs to him! Wait, there seems to be something more important to do before getting revenge. Oh, right, Lu Yinghuai, your darling wife has come to find you early! Reborn, Lin Sui'an is still hopelessly lovesick! Even after being reborn, he's still a delicate, spoiled beauty, willful and occasionally a little dimwitted. But this time, he's got a powerful backer to stand up for him. Hmph! ***Upcoming story 2: Finding My Husband in the Apocalypse. A socially anxious homebody who's timid in real life but bold online, a little lemon with a dirty mind x a usually cold and ruthless big shot who chops zombies like pork, but when his illness flares up becomes bloodthirsty, lustful, and desperate to cuddle his wife Ning Meng is an extreme homebody, a socially anxious little artist who only leaves home thirty-five days a year. Before the apocalypse, he made a comfortable living drawing naughty fan art and had a boyfriend he met online who was 189 cm tall with an eight-pack. His boyfriend treated him wonderfully, gentle and considerate, and called him every night to talk him to sleep. Ning Meng was blissfully happy. The apocalypse broke out the day before they were supposed to meet in person. The zombie virus swept across the globe, and human civilization collapsed completely. Ning Meng also lost contact with his boyfriend. After struggling at home for half a month, he packed a small bag and set off to find him. Xie Shiwei was an S-rank ability user. When the apocalypse hit, the base had sent him on a secret mission. On his way back to the city, badly injured, he learned that zombies had erupted and the city had fallen. He couldn't reach his little boyfriend either. He immediately flew into an uncontrollable rage, his power leaking out and indiscriminately attacking everything around him. On the fifth day of his journey to find his boyfriend, Ning Meng got lost in a forest. Zombies surrounded him on every side. As he secretly hid in a hollow tree at night, wiping away his tears, a man fell from the sky, drenched in blood like a demon from hell, and hacked the surrounding zombies to pieces as if he were chopping pork. Ning Meng covered his mouth, tears of fear rolling down his cheeks. At that moment of danger, he accidentally let out a little sob. The man noticed the faint sound. Ning Meng watched helplessly as the tall man approached the hollow tree, carrying a long blade. He was so terrified he nearly fainted. Curled up inside the tree, he whimpered, "Sob, sob. Husband, where are you?" Ning Meng fainted before he could see the ghostlike man regain a flicker of clarity in his blood-red mismatched eyes at the sound of his voice. Theme: May the young always be full of spirit