Please add my next book, Stray Dogs, to your reading list! Its blurb is below.
Blurb for this book:
One rainy night, Zong Yangyang stumbled upon a young man's secret. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth as dark desire seeped from his eyes. He looked just like a vampire from a comic.
Zong Yangyang didn't run. She watched, transfixed.
The young man walked over beneath his umbrella and lifted her chin.
“Kid, if you don't run, I'll bite you.”
After that night, Yangyang fell ill.
She took a year off school and fell behind in her studies.
The boy she couldn't stop thinking about became her private tutor, Zhou Lin.
He recited poetry on rainy nights, and she too became entranced by the rain.
**
Yangyang got her wish and became Zhou Lin's fiancée.
The sister of Zhou Lin's former fiancée cried as she scolded her: “I saw you push Zhou Lin down the stairs with my own eyes! He became crippled and can never walk again. You made him a cripple!”
Zhou Lin's secretary laughed at her. “You should tie him up with a rope. He'll cheat on you one day. He's a man, after all.”
And Yangyang's doctor suggested to her father, “How about increasing the dosage? She won't get better anytime soon.”
Yangyang wept as she pressed her lips to the wound on his arm. “I'm not sick. I just love you!”
Zhou Lin wiped away her tears, then took her wrist. His gentle kisses traveled upward. “Yangyang, I know. When it comes to you, I'm willing...” and fell into her trap.
**
She cried. She wasn't pretending.
His legs were crippled. He was pretending.
A mutual love story between a genius man and his delicate little princess.
1. The female lead hasn't hurt anyone. She has mild delusions.
2. They're working hard to build a healthy, equal relationship.
3. The story is entirely fictional and does not involve any illegal or prohibited acts.
4. They're sick, so this is part of the Sick series.
Next book, Stray Dogs
Blurb:
Yu Xingnan stumbled upon a muscular man working in the villa she had just bought. He wore a black tank top and loose, low-rise jeans, his V-line disappearing beneath the waistband.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his arm, then looked down at her.
“Miss Yu, the weather turned suddenly and the power's out, so I can't keep working. Can I finish tomorrow?”
Yu Xingnan's mouth inexplicably went dry. Her eyes fixed on the sweat trailing down to his jaw. “What's your name?”
His gaze was exceptionally clear, as if no one had ever touched a blank sheet of paper. “Zhai Xingzhou.”
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On Zhai Xingzhou's 24th birthday, a woman with scars covering half her face tearfully mistook him for someone else.
“You look exactly like my son, Song Jiamu. His death wasn't an accident. Yu Xingnan is a madwoman. One day, she'll hurt you too!”
Later, Yu Xingnan's stepmother accused her of murder. Zhai Xingzhou gripped the back of her neck and pulled her into his arms. “Just say you love me and swear you'll stop treating me like Song Jiamu. I'll do anything for you, even if it costs me my life!”
But Yu Xingnan was tired just looking at him. “If you didn't have that face, why would I ever have chosen you? You'll always be his stand-in.”
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The case over the Yu family's inheritance, between the eldest daughter and her stepmother, dragged on for weeks.
Yu Xingnan refused to see Zhai Xingzhou. On the day of the trial, she asked her lawyer to give him a belated birthday present.
A DNA report confirming that his DNA matched Song Jiamu's 100%.
A contract transferring 20% of Yu Xingnan's shares to Song Jiamu.
And a farewell letter from Yu Xingnan.
“You are my mercy, my goodness. May our paths never cross again.”
Before Zhai Xingzhou received the gift, he learned that Yu Xingnan had been in an accident on her way to court. Her car was wrecked, and she was killed. He went completely mad.
No one could emerge from this game unscathed.
They were all stray dogs, all without a home.
A madwoman heiress who fakes her death, and a male lead who is gentle at first but later becomes obsessive.
Please add this to your reading list, loves!
Theme: Willingly loving yourself and the world
Spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers.
Spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers
Hahahahahahahaha burp thick thick roll thick thick
Suddenly I felt that Yangyang was so pitiful, so curious about Yangyang's mother.
Check in first hahahahahaha
Sure enough, possessiveness is still as strong even after amnesia.
Why do you feel like this is fake?
Two lunatics. . . Shock
Could it be that he has lost his memory?
"Still" is a big thorn in the side of the author~ Throw