May She Be Safe

Sometimes Cen Yu feels that Shen Juanbai has always been the one in control of their relationship.

Shen Juanbai decided how often they would meet: sometimes once a week, sometimes once every two weeks.

Even when she asked to break up, Shen Juanbai stayed buried in his work without even looking up. “Suit yourself.”

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In just a few short years, Huaiyu Games rose to become the dominant video game company in the country.

Every game it released had a hidden area, each with its own unique scenery.

The one thing they all had in common was the same NPC.

Some attentive players noticed that the NPC’s face looked an awful lot like a certain actress.

At the launch event for a new game, the media interviewed Shen Juanbai, president of Huaiyu Games.

Shen Juanbai was cold and aloof. His attitude toward women who came on to him was always the same: “You’re sick. Stay away from me.”

The media didn’t take the players’ guess seriously. They jokingly brought up the game’s beauty hidden away in a golden house, expecting the big boss to deny any connection.

At that, Shen Juanbai paused, his voice slightly hoarse. “She is probably all the romance I have.”

The woman in question, Cen Yu, silently posted a message on Weibo, black text on a white background:

“Legal Notice Regarding Huaiyu Games’ Infringement of Ms. Cen Yu’s Right to Her Image.”

Belated devotion is worth less than grass. Stay away from me.

*Enchanting, captivating actress x lonely mogul who made games and lost his wife

Next novel: [Kisses at the Equator, the North Pole]

Deep in the rainforest, the endless rainy season brought filming to a standstill.

Full of restless energy, Song Yu walked to the riverbank and stared unabashedly at the handsome man in the water.

She raised an eyebrow and gave a flirtatious whistle, mimicking the local tribe’s mating call.

The man narrowed his eyes, grabbed her ankle with one large hand, and dragged her into the water.

In a place where civilization had been left behind, everything returned to its primitive state.

When the film wrapped, Song Yu put her wild fling with the local man behind her and returned to the civilized city.

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A year later, Song Yu joined an expedition team heading to the Arctic to scout locations.

The team leader, Pei Zhi, was an anthropology professor who studied foreign cultures by immersing himself in their communities.

He was cool and distant by nature, and had little patience for Song Yu, especially.

After reaching the glacier, Song Yu was so exhausted she sat down and couldn’t get back up.

“None of the trash produced on the way ashore can be left on the glacier,” Pei Zhi said expressionlessly.

Song Yu caught his sarcasm and laughed softly. “Then what kind of trash am I? Team Leader Pei, why don’t you sort me out?”

Pei Zhi’s eyes were pitch-black. He remembered how the woman had been asking for a spanking deep in the rainforest, just like now. His voice was icy. “The kind of trash that seduces and abandons people.”

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A blizzard caught the expedition team off guard, and Pei Zhi returned utterly exhausted.

Song Yu gently touched the wound on his brow. “Does it hurt?”

Her fingertips were warm and soft, sending an itchy, tingling sensation through him. Pei Zhi’s breathing hitched, and the color of his eyes deepened.

When polar night fell, it was impossible to tell day from night.

The air in the cramped cabin was damp and stifling.

Song Yu found out what it meant to hurt.

And Pei Zhi thought that if he had even a shred of backbone, he wouldn’t have fallen for the same person twice.

*Alluring, beautiful director x cool, refined anthropologist

Theme: Love the ideals you choose.