Springtime Murmurs

[My new novel, A Moonshot Rhapsody, is now live. Please add it to your favorites!]

When Ni Nan first met Liang Youmo, he was impeccably dressed in a suit, as cold as snow on the Tianshan Mountains. Without even glancing at her, he walked away.

The night she met Liang Youmo again, he held a black umbrella and looked down at Ni Nan like a dark-night demon, as if she were a little animal walking right into his trap. "Come here."

At the time, Ni Nan took his hand and willingly stepped into the glass room Liang Youmo had built with his own hands,

accepting the obsession and madness hidden beneath his refined exterior.

To Ni Nan, Liang Youmo was just a tool in her plan, someone she could use and then discard.

But when she made a surprise appearance at his engagement banquet, she hesitated for a moment.

Liang Youmo sat at the head of the table, leaning back as he tapped the diamond ring on it with his knuckle. He looked at her with a faint, knowing smile. "Want it?"

Ni Nan pressed her lips together and sat in his lap in front of his "fiancee."

It was outrageous. Everyone was in an uproar.

Yet Liang Youmo smiled and slipped the ring onto her finger. It fit as perfectly as if it had been custom-made.

In that moment, Ni Nan knew that Liang Youmo had laid this entire trap for her long ago.

Reader's guide:

1. Obsessive, scheming male lead x cold-hearted female lead

2. [Sweet Romance, Both Leads Are Each Other's First, Happy Ending] [Melodrama] [False Seizure, True Redemption]

An exercise in creating atmosphere

My next novels will be of the same type: Bouquet Love Letter and A Moonshot Rhapsody. Please add them to your favorites. Blurbs below!

--- Bouquet Love Letter: Blurb below:

Wayward girl x snow-capped mountain

At twenty-five, thanks to his mother, Lu Zongyan unexpectedly became a father.

Faced with a mischievous little girl, he was at his wit's end, but patiently told her, "I like people who are quiet and well-behaved. If you want to make a fuss, leave."

The girl took his offhand words to heart and really did behave herself all the way until she was twenty.

At the Lu family matriarch's birthday banquet, Lu Zongyan rarely showed up with a female companion.

Everyone teased him. "Why didn't you bring your daughter?"

Lu Zongyan glanced at the girl, serene and fragile as white porcelain, and replied coolly, "You said she's my daughter. This is the kind of occasion where I should bring a girlfriend."

When she was young, Xi Yan was sent to live with Lu Zongyan's family.

To Xi Yan, Lu Zongyan was her benefactor, the snow-capped mountain she worshipped from the depths of her dreams, and a secret she could never speak of.

Hearing that he had always liked quiet people, she subdued her own nature, grew up to suit his tastes, and followed in his footsteps to study medicine.

But at his grandmother's birthday banquet, she saw him bring home a dazzling, outspoken girlfriend.

People can change what they like, but if they don't like you, they just don't like you.

She understood. She was done pretending.

Overnight, the quiet, gentle darling of traditional Chinese medicine became the red-lipped, flamboyant goddess of Kangnian Hospital.

At the hospital's social mixer, the usually demure girl wore fiery red lipstick and chatted merrily with her many admirers.

Lu Zongyan heard the rationality he had kept in check for years snap, strand by strand.

--- A Moonshot Rhapsody: Blurb:

Tough special operations team captain x sweet classical dancer

Blurb:

Yao Wuyue first met Chen Dengyi at a friend's boxing club.

Wearing a black T-shirt that outlined his sharply defined muscles, he lifted her with one arm so she could retrieve the long water sleeves hanging from the ceiling.

Yao Wuyue clearly remembered that when he put her down, he casually blew out a ring of smoke and said, "How is your waist so slim I could wrap one hand around it?"

He said it without a second thought.

But the words found their way into Yao Wuyue's dreams.

In those dreams, he would always hold her by the waist and whisper her nickname in her ear: "Yaoyao."

Later, in the dressing room backstage at one of Yao Wuyue's performances,

Chen Dengyi saw her dressed as a dancer in a flowing gauze costume, half of her porcelain-white waist exposed. He bit down on an unlit cigarette. "Showing off your waist like that, planning to be the death of someone?"

Afterward, the expensive dance costume was left crumpled in a heap.

Yao Wuyue wrapped her arms around Chen Dengyi's neck and said, half angry, half shy, "You have to make it up to me."

Make it up to you.

Not just the clothes. I'll give myself to you, too.

--- A contrast in builds and skin tones

--- Glamorous little vixen x once-untouchable, chaste man

--- Coming this summer

The blurb has been screenshotted.

Theme: Love should be met with love.