1,
When Shen Yanxi was eighteen, she met a boy in Wuxi Town.
He was crouched in an alley, sharing a plain white bun with a stray white cat. An old scar marked the corner of his eye, and his lip was bruised. He looked at her with cold, sharp eyes.
Later, fighting back her fear, Shen Yanxi clutched the milk in her hands and timidly approached him. The boy gave a derisive laugh, his features gilded by the setting sun. She had imagined all sorts of things he might say to her first, but in the end, he said only one simple sentence.
"Your skirt's got dirty water on it."
His name was Chen Ji.
Chen Ji mended her torn skirts and cooked delicious meals for her. In summer, he took her to the stream to catch fish. In winter, he took her into the snowy fields to catch birds.
Most importantly, he would lean close to her ear and tell her, over and over, "I like you."
Shen Yanxi thought the bravest thing she had ever done was take Chen Ji's hand amid the summer cicadas' cries.
2,
When Chen Ji was eighteen, he had a mountain of debt and a little house with a leaky roof.
At twenty-eight, he had a detached villa with a courtyard full of jasmine, and a beloved named Shen Yanxi.
Here's a preview of my upcoming story. If you're interested, come take a look~~ Borrowed Influence
Wen Lingyun is the hottest actress around. Few people would guess that she used to be nothing more than a hostess who entertained clients.
Netizens say Wen Lingyun got where she is by sleeping with her backers.
Wen Lingyun neither confirms nor denies it. She does have backers, but she didn't get them by sleeping with them. She got them mainly through acting, playing a role.
Zhou Huaijing is the youngest head of the Zhou Group. His family background, status, and looks are all top-tier in their circles.
This favored son of heaven is said to have an unattainable white moonlight of his own.
At a party, someone remarked that Wen Lingyun was lucky: her eyes looked seventy percent like the white moonlight's, which was why she'd caught Zhou Huaijing's attention and earned his affection and protection.
Wen Lingyun wasn't offended. She draped herself bonelessly over Zhou Huaijing and breathed into his ear, her voice weak and breathy. "President Zhou, do I really look that much like her?"
Zhou Huaijing's ink-black eyes glanced at her coldly. His pale hand gripped her wrist and pushed her away, as if he found her touch revolting.
Under Zhou Huaijing's protection, Wen Lingyun spent two years climbing from the bottom to the top, with everything going smoothly.
In the third year, Zhou Huaijing's white moonlight returned.
Wen Lingyun knew it was time to leave. She couldn't keep up the act.
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Zhou Huaijing had met countless people. No hidden agenda or scheme escaped his notice, and Wen Lingyun's ambition was no exception.
She wanted money, fame, and status. Zhou Huaijing had all of those, and didn't mind letting her use his influence to reach the top.
But this woman was not only ambitious, she was also ungrateful. After she made it, she ran away behind his back.
In a rage, Zhou Huaijing personally dragged her back, pinned her in his arms, and bit the corner of her lip until it broke as punishment.
His cool eyes brimmed with fierce desire as he demanded, "Are you going to run again?"
Theme: Move forward bravely
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