Spring Tide of Mist over Beijing and Hong Kong

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Scheming sweet girl × Hong Kong circle's crown prince / 10-year age gap / old flame rekindled / status gap (with a twist) / clear-eyed surrender / both virgins / powerful man goes mad for love / fatherly, hopeless romantic

1. Lu Huaichi and Song Liwu are like parallel lines that will never intersect, worlds apart.

He is the newly appointed head of the Lu family, carefree as the bright moon and impossible to reach.

She is gentle and timid, an illegitimate daughter of an influential man, sent to live with the Lu family, where she treads carefully on thin ice.

Everyone looks down on Song Liwu and sneers that Young Master Lu, who is to marry her in a wedding meant to ward off bad luck, is cheating on her. She doesn't dare utter a word.

Yet just before the engagement banquet, Lu Huaichi's Rolls-Royce Cullinan pulls up beside a flash of vivid color that stands out in stark contrast.

Her eyes glisten with tears. She timidly reaches out, then seems frightened by the oppressive aura around him and regrets getting into the car. She pulls back her hand, trying to flee.

The veins stand out on the back of his pale hand, cool as a fan rib. That hand has snapped a knife handle and often holds a Montblanc fountain pen as he signs documents.

He catches her trembling wrist and slowly bends down, tearing the hem of her gold-embroidered mermaid dress. Smiling, he coaxes her, "Now you can run away from the wedding in that mermaid dress. Or are you just playing games with Fourth Uncle?"

2. Song Liwu came to stay with the Lu family, dependent on their charity, but her meek and obedient manner is all an act.

At the time, Lu Huaichi had just taken over the group and was already showing his iron-fisted methods. Only she had the nerve to repeatedly appear in front of him, go with him to watch the sunrise from Victoria Peak, and ask him to deal with a rich second-generation heir who was after her...

Even in the sweltering heat, she treated him as her personal air conditioner.

Desire blazed through him. She blinked at him with innocent eyes. "Why won't you have me?"

Lu Huaichi, who had always indulged her as she crossed the line again and again, gripped her chin, his eyes as dark as a deep pool.

"You're an adult now, but still so young. You can't get enough of your Fourth Uncle? Was that stolen kiss not enough?"

3. After months apart, only Lu Huaichi knew that while Hong Kong's seasons were mild, his heart was in a snowy night in Bianjing, with snow falling thick and fast.

On New Year's Eve, he finally gave in and flew to Bianjing, only to see her at a glamorous banquet. Song Liwu merely smiled at him, her voice soft and casual.

"Welcome, Chairman Lu, to a gathering of the younger generation. Please, sit wherever you like."

Lu Huaichi laughed in disbelief. Everyone knew that he had long occupied a position of power and liked people who knew their place. But the newly recognized heiress of the Song family was a pampered little princess, adored by all, who had no idea what "knowing one's place" meant.

Only Lu Huaichi knew that back then, she had been like a rain butterfly splashing onto the ground in a sudden downpour, illuminated by the streetlights. An unforgettable sight, she had flown right into his heart.

[Fatherly, youthful older man × alluring illegitimate daughter of the Beijing circle. The aloof beauty surrenders with a clear head and willingly descends from her pedestal.]

[Stop and take a look: a Hong Kong tycoon hopelessly in love.]

[Content warnings are in the author's note in Chapter 4.]

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Rascal and fierce heir of the Beijing circle × runaway heiress of the Hong Kong circle / road trip / runaway bride and groom / chasing his wife after marriage / 7-year age gap / playboy reforms

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Gu Xihuan is a pampered darling known to everyone in Hong Kong. Her family arranges for her to marry Xu Qingji, a notorious playboy of the Beijing circle whom she has never met.

She knows she can't hold on to a womanizer as hard to catch as smoke, so she runs away abroad.

At a bar in a foreign country, Gu Xihuan meets an arrogant, distinguished Chinese man. His upturned eyes, which seem to look at even dogs with tenderness, are full of carefree amusement.

Under the bar's swaying lights, the man pats the face of a white girl who has come over to flirt with him, dismissing her with ease.

Across the crowd dancing to the pounding music, Gu Xihuan locks eyes with him for a moment and falls for him.

With her striking, intense beauty, Gu Xihuan looks like an innocent jasmine flower who knows nothing of the world.

She wants to be a little wilder. She heads into the restroom, takes off her hoodie, puts on lipstick, and walks over to him in nothing but her sports bra. She hooks an arm around him and asks if he wants to leave with her.

On a snowy night, with the blizzard beyond the window, they kiss passionately and do the most reckless things, watching the sun rise from the balcony...

The next day, the man introduces himself in Cantonese, imitating her hometown accent: "I'm Xu Su. Want to have some fun with me?"

Gu Xihuan nods. From Sicily's heart, beating for a thousand years, to the golden sunrise on the snow-capped mountains at Juri Temple in Xinduqiao.

They stay together. Later, Gu Xihuan gets carried away and asks him, "Will you marry me?"

Xu Su only falls silent. She understands, packs her bags, and goes her own way.

Xu Qingji's childhood nickname is A-Su. After returning to the capital, Xu Qingji faces a marriage arrangement he can't refuse and only wants to go abroad to find her.

He never expects to see her again at the matchmaking banquet for their arranged marriage: his butterfly, the goddess of light, has flown away.

[One-line summary: I ran away from my wedding and had a one-night stand with the person I'm supposed to marry.]

The wind rises again, the wind rises again and leaves fall to the ground. Longing grows more intense and never ceases after our parting.

I want to see you, hold you, see you once more, but alas, it's too late.

From "Time Isn't the Only Thing We Can't Get Back"

Theme: You can become the person you want to be