Rose Confidential

The companion story, Muddy Snowy Night, is now underway. Visit my profile to read it~~ [Complete] 1. Qiao Xing was Qi Jizhou's girlfriend for a year, gentle, considerate, and understanding. On their anniversary, she prepared a table full of dishes and waited all night, but Qi Jizhou never showed up. The next day, she came across a post on a friend's phone. [From now on, I'm taken! Looking forward to spending the rest of my life with you!] A pure and lovely girl leaned against Qi Jizhou, her face full of shyness. Her hand, wearing an engagement ring, was clasped tightly in his. Qiao Xing laughed in anger. After confronting him, she packed up the whole table of food and fed it to the dogs. Later, she angrily complained about the jerk to her best friend. "Hmph. Not one of those Qi men is any good!" Then she bumped into Qi Jizhou's cousin at the corner. The business tycoon who had suddenly developed a heart condition and gone abroad to recuperate after she started dating Qi Jizhou: Qi Yan. The man stubbed out his cigarette and let his gaze linger on her long-unseen face. Shedding the cool indifference he showed others, he suppressed his roiling emotions and smiled. "Miss Qiao, not every man in the Qi family is a jerk. Would you like to... give me a try?" Qiao Xing: ... 2 When Qi Jizhou saw Qiao Xing again, she was coming out of the airport. She passed by not far from him, smiling brightly as she coquettishly threw herself into the arms of a tall, elegant, and refined man. Qi Jizhou watched the man pull down his firmly fastened mask, bend down affectionately to kiss Qiao Xing's cheek, and hold her so tightly, as if she were his precious treasure. He silently clenched his back teeth, tasting a sweet, bloody flavor in his mouth. 3 Later, Qi Jizhou, looking utterly lost, found Qiao Xing. He had just croaked out, "Qiao Qiao..." when the aloof, noble man appeared, wrapped an arm around Qiao Xing's waist possessively, and drew her into his embrace. Then he said coolly, "Call her sister-in-law." [No one knows how long Qi Yan had desired Qiao Xing. He patiently waited for her to grow up. Later, the day she fell into someone else's arms, he developed a heartache called "regret at not speaking up sooner."] Seven-year age gap, both leads are inexperienced. [Thorny little rose heroine x Scheming hero who has plotted for her for years] Companion story Muddy Snowy Night. Visit my profile to read it Slow-burn and gentle x possessive love | Powerful man loses his composure | Dark and obsessive 1. When Sheng Yan was twenty, the Sheng family fell into ruin. To give her father a chance at survival, she went around asking people for help. Someone pointed her in the right direction. "If you want to help your father, why not try the Zhou family?" It was snowing heavily that day. Sheng Yan went to Zhou Zhan for help and trembled as she addressed the man she usually both feared and dreaded, "Uncle." In the back of a Maybach, the man's large hand gripped Sheng Yan's slender, soft waist. He watched her, cheeks flushed, lying breathlessly in his arms. "Come to my room tonight." "Wear this." A blue-and-white school uniform skirt was laid out before her. That night, Sheng Yan learned that a school uniform skirt could be worn for more than just going to class. Sheng Yan understood that this relationship would end sooner or later. It was an unspoken understanding between them. A year later, she left Zhou Zhan's life for good. In the dim corridor on a snowy night, the Zhou family's usually invincible, masterfully calculating young heir looked at her with deep, dark eyes and said in a low, cold voice, "You used me as a stepping-stone and tossed me aside once you got what you wanted. Sweetheart, who taught you to cross the river and burn the bridge?" "Mr. Zhou..." She clenched her stiff, pale fingers. "You used to call me Uncle." Snow fell onto the shoulders of the ice-cold man. In an instant, he seemed to catch fire. Zhou Zhan gripped her chin, his burning lips kissing her wildly in the darkness. 2. When Sheng Yan was a student, she and her best friend chatted on a rainy night. Asked what her ideal type was, she answered softly, "Proper in manner, graceful in bearing, calm and composed." What she feared most was a rebellious, licentious, shameless man. The person standing outside the door, hearing those words, was Zhou Zhan: vicious, brooding, a troublemaking bad boy. Many years later Zhou Zhan, impeccably dressed and radiating lazy aristocratic charm, became Sheng Yan's husband. One-on-one, both are inexperienced No blood relation. He's the uncle from next door. He has plotted for her for a long time. The hero has a secret crush. Theme: May everything be beautiful.