Claiming Her for Myself

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[Possessive love + groveling chase]

1. Cen Yuan was the one person everyone in S City's most elite circle was wary of. The older generation did not want to provoke him, and his peers did not dare. The only thing worth chatting about over dinner was the Miss Qiao Que by his side.

It was said that Cen Yuan kept her under close watch, and few outsiders had ever seen her. Those who had were invariably full of envy whenever they mentioned her.

It was said that Cen Yuan doted on her, not only collecting countless expensive pieces of jewelry for her but also going so far as to establish a clothing studio that served her alone.

It was said that Cen Yuan ended his engagement to the Gu family, jewelry magnates, for her sake, solely to give her an official status by his side.

Everyone thought Cen Yuan spoiled Qiao Que far too much, but he did not see it that way.

Qiao Que braved wind, frost, and snow to bring him lunch. When he came home late, she made him a steaming bowl of wontons...

She must have been madly in love with him.

Cen Yuan thought that if she could keep being so sensible, there would be no harm in keeping her after they married.

Who could have guessed that the moment he hinted at his intentions, Qiao Que would use his business trip as cover to flee in the middle of the night, leaving behind even a whole box of jewelry without a second thought?

But so what if she ran?

Every time she ran, he would catch her. She would never get away from him, not in this life or the next.

2. Qiao Que could never understand why Cen Yuan was so fixated on her.

She was a sparrow raised in the wild, born free. She had only ended up with him by chance. Why did Cen Yuan have to cage her in a gilded prison?

He might be able to keep her trapped for a while, but not for a lifetime.

Neither money nor love could compare to freedom.

3. Cen Yuan had once heard someone say that sparrows could not be kept alive in captivity. If you insisted on keeping one, all you would get was a corpse or the feathers it left behind when it broke free.

At first, he did not believe it. In the end, he opened the cage with his own hands and let the person he cherished most leave.

[Coming soon] Please! Learning Your Idioms Matters [Infinite]

A goofy Infinite game story, launching in early July. I'm terrible at blurbs, please add it to your collection

Cheng Qing was unlucky. When Infinite Games descended, other people's abilities could control fire, freeze ice, or summon ghosts. Hers alone was...

[Ability: Chinese Idioms (Incomplete)]

[Note: Don't doubt it. You're the one-in-a-hundred-million unlucky player.]

[Skill 1: Make a Run for It (Incomplete): Claim any door you can carry as your own, then leave the current space.]

[Note: A thief's favorite skill. Mom never has to worry about me forgetting my keys again. Friendly reminder: Don't let the door's original owner see that it has gone missing.]

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Because her ability was incomplete, Cheng Qing was often looked down on by other players, who thought she was nothing but a pretty face. That was until she discovered how useful idioms could be.

In the dark and terrifying courtyard of a mountain village, a female ghost in a white dress with long black hair slowly climbed out of a well. The other players huddled together, trembling with fear.

Cheng Qing: [Leave one's hometown] skill activated.

The female ghost paused, turned around, and yanked the well right out of the ground, like a willow tree being pulled up by its roots. Then she carried it away on her back.

The well: ...I feel personally attacked.

In a bizarre school, a eyeless child shook a pellet drum and cackled. The other players scattered in every direction.

Cheng Qing: Snatched the pellet drum. [Kept in the dark] skill activated.

The little ghost was sucked into the drum, looking completely dumbfounded.

I dare you to answer when I call your name!

In a creepy hospital, a corpse already swollen to a monstrous size was impervious to blades and bullets, flattening one person with every punch. The other players' fates were unknown.

Cheng Qing: Put on her gloves and went straight in with a slap. [Strike as one] skill activated.

The hulking corpse, as big as a bear, became a thin sheet and fluttered to the ground like a piece of paper. The other players walked over it.

The footprint-covered corpse: You damn motherf...!

Theme: Find your purpose and stay true to yourself