[The Regretful Ex Begs for Her Back] [Rekindled Romance]
[1] Ling Yanran is the decisive CEO of Xiachuan Pictures, a gifted man admired by everyone.
Qin Sisi has been in the industry for two years, but she is still an unknown screenwriter.
Qin Sisi knows she is reaching above her station by dating Ling Yanran.
There isn’t much she can give him.
Whatever he wants, she gives him.
Until she hears Ling Yanran say to a friend, “What love?”
“Grandma likes her, so I chose her. There’s no affection between us. We’re just using each other.”
Only then does she understand that to Ling Yanran, their relationship is just an act, and her love is a one-sided joke.
[2] Qin Sisi asks to break up. Ling Yanran tears off a check for a huge sum and hands it to her. “Think it through. Once we break up, don’t come crawling back to me.”
She takes the check, tears it to shreds, and scatters the pieces into the air. They flutter down like a sorrowful, beautiful snowfall.
“Ling Yanran, I hope you find someone wonderful and get the love you deserve.”
“And I hope we never meet again.”
[3] Qin Sisi declines the cast’s dinner invitation. When Ling Yanran hears the news, he leaves everyone behind and rushes through the torrential rain to pound on her door.
Qin Sisi opens it and sees Ling Yanran, soaked from head to toe.
The rain slicks down his short hair, strands hanging limply over his forehead. The hallway light casts his shadow, making his eyes look even more desolate. He braces the door with one large hand as she tries to close it.
His pride utterly broken, he looks wretched as he speaks in a hoarse voice: “Sisi, I was wrong.”
[4] Ling Yanran looks up. Behind Qin Sisi stands a man in a bathrobe, his collarbones exposed. He is bathed in light, with glistening droplets still running down him. He has clearly just finished showering.
In that instant, Ling Yanran loses control. He grabs Qin Sisi’s hand and demands, “Who is he?”
Qin Sisi pries his fingers off hers one by one, her voice utterly calm. “That’s none of your business.”
Bang!
Ling Yanran is left facing the firmly shut door, consumed by jealousy and able only to silently tally the wrongs he has done.
Cool and ruthless * Clear-eyed and self-possessed
#When a crush reaches its end, love floods in#
Theme: Love yourself before loving someone else
The author is great, can you please have a better day? The only hope for high school students
Ah ah ah the author please update me
The writing style is okay, but the content is a bit unbearable. I don't think the male protagonist is that bad, but the female protagonist is hard to explain. . .
Author, do you have some wisdom? What was the purpose of writing this scene?
It won't be updated anymore. If this continues, it's better to finish it as soon as possible.
Is the heroine brainless?
So far, the male protagonist has done nothing wrong and is very kind to the female protagonist. He gives her resources behind her back and takes care of her self-esteem.
Can the author please update it daily?
Spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers
Spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers.
The author is great, can you please have a better day? The only hope for high school students
Ah ah ah the author please update me
The writing style is okay, but the content is a bit unbearable. I don't think the male protagonist is that bad, but the female protagonist is hard to explain. . .
Author, do you have some wisdom? What was the purpose of writing this scene?
It won't be updated anymore. If this continues, it's better to finish it as soon as possible.
Is the heroine brainless?
So far, the male protagonist has done nothing wrong and is very kind to the female protagonist. He gives her resources behind her back and takes care of her self-esteem.
Can the author please update it daily?
Spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers
Spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers.