Private Snow Mountain

[The full text is only 6r. Thanks for supporting the official release!] [The completed novel Butterfly Spring Syndrome: childhood sweethearts reunite after a breakup, come enjoy it!] [The upcoming novel Private, Sweet Sounds is open for follows!]

[B-king, cocky, scheming wolf who pretends to be a puppy X cool, aloof, career-driven big sister]

1.

The hottest mystery dating show in recent days had one couple drawing the most anticipation before it even began airing:

Jiang Ye x Zhou You.

Zhou You, who swept every major Best Actress award just three years after her debut, was as cool and dazzling as a snow-capped peak. Deepsea Entertainment treasured her as its "little princess of Deepsea."

Meanwhile, Jiang Ye was an esports prodigy who rose to fame at a young age and had dominated the PUBG world championships for the past three years. With his unruly, fluffy silver hair, he was as cocky as a snow wolf with striking features.

In both looks and talent, the two were top-tier in the entertainment and esports worlds.

As soon as the show started, both fanbases were already shipping them like crazy: I declare they get a happy ending!

But during the livestream...

Jiang Ye leisurely handed her a towel. "Want some sushi, sis? Wipe your hands."

Zhou You smiled politely. "No, thank you."

Jiang Ye kept holding up the towel with their hands, handcuffed together by the show's rules.

In a mild yet imposing tone, he said a few words: "Then wipe them anyway. Otherwise, you'll get my hands dirty."

Zhou You, known in the industry as "the gold standard for a good temper": ... I'm about to punch someone.

Both fanbases cursed under their breath: ... Damn it, when are these two going to break up for real?

2.

As filming continued, the two became increasingly antagonistic.

After Zhou You opened an important box of Jiang Ye's by mistake, he even sent all the staff out and demanded to "discuss compensation in private" with her.

When the door finally opened much later, the cameras caught Zhou You with red-rimmed eyes.

Fans were furious: Jiang the Dog definitely yelled at her! He just takes advantage of our girl because she's so nice!

But they didn't catch what happened...

In the training room, just on the other side of that door, Jiang Ye locked it behind him and smiled, eyes narrowed, with a roguish air. He held Zhou You by the chin and pressed her against the edge of the table, kissing her until she couldn't breathe.

3.

By the time the show ended, all the couples had gone their separate ways, and the fans were in tears.

Only this couple's fans were celebrating: "Our doomed siblings finally broke up!"

But not long after...

Jiang Ye won his fourth consecutive PGC world championship, setting the internet ablaze. He announced on Weibo that the other person on his marriage certificate was none other than Zhou You, smiling sweetly.

Jiang Ye captioned it: "Who's saying we broke up?"

Netizens: ???

Zhou You's company, Deepsea Entertainment, posted at the same time: "Congratulations to our young master on winning the PGC championship! Happy newlywed life!"

Netizens: !!!

4.

No one knew that three years earlier, Jiang Ye had rested one knee against the armchair where Zhou You sat, cradled her tear-streaked face, and gently kissed away the tears at the corners of her eyes.

The unruly wolf king carefully held back his dangerous aura. His rebellious, willow-shaped eyes were damp as he asked:

"Sis, can I be your puppy?"

#In that moment, the cool, snow-capped peak melted and collapsed, and from then on she sank into the passionate, sincere depths of the sea.

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Reading guide:

1. Reunited after a breakup / the male lead has been planning this for a long time / older woman-younger man romance (two-year age gap)

2. A sweet entertainment-industry romance, one-on-one, happy ending, both leads are each other's first and only

3. Important warning: the male lead is very sharp-tongued at first! He's been scheming for a long time, making moves step by step, and is a lovesick schemer! The dating-show sections feature lots of escape rooms, murder-mystery games, and other deduction and puzzle-solving, plus a little PUBG. Please read with caution if that's not your thing!

The upcoming novel Private, Sweet Sounds is open for follows! Here's the blurb:

[Wild, rough-around-the-edges stray dog X slow-paced, pampered mute girl]

[Rich young master from Hong Kong Island X beautiful Jiangnan storytelling singer]

Wen Dongyi, the final disciple of the renowned Suzhou Pingtan performer Wen, had been performing for only half a month, yet every show was sold out, with no empty seats.

Black hair, snowy skin, dark eyes, rosy cheeks.

She often wore a simple tea-serving outfit and held a pipa. When she sang, her soft Wu dialect curled gently through the air, and all of Jiangnan seemed to come alive.

But outside of performing Pingtan, not even a fortune could buy a single word from her.

Almost all the audience knew the story and understood. Only one young master from Hong Kong Island booked the whole venue, didn't request a song or listen to the music, and insisted on paying Wen Dongyi to say his name.

The teahouse owner beside her frantically tried to signal Wen Dongyi.

This young master looking for trouble was someone they couldn't afford to offend. Though young, he was ruthless and infamous.

But Wen Dongyi gently set down her pipa and signed briskly to him: [I can't.]

Then she calmly left.

Zong Lin leaned crookedly in a grand armchair, an unlit cigarette between his fingers. He stared at her unhurried retreating figure, smiling without a smile.

The owner hurriedly explained, "...Mr. Zong, Teacher Wen fell ill when she was young and couldn't speak for over a decade. Even though she's been cured, she speaks more slowly than most people. Please understand, she really didn't mean to..."

Zong Lin didn't wait for him to finish. He casually snapped the cigarette in half, rose lazily, and went after her.

Everyone looked at one another. No one dared follow, so they didn't see...

The plum rains hung overhead without falling, the damp air thick as smoke.

Step by step, the man drove Wen Dongyi deep into the alley.

"You can't say my name?"

Zong Lin smiled faintly.

Then, with practiced ease, he gripped her slender wrist as she kept signing, bent down, and lowered his voice:

"The day you first managed to speak, at No. 3 Wenxue Lane, on that wool rug in the attic, didn't you say it beautifully?"

Theme: Independence and clear-headedness.