Little One, Who's Your Mom?

CP: A carefree, good-for-nothing rich kid x the mysterious mom of her child

Ouyang Yu had spent more than twenty years living the easy life as a rich second-generation kid. She thought she could keep living that way until the day she died.

Until one day...

A little tyke showed up looking for family, flung herself into Ouyang Yu's arms, and cried, "Tofu Mama hit me! Potato Mama, you have to protect me!"

So this little one had been suffering domestic abuse. Ouyang Yu's chivalrous side kicked in, and she took the child in.

One more child just means one more pair of chopsticks, Ouyang Yu naively thought.

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But once the little one had secured the right to live there, she gradually showed her true colors, becoming even more particular than Ouyang Yu, the rich one.

Ouyang Yu picked up a jumbo shrimp and popped it into her mouth, chewing away. It tasted pretty good.

The little one painstakingly picked out the shrimp's vein with her short little arms while explaining, "It contains undigested food residue and metabolic waste."

The shrimp got stuck in Ouyang Yu's throat. "..."

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The little one loved watching the news and documentaries. Ouyang Yu didn't care. She snatched the remote and put on her favorite talk show.

She had just finished laughing when the little one handed her a notebook and told her to copy down the talk show's best phrases and quotes. "Tofu Mama said you should learn to be someone who always has a clever line ready."

Ouyang Yu, who hadn't written anything by hand in years, stared in confusion. "???"

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Wait!!

She only knew one person in her whole life who was so rigid, awkward, nitpicky, and a born perfectionist. "Tofu" was just a pun on "Dou Qian"!

Holy crap!!

The nightmare of being controlled in every aspect of her life was back to haunt her all over again!!

A note: This is a world where same-sex couples can marry and have children. The protagonist's name is a bit odd. The character Qian in Dou Qian is usually pronounced qian, but when she's being cute, she calls herself Dougan.

Coming soon: My Wife Is Quickly Nearing Death

Here's an advance blurb for my upcoming story. I hope you'll show it some support.

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CP: A scheming, money-grubbing lackey top x a sickly, fragile queen bottom

Yu Hengqiu was fabulously wealthy, but unfortunately suffered from a terrible illness. With no family, she posted a marriage notice before her untimely death.

As soon as the notice went up, a crowd of strong men and beautiful women swarmed her doorstep. Who wouldn't want a shot at such a lucrative job where you got paid without having to work?

In the end, Hao Qing landed the job, never suspecting that making money could be so hard, or that the shit she had to eat would be so hard to swallow.

Her big-bucks benefactor seemed seriously unhinged. She kept putting Hao Qing in her place, making her serve on her knees, and even forcing her, a mere mortal, to carry her up to the eighteenth floor.

After climbing the last step, Hao Qing discovered that the elevator wasn't broken. It was that venomous woman's heart that was rotten to the core!

All she could do was silently hypnotize herself: Hang in there, hang in there. Get promoted, get rich, and let the wife die! I've been waiting for this day!

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As time passed, Hao Qing's opinion of her wealthy benefactor gradually changed.

The woman wasn't quite as deranged as she seemed. When Hao Qing secretly kept a ledger of her expenses, she would write, "Read and approved. Reimbursement authorized." When Hao Qing came down with a fever, she would make her take the same medicines she used herself, whether or not they were any good. And in her sleep, she would call Hao Qing's name and cry so hard that Hao Qing's own heart ached.

What was this? Her heart seemed to be softening without her even realizing it...

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Later...

As she lay gravely ill, the wealthy benefactor spoke her last kind words: "You've always wanted a garden villa by the sea. After I die, take my inheritance..."

Hao Qing scooped up a spoonful of ginseng and stuffed it into her mouth.

The wealthy benefactor continued, "You've always wanted to see the Northern Lights in Scandinavia. After I die, take my inheritance..."

Hao Qing scooped up a spoonful of reishi and stuffed it into her mouth again.

The wealthy benefactor tried to speak once more, but this time Hao Qing leaped forward and sealed her lips with a kiss. "What I've always wanted is you."

Theme: Finding the balance between love and selfhood