Year-Round Romance [Hong Kong Style]

[Hong Kong Style/Age Gap/Happy Ending/Chapter Comments Open/PS. You can read the author's note in Chapter 1 first/The main text differs from pirated versions]

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Wen Suizhi first met Chen Yuanzheng at a financial summit in Hong Kong.

At the time, he was the center of attention, tall and imposing, with cool, sharply defined features. His low, resonant voice came through her earpiece and into her ears.

What she thought was an inadvertent glance had sparked a solitary wildfire in his heart.

The next time she met Chen Yuanzheng, she was a freelance interpreter accompanying a delegation in France.

People said Chen Yuanzheng was cold in both manner and heart, and had no regard for others.

But to Wen Suizhi, he was gentle and considerate, always smiling. He would nibble her ear and whisper sweet nothings to her.

"You're my baobei."

"Baobei, I miss you. Come here and give me a hug."

Later, Wen Suizhi chose her career over Chen Yuanzheng and went to France to further her studies.

One night after they had separated, she got a call from Chen Yuanzheng.

"Baobei, are you happy being with me?"

His voice was as gentle as ever, yet for some reason it made her uneasy.

What she didn't know was that the man on the other end was downstairs at that very moment, leaning against his car and gazing at the familiar, brightly lit window.

After returning home, Wen Suizhi wrapped her arms around Chen Yuanzheng, her cheek resting over his heart, and whispered softly, "Chen Yuanzheng, I do like you."

Before she left the country, Chen Yuanzheng had asked if she liked him. Back then, she had hesitated and said nothing.

Now, at last, he had the answer he wanted, yet Chen Yuanzheng felt no joy.

It turned out that even anticipation could expire.

After a long while, all he said was, "Is that so?"

His voice was still gentle, but there was a hollow indifference in it.

In that moment, Wen Suizhi felt as if she were about to lose him.

[Interpreter X Hong Kong Tycoon]

[Two good people feeling their way toward loving each other]

|He pursues her/Each other's first love/Far mountains stretch on, autumn comes in the year of Sui (from Su Shi's "Xing Xiang Zi: Crossing Qili Rapids" / Lu You's "Shui Diao Ge Tou: Multi-View Tower")

|The author is terrible at writing blurbs. If you're interested, give the main story a try.

|The author is not an expert in this field and researched online.

|Blurb written on 08/26/2022

|Not a typical Hong Kong-style story. Please skip it if that's not your thing. Sorry~

"Baoyi"

One afternoon in a cafe, a tall figure wandered into the corner of Kang Baoyi's vision.

She raised her eyes. It was a man in a gray shirt and trousers, with brown hair swept back, long legs, and a narrow waist.

His head was slightly bowed, thick brows lowered as he focused on his computer screen.

His gray sleeves were rolled halfway up his arms, the veins clearly visible on his forearms.

Kang Baoyi's eyes widened. She silently marveled at his straight nose, long eyelashes, and how incredible he looked in a shirt!

Excitedly, she pulled out her tablet and used her stylus to sketch his features on the screen.

When she finished outlining them and looked up, the seat opposite her was empty.

The second time she met the man was on a train bound for London.

This time he wore a black shirt. As he looked down at his computer, his long-fingered hand absently touched his neck.

Kang Baoyi's heart fluttered. She pressed her lips together to hide her smile and told her friend, "I ran into him again!"

During the ten-minute ride, she repeatedly considered how to strike up a conversation, but didn't dare make a move before he got off.

In the end, she watched through the window as he walked away, her heart still racing and regret gnawing at her.

Half a month later, the man's profile appeared in the recommended accounts on Baoyi's Instagram.

One late night, Frederick received a new message.

Bare-chested, he casually opened it. It was a drawing.

The man in the picture was him, shown from the waist up with his head slightly bowed, the veins on his exposed forearm standing out.

Frederick raised an eyebrow slightly and studied the drawing with interest. His long fingers slowly traced his Adam's apple, and the corner of his mouth lifted faintly.

Later

White morning light streamed through sheer curtains, casting long shadows across Kang Baoyi's flushed cheeks. Her slender legs were folded together.

Frederick lowered his eyelids and ran his long fingers along her slender neck, his thumb brushing a golden bell. His lips lifted slightly as he ordered in a husky voice,

"Kiss me now."

If puppy loves you, she will love you boldly, passionately, and sincerely until death.

If a puppy loves you, she'll love you boldly, passionately, and sincerely until death.

Kang Baolan's unsteady nature is what makes her so captivating, just like my love for you.

[Heiress X Investment Banker]

"Apple Green"

The literary films Jiang Guansong invested in won award after award, and his reputation soared.

He spent his days at one celebration after another, until a phone call amid the clinking glasses brought him home, still in high spirits.

At the Jiang family mansion, Jiang Guansong sat with his legs apart, propping his cheek on one hand as he asked listlessly, "Dad, why did you call me back?"

His father calmly finished his tea and said, "The Luo family's younger daughter is coming back to the country at the end of the month. Go pick her up, take good care of her, and get along with her."

Jiang Guansong went from baffled to understanding, then blurted out in shock,

"What do you mean? You're arranging a marriage for me? Is there something wrong with the financial reports? Are we going bankrupt?"

Overnight, the young master of the Jiang family was betrothed and forced into an arranged marriage, losing his freedom.

So, while trying to get along with Luo Rong, Jiang Guansong deliberately told her how miserable a loveless marriage would be, hoping to scare her away.

Luo Rong listened quietly, then told him, "Feelings can be cultivated."

Jiang Guansong was momentarily speechless. A few seconds later, he brusquely poured cold water on her idea. "Can you cultivate love? All you'll get is familial affection."

A few months later, in the dim light of dawn.

Jiang Guansong rose, a sheen of sweat on his skin, then wrapped his arms around her slender waist from behind and confessed hoarsely, "I love you, baobei."

Luo Rong replied in a soft murmur, "Don't call me baobei. Love can't be cultivated."

He was quick to yield. "Then call me big brother, baobei."

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On a flight from Hong Kong to London, Luo Rong first saw Jiang Guansong.

His sunglasses pushed up into his hair, he had sharply defined features, a straight nose, and a small red mole beside his Adam's apple.

He took off his black suit jacket, leaving only a matching vest. His arms were beautifully defined, his long legs encased in suit trousers, and his lean, narrow waist accentuated.

After landing, she called Martin. "What do you think about an arranged marriage, bro?"

Martin understood at once. "Got your eye on someone?"

"Jiang Guansong, of the Hong Kong Jiang family."

Later, Jiang Guansong, who had claimed love couldn't be cultivated, willingly bent the knee.

With a leather choker around his neck beneath his Adam's apple, he took her fingers and guided them through a silver ring, handing her the reins.

He never tired of telling her, "I love you, baobei."

[Young Heiress X Big Puppy]

Theme: The right person stands in the path of your future. Walk hand in hand toward it.