The Disabled Young Master Is Too Frail to Care for Himself

Ji Xiaoyang transmigrates into the body of a disabled young master, a cannon-fodder character who became gloomy and vicious after losing half a leg. That is not the point. The point is that the bodyguard kneeling before him right now, his upper body covered in whip marks, is the male lead who will rise from the bottom and turn his life around. The bodyguard has been lying low in the Ji family for years. Once he makes his comeback, he will not only break the other leg of the employer who tormented him for years, but also throw him out of the house, leaving him a disabled beggar on the street, cursed by everyone.

Ji Xiaoyang, who does not want to beg for food.

Shivering in fear.

The bodyguard squad watches helplessly as the person who just beat up their boss accidentally falls out of his wheelchair.

He looks awkward and innocent. “Although I really want to apologize, um... could you do me a favor and pick me up first?”

Everyone else: “...”

He used to hate anyone mentioning his legs, and would fly into a rage at a single glance.

After that day, holding the prosthetic leg he had to wear every day, he muttered, “It’s so heavy. Can I just not wear it?”

When he goes out: “Where’s my wheelchair? I don’t want to walk.”

On rainy days, he even stands outside the bodyguards’ dormitory, damp from head to toe.

Pouting pitifully, he says, “Brother Xu, my scar hurts.”

Later, he takes things even further, wanting someone to help him eat and get dressed.

By then, Nie Xu, the former head of the bodyguard company who has already reclaimed his immense fortune, slowly fastens his watch beside the bed and asks coolly, “Did your hands break too?”

Ji Yang nods at once. “They’re about to, they’re about to. Brother, look how miserable I am. If I go out begging, I’ll really die.”

The tall man, who has just finished getting dressed, suddenly lunges back at him.

Pinning him down, he lets a dense web of desire spread through his eyes.

Having caught this prey who is always putting on an act, he speaks slowly against his lips: “You need to be taught a lesson.”

A shamelessly theatrical, sickly, fiery little ray of sunshine VS an absurdly strong, unhinged big shot and ambitious schemer

Here’s a friend’s new fantasy romance, Sewing Monsters.

Author: Tu Tian

The temple’s incense never dies down, and the faithful bow devoutly before it.

One soul in exchange for one wish.

Cheng Sui uses this to offer sacrifices in an evil formation and resurrect someone from the past.

A mortal’s hundred years are consumed by suffering and desire.

Some seek gold and silver, some seek retribution, and some seek a chance to live on.

The Immortal Lord Chang Hen grants every request, and every one of a hundred wishes comes true.

But.

It is not the gentle kind of hatred in “Endless regrets, like the river flowing east.” It is a hatred that burns the sun and moon, a hatred that shatters the Cloud Terrace with a wave of the hand.

Cheng Sui once had extravagant hopes, too.

As a child, she followed the mountain god, seeking the way of immortals and asking to learn the Dao, believing she would become a very powerful immortal.

It turned out that was not to be. A monster can only become a great demon who brings harm to all living things.

On her second return to the world, Cheng Sui has become unrecognizable.

The only softness left in her heart is for her mother and elder brother.

To reunite with them, she suppresses her disgust and hatred and steps once more into this world that had swallowed her whole and torn her to pieces.

The male lead’s story:

The Zhong family had a remarkable son, upright and refined, with the heart of a saint.

They sent their son to the Fu family to repay their life-saving debt, and the two illustrious, powerful houses forged a bond meant to last a hundred generations.

Only Fu Mian knows that, abandoned and tormented by both sides, he had long since become an evil spirit, plotting to devour everything.

That is, until he met a new mother as he stood on the brink of death.

His new mother was a monster, but her embrace could soothe his violent temper, and she treated him more sincerely than any human ever had.

Even if he had to die, Fu Mian wanted to die in his mother’s arms.

But later, his mother had a child of her own.

A soft, bright, adorable little sister who was impossible not to resent.

Fu Mian killed her twice.

Once when she was born, and once when she entered the world.

His Xiao Sui is pure and spotless.

She sees love as love, and hatred as hatred.

She does not understand the subtle depths of human nature, or how easily things can be turned upside down.

She does not know of his guilt, darkness, twisted desire, and covetousness.

She does not know that he has tied all hope for the survival of the mystic sects to her alone, just to keep her alive.

He is the person in this world who hates her most and loves her most.

And for the rest of his life, he will fear the day Cheng Sui finally learns the truth.

[An innocent, single-minded little monster who seems dark but is really pure x A great demon with a saintly facade who seems pure but is really dark]

Theme: Be self-reliant and stand on your own two feet. Never end up begging on the street.