A Tender Love Poem

▲ Stealing the Bride|Runaway Pregnancy|Marriage Before Love|Two Powerful Families

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Xie Qiyin grew up surrounded by love and luxury. Aside from having no say in her marriage, her life had been smooth sailing.

Her fiancé, Gu Shinian, was the most powerful man in Beicheng, with every advantage imaginable. Even though they had no feelings for each other, he could still ensure she lived a comfortable life.

But to Xie Qiyin, this enviable marriage was no more than a bowl of half-cooked rice.

She had planned to swallow it down somehow, but then everything took an unexpected turn.

In a foreign country, one night of passion.

Xie Qiyin accidentally became involved with Gu Shinian's uncle, Gu Yinghuai.

The problem was, Gu Yinghuai was the most difficult man among Beicheng's elite: taciturn and ruthless.

After weighing her life and the freedom and happiness of her future married life, Xie Qiyin decided to keep it from everyone and pretend nothing had happened.

After all, he had his wild past, and she could have hers.

But that lucky little plan fell apart a month later.

In the bathroom, Xie Qiyin stared in despair at the two lines on the pregnancy test. One thought filled her mind.

It's over. I'm going to have to run away with a baby.

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Later on.

In the private lounge of a club, Gu Yinghuai held Xie Qiyin's slender, pale wrist. His gaze drifted down to her belly, his expression unreadable.

"You're pregnant?"

"Whose is it?"

- A little scene

One night, Xie Qiyin had just seen her estranged fiancé, Gu Shinian, off when she turned and saw Gu Yinghuai leaning against the wall, a thin bath towel wrapped around his waist.

His expression was cool, his dark eyes lowered. A bead of water at his lips slid down his collarbone and over his abs. Her eyes crossed as she watched, and she couldn't help darting her gaze around.

He took in every detail of her expression, then suddenly asked, "Qiyin, do you like what you see?"

Xie Qiyin's breath caught. She was inexplicably nervous, and just as she was about to say something, he gave a lazy smile. "I mean, do you like this shirt?"

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"In my barren land, you are the last rose."

Reader's guide:

1. Proud, radiant heiress × scheming, domineering CEO

2. Seven-year age gap / first time for both / happy ending

3. Runaway pregnancy (halfway through) / marriage before love / slice of life / some author-invented details for plot convenience / CEOs in romance novels come with their own inflation (just kidding)

4. No romantic storyline between the heroine and the second male lead

5. The author is letting loose and trying to get back into the groove, so expect ultimate Mary Sue, cheesy romance-novel indulgence ovo!

// My neighboring novel, the road-trip romance between mature adults "Smoke-Stained Rusty Nails", is complete and ready to read. //

- Baby, please check out my upcoming novel "Winter Sweet"!

Class difference|Seven-year age gap|Possessive pursuit|Rekindled romance|Angst

On a rainy night, a gleaming black Hongqi stopped outside a hospital in the capital.

From inside the car, Shen Zongcheng held out a handkerchief and a business card. A hint of arrogance and amusement lurked in his eyes as he said to Chen Yin, soaked from head to toe, "Be with me, and I'll pay for your boyfriend's treatment."

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At the hospital in the capital, she calmly wiped the shoulder of her boyfriend, who was in a vegetative state, when she heard a newly arrived nurse from the next bed ask, full of curiosity, "Is the man outside your boyfriend?"

Chen Yin turned around and met Shen Zongcheng's gaze. Remembering last night's madness, she hesitated to answer.

He wore a black shirt and leaned lazily against the wall, an unlit cigarette between his lips. He narrowed his eyes at her and smiled in a way that sent a chill down her spine. "Why aren't you saying anything?"

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If you want something, set it free. If it comes back to you, it's yours. If it doesn't, you never had it in the first place.

Reader's guide: This is true possessive pursuit. Feel free to drop it if it's not for you. The couple are always at odds, so have a sip of angst.

Theme: Heaven's arrangements are the best