The Rose of Hong Kong Island

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Hong Kong media went wild over a headline: #Rising model Miki spends a happy night with tycoon heir Song Boli, rumored to have secured her place as the newly crowned Crown Princess#

Shen Qiang had been in love with Song Boli for four years, willingly content to be the woman behind him. This news doused her unrequited love like ice water.

She would accept the loss.

At last, she saw that the man she had loved for four years was utterly heartless.

The day she left, Shen Qiang returned the keys to his mansion halfway up the mountain.

Shen Qiang: "We used to get what we needed from each other. Now we're even."

Song Boli believed he had never treated her unfairly. He had spoiled and indulged her for four years, housed her in a mansion of five thousand square chi, and made sure everything she ate, wore, and used was carefully attended to.

He lit a cigar and took a deep drag. "I've always been able to take things or leave them. But are you sure?"

Seeing her determined gaze, he smiled and wished her well in his usual gentlemanly tone.

"Okay, good luck."

She was only a woman, after all. He could take her or leave her.

Shen Qiang was like a rose, blooming and falling away with the wind, leaving no trace behind.

Song Boli remained the untouchable heir of Hong Kong City, living a life of luxury and excess.

Later, word spread across industries that Hong Kong's heir, Song Boli, was coming to the mainland to expand his business.

Rumor had it that Song Boli was ruthless, swift and decisive, handsome on the outside but black-hearted within, and not to be crossed.

Not long after, a video shot to the top of the trending charts.

The ever-gentle, ever-courteous heir had, for the first time, forcefully kissed a woman.

She had a pretty face and cool eyes. She struggled at first, then went still, letting him do as he pleased.

When the kiss ended, her voice was cold, every word cutting to the bone. "Have you forgotten, Crown Prince? It's been over between us for a long time!"

Song Boli fell silent for a moment, his eyes reddening. Lowering his gaze, he pleaded, "Could you give me one more chance?"

He knew perfectly well he couldn't let her go.

Later still,

Song Boli spent a fortune to buy an estate atop Victoria Peak and planted it full of roses with his own hands, causing a sensation in Hong Kong and the mainland.

At the opening ceremony of the Song Group's new company, a reporter asked curiously, "I hear the estate is called 'Heart's Rose.' Does the name have a special meaning?"

Song Boli wore a custom black suit. Even beneath the camera flashes, his handsome features remained relaxed and composed.

He smiled faintly, lowering the microphone with one hand. His voice was low and melodious. "Five years ago, I began to love roses. And the meaning of 'Heart's Rose' is..."

His deep eyes overflowed with love. He smiled and said, "In the depths of my heart is Shen Qiang."

That night, #ShenQiangSongBoli# exploded across the trending charts.

The rose he had hidden so carefully was finally revealed to the world.

I give you a garden full of roses.

Every bush, every blossom, holds my love for you.

I hid my feelings and my love among the flowers, and named them Heart's Rose.

Hong Kong's heir x jewelry designer

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The heir's long road to winning his wife back

Note: The rumors are only rumors; there was no physical contact. Both leads have had no other romantic partners. The story explains the rumors.

Note: This novel is participating in the Industry Chapter contest because the heroine is a jewelry designer who creates her own independent jewelry brand. She personally handles the design, drafting, modeling, production, and processing. She works hard to realize her dreams and make her own way in life.

Note: The mansion described as having thousands of square chi is just an expression, not actually ninety square meters. (It's really over four hundred square meters.)

Recommended: my friend's novel, A Galaxy in My Arms, by Xia Xiaojiu

* Hong Kong heir x aerospace designer

Blurb:

She first met Matthew in Manhattan's world of glitz and glamour.

The lights were dim that night. He was tall and elegant, his fingers around the wineglass pale and slender-boned. Each slow tilt of the glass stirred her heart.

It was the first time Li Xinghe had pursued a man. Her bold campaign caused a sensation throughout the Chinese community, but in the end she failed and returned home in disgrace.

Not long afterward, she was forced into a marriage alliance with the current head of the Fu family in Hong Kong City.

Fu Jingchen was famously mysterious and low-key. Few photos of him circulated online, and all the Hong Kong tabloids said was that he was "a terrifying man."

She heard he hadn't even shown up for their engagement ceremony. Li Xinghe didn't mind. In a marriage where each party got what they wanted, she figured mutual benefit was the only thing that could be rock-solid.

The day her fiance moved in, she looked up into a pair of familiar eyes and realized she had fallen into a trap he had set.

Matthew's Chinese name was Fu Jingchen.

Later, he pressed closer, trapping her in the narrow space against his chest.

Li Xinghe flew into a furious embarrassment. "You rejected me so decisively back then. Now you're going back on your word. Do you have no shame?"

Fu Jingchen lifted an eyebrow, his hot breath brushing her ear. "When you're pursuing your wife, what need is there for shame?"

His Adam's apple bobbed as his cool fingertips lingered on the button at her collar. "To be honest, I want to do something even more shameless..."

Bonus scene:

At the launch of Chenxing Tech's new product, the music of its AI robot system became a hot topic among netizens.

Rumor had it that the company's founder, Fu Jingchen, had composed it himself using pulse signals from the depths of space.

A reporter boldly asked, "Does this mean Chenxing Tech is about to establish a close partnership with China's space program?"

Fu Jingchen nodded, his usually aloof face unable to hide his tender affection. "Not only that. I also hope my wife has a smooth journey on her voyage through the stars."

The crowd erupted. The woman who had brought the unattainable beauty down from her pedestal was none other than the country's youngest female chief aerospace engineer:

Li Xinghe.

Coming soon: Fragrant Hill's Whispering Wind, Lord Lan of Macau x a strong, independent small-business owner

Everyone who knew Lan Zhuofeng knew Lord Lan had a white moonlight in his heart. He gave her the best of everything, keeping her hidden away in a golden cage for four years. But when she graduated, that canary kicked him to the curb.

No one was allowed to mention that woman's name in front of him.

Until one day, she appeared again in Xiangshan'ao.

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In her first year of college, Meng Xun wandered into the Sands. From a distance, she saw a man seated on a black leather sofa, his refined legs crossed. His thin lips held a playing card, and his long, narrow eyes watched the person opposite him. He pinched a corner of the card and drew it away from his lips. Three kings lay on the table. Calm and utterly merciless, he said, "I'm not trying to prove anything, but you really are terrible at this."

Arrogant, unruly, and heedless of everyone else: that was Meng Xun's first impression of him.

Her friend said, "He's a huge deal in Xiangshan'ao. Everyone calls him Lord Lan."

He was Lord Lan, respected by everyone in Xiangshan'ao, wild and carefree.

She was one ordinary student among many at A University, cool and well-behaved.

They were worlds apart, like heaven and earth.

She thought their paths would never cross, but she never imagined they would end up together.

Even less did she expect to take the lead in their relationship and be the one to dump Lan Zhuofeng.

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The next time she saw Lan Zhuofeng, she was in Macau on a business trip for her company.

Lan Zhuofeng had lived just as well without her: prosperous and proud, still the Lord Lan everyone admired and feared.

She thought he had already let her go.

But one day, the man lost control and cornered her at the bow of a ship. Clinging to the last of his dignity, he gritted his teeth and asked, "Four years. Did you ever love me?"

"I lied to you for four years."

She smiled faintly, not a trace of amusement in her eyes. "Casinos make people crazy, and love makes fools of them. So, Lord Lan, are you crazy or stupid?"

"Tell me you love me." Lan Zhuofeng's eyes reddened, his voice pleading and humble. He shut his eyes and begged her, "Tell me you loved me."

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Later, on a mountaintop in Xiangshan'ao, Lan Zhuofeng spent a fortune creating a kingdom just for Meng Xun. He named it:

Fragrant Hill's Whispering Wind.

Someone asked Lan Zhuofeng if it was worth doing all that.

He smiled softly, watching Meng Xun approach from afar. His eyes were warm, his voice low. "Meng Xun once said she was lonely, and that nothing in this world lasts forever. I want to stay by her side and show her that my love for her will last forever. I want to give her the kingdom I've always dreamed of, and she will always be my Queen."

1. The male lead is more devoted and vulnerable than the female lead.

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Theme: May love never fade.