Little Wildberry

[Main story complete] During her senior year, Jiang Mo interned at Songming and developed an interest in Shen Que, the team leader assigned to mentor her.

He was a low-key, reserved gentleman, handsome inside and out. From the moment he joined the company, his subordinates trusted him. Everyone called him a good boss.

Young and headstrong, Jiang Mo had beauty and family wealth on her side, and feared nothing. She'd met all kinds of guys and was used to stirring things up. Taking advantage of Shen Que's good nature and gentlemanly manners, she teased him again and again.

She had no trouble acting sweet and charming.

The mischievous girl could confess her love, be earnest and obedient, or act wild and unruly.

Shen Que took it all in stride, responding with patience and good humor, while also having plenty of tricks up his sleeve.

Then everything took a sudden turn. News of Jiang Mo and Shen Que's ambiguous relationship shot to the top of the trending searches, and the truth about Shen Que's identity as the head of the Shen family came to light. The Shen family was immensely influential, and to protect the reputations of both families' children, Old Master Shen sent Jiang Mo's father an engagement contract.

When the news broke, Jiang Mo was celebrating the end of her internship at a karaoke club. A row of handsome young male servers were attending to her, and she was having the time of her life when Shen Que's call came through.

The man's voice was deep and mellow. "What date do you want for the wedding? I'll come pick you up now."

One sentence, and Jiang Mo dropped her phone.

What the heck? Engagement?

She'd gone too far...

The next day, Jiang Mo slapped her resignation letter on Shen Que's desk. No matter how he tried to coax, intimidate, or tempt her, she wouldn't answer his calls. She vanished without a trace.

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At the graduation ceremony, the school specially invited a successful business leader to attend.

As Jiang Mo walked onstage in her cap and gown, she smiled and looked up, meeting the brazenly appraising gaze of someone in the audience.

Below, Shen Que sat in the front row, relaxed against the back of his chair, his long legs crossed elegantly. His languid gaze fixed on her, direct and sharp. The curve of his lips was enough to send a shiver through anyone.

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Bonus scene:

That night, someone gently lifted Jiang Mo's chin. The man's fingertips were rough and warm, his eyes curving in a bright, gentle smile. His voice was gentle, too, but his words were utterly wicked. "Keep insulting me. For every insult, I'll kiss you ten times."

Only later did Jiang Mo learn that he was gentle when coaxing her, gentle when calling her a good girl, and even more wickedly gentle when he teased her until she trembled, the corners of her eyes damp and red.

Coming next: Barren Fairy Tale

Zhou Yuhui x Nan Jia

The Nan family of Sujing had a beloved younger daughter named Nan Jia. Raised in the inner chambers from childhood, she was cherished and pampered.

That was what the rumors said, but no one had ever seen Miss Nan's true face. Some even spread rumors that the young lady was hideously ugly.

Later, someone released a video. Among picturesque mountains and waters, in a Jiangnan garden, Nan Jia stood by the railing wearing a pale pink, embroidered silk qipao with pavilion motifs and holding a round peach-blossom fan.

When the beauty turned her head in the video, she had delicate brows and clear, limpid eyes, and was graceful and captivating.

Later, an anonymous source revealed to the media that she was the seventh-generation successor to Kunqu opera's Du Liniang, secretly trained by Sujing Theater Academy for nine years.

When her identity came to light, everyone was astounded.

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Zhou Yuhui, head of the Zhou family, had held the reins of power for years and remained firmly at the top. His ruthless decisiveness inspired terror.

Though the man was blessed with handsome features, elegant and refined, as beautiful as an immortal, he was like a solitary plum branch bearing a cap of snow amid the glittering, extravagant world.

As distant and untouchable as the depths of winter.

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Then one day, the media revealed that these two people, who should never have crossed paths, were married and living together. The news left everyone stunned.

Later, the media captured snowflakes softly settling on the branches on a snowy winter night. The man had strikingly handsome, cool features. When he bent to lift Nan Jia out of the car, snowflakes fell from her long hair and landed on him.

He didn't mind at all. His voice was full of laughter. "Madam Zhou's stamina has improved today..."

The girl in his arms hurriedly covered his mouth. "Don't say it."

Zhou Yuhui kissed her, his voice low and husky. "All right. I'll keep quiet if you give me a kiss."

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Only later did Nan Jia realize that from the moment she put on that wedding dress, he had already plotted every move and carefully lured her into his trap.

He had never intended to let her go.

Theme: Love is the most beautiful emotion