Can a Mute Be Protected and Cherished as a Wife by a Rich Young Master?

◇Prepublications: I'll Comfort My Little Deaf Wife! and The Beautiful Treacherous Official Enters a Rich-Family Novel. Please~ [Blurb]: Song Zhitai, born unable to speak, is a pretty little thing. Unfortunately, he lost both his parents, and by the age of seven his uncle had grown tired of him and handed him over to serve as a companion to the young master of the Lu family. It was a deeply unsettling situation. After all, according to rumor, Lu Yan'er, the pampered young master of the Lu family, had a terrible temper, no patience, and was impossible to approach. Say even half a word wrong and he'd hate you. What chance did a little mute who couldn't speak have? Everyone in the Lu family was worried. Even Lu Yan'er's cousin knew that, although a gang of troublemakers had recently shown up near the school, his cold, aloof younger cousin would never lift a finger to protect Song Zhitai. But when the cousin hurried over from the neighboring school to protect Song Zhitai, he saw his younger cousin Lu Yan'er beat him to it. Lu Yan'er signed, “He's mine,” then single-handedly knocked the ruffians to the ground? Lu Yan'er's cousin watched him ignore everyone and walk off coldly, his head full of question marks: ??? How had his cousin, who never paid anyone any attention, completely transformed while he was away? How had he become a little mute who knew sign language and protected people? * Rumor had it that the young master of the Lu family had a bad temper and was hard to approach. Song Zhitai was used to being alone. He actually felt at ease knowing he wouldn't have to deal with people or find ways to make them understand him. But then, at school, the young master of the Lu family coldly picked up his backpack. After school, the young master of the Lu family coldly handed him his favorite strawberry ice cream. They went to school together, came home together, and were together every moment of the day. Everyone teased Song Zhitai, Lu Yan'er's little sidekick, for sticking to him all day long. Surely Lu Yan'er must be sick of him by now, and it wouldn't last. But then When the flustered Song Zhitai accidentally splashed [cold] drink all over the young master's expensive suit... They saw the young master, who knew everything under the sun and spoke eight languages, the epitome of cool and ruthless, sneak off with every dessert and drink at the banquet that Song Zhitai liked, just to see the smile on his face. And after getting splashed with a drink, he rushed over in a panic, forgot every last bit of common sense, and worried about Song Zhitai instead: (Signing: Taitai, did you get burned?) Everyone: ... That was the day everyone found out that Song Zhitai might not make people lose their minds... But the young master of the Lu family had spent countless nights seriously learning sign language on his own, steadfastly holding to one belief: “I don't want Taitai to stand alone in a world where he can't make himself heard.” He'd signed for decades... and would keep doing so for much, much longer. Without a doubt. [Reading Guide] 1. A born mute, pitiful bottom × a tsundere, cold-faced rich-family top who becomes mute alongside his wife and spoils her without limit. 2. My friends' drawings of Yan'er and Taitai are on Weibo~ Come hang out with Juan Bao~ 3. Most of the sign language in this story comes from what my friends and I learn and use in class every day, as well as online references. All signs have sources, so I won't list them individually. 4. The illustrations I made with my friends are now available. All you lovely readers can enter the drawing, hehe. 5. I'll update typos as soon as I find them. No need to reread. Sending hearts~ 6. The character cards are temporarily down so they don't affect other authors' rankings. I'll put them back after the competition, mwah~ Prepublication: I'll Comfort My Little Deaf Wife! [School Life] Blurb: Xia Zhixing, who is hard of hearing, has a sweet, fair face. His gently trembling eyelashes always make people feel fond of him. The only thing that worried everyone was that, when he was seven, he stayed with the Lu family and had to live under the same roof as their most short-tempered young master. Rumor had it that this young master of the Lu family had a terrible temper. He never repeated himself, especially hated people who couldn't understand what he said or stared at him blankly because they couldn't hear clearly. Avoiding such offenses had practically become a rule the whole Lu family enforced. Lu Zhixing's father was at his wits' end. He rushed back from a business trip, afraid he'd be one step too late and find his son had beaten up his friend's child. But when he hurried to stop his son, he saw him carrying a plate of mango pudding and awkwardly signing to Xia Zhixing, “Do you like this?” Lu Zhixing's father: “...?” How had his little tyrant, who never paid anyone any attention, completely transformed in just one day away on business? He even knew sign language now? * Xia Zhixing, who was hard of hearing, had been a neglected, pitiful child since he was little. He'd gotten used to being alone. But Lu Jingchuan, the young master of the Lu family, was a constant source of trouble for him. Rumor had it that the Lu family's young master had a bad temper, kept his distance, and was impossible to approach. Xia Zhixing didn't mind. In fact, he felt relieved that he wouldn't have to spend time with him. But then there was a parasol whenever he went out. A little duck appeared whenever he took a bath. And someone else joined him in making bubbles. Xia Zhixing and Lu Jingchuan went to school together, came home together, and lived together. Everyone teased Xia Zhixing that since he was staying with the Lu family, he must be Lu Jingchuan's little sidekick. Until one day, they turned around and saw Lu, the, young, master, holding Xia Zhixing in his arms, nuzzling his soft hair and refusing to let go, earnestly coaxing him and signing to make up with him? Lu Jingchuan: (Sign: Do you like this? .JPG) Xia Zhixing: (Silent.JPG) Lu Jingchuan: (Sign: Then do you like this? .JPG) Xia Zhixing: (Turns away.JPG) Lu Jingchuan: (Runs around to the other side) (Sign: Don't be mad anymore.JPG) Lu Jingchuan: (Looking pitiful, begging for forgiveness) (Sign: It was all my fault. I shouldn't have secretly kissed you in a hurry.JPG) Later, everyone knew that Lu Jingchuan was the one Xia Zhixing could always rely on, the closest thing to an ear in Xia Zhixing's silent world. Prepublication: The Beautiful Treacherous Official Enters a Rich-Family Novel] Blurb: Lan Huang woke up one day to find he'd transmigrated into a flower-market novel as a miserable cannon-fodder character. The male leads would toy with him, use him as a substitute, torment him with melodrama, bully and humiliate him, and eventually abandon him when the story's beloved returned. Lan Huang: ... There were four male leads in the book. Each one coveted the story's beloved, but couldn't have him, so they turned their attention to Lan Huang, who kept luring all four into coming to him of their own accord. Lan Huang looked at the scene that was already underway: he'd sent his ** photos to the male leads. Next, the male leads, who'd been chatting online, would return to the country and force him to be a substitute... He immediately took a breath from an oxygen tank and grabbed a copy of The Treacherous Official's Handbook from the bookshelf. Then he quickly replied: Your Majesty, this humble subject presents you with a beauty. Are you pleased? The male leads A, B, C, and D imagined the original character's ugly, tear-streaked face. One after another, they canceled their flights: (...). What the hell? I don't need to go back to that family. The male leads were so put off by Lan Huang's bizarre reply that they couldn't stand it. They thought that if they ignored Lan Huang for a while, he'd give up on his new tricks and move on to someone else. But after being ignored once, then twice, and seeing the male leads cancel their flights, Lan Huang only got more excited. He doubled down, growing bolder with every setback...?? Late at night, male lead A was feeling down online Lan Huang, enjoying the whole mansion to himself: (gorging on milk tea, barbecue, fried chicken, and cola, while enthusiastically replying) Your Majesty is not down in the dumps! Your profound judgment is truly unparalleled throughout history! Whether it is matters of state in court or the most trivial details of the inner palace, you can sort them all out with perfect thoroughness. Your wisdom always cuts through my foolishness whenever I see it. Your foresight and strategies are truly a blessing to the whole world! Male lead A: ... That night, male lead B had just lost another game. Lan Huang, lounging with his legs crossed and enjoying dinner prepared by a five-star chef: The heavens can see Your Majesty's abilities. You are the true Son of Heaven. Though you have not yet won, this is merely a small trial from above. Your heroic performance in this game has deeply moved this humble subject. We are all utterly impressed by Your Majesty's talent and good judgment. Your Majesty! You put yourself on the battlefield to direct the fight, without regard for your own safety. This is the greatest blessing for all your subjects! Male lead B: ...? * Later, the story's beloved returned. Lan Huang retired after accomplishing his mission, leaving the house so the male leads and their beloved could torment one another with passionate love. But as soon as the door closed, Male lead A grabbed his suitcase. Male lead A: Lanlan's hands are so delicate. I'd never let you carry your own luggage, unlike certain people who are so heartless they ignore you. Male lead B: Of course I won't make you carry it. I bought Lanlan his favorite iced milk tea. Lanlan, I got ten cups. Which one do you like? Unlike certain people, I'm not careless enough to show up without preparing anything~ Lan Huang stared, dumbfounded, as male leads A, B, C, and D fought with the story's beloved over him. Amid the chaos, he didn't even notice everyone turning to him, waiting to see whom he wanted to acknowledge. Instead, just as the argument reached its loudest, Lan Huang looked at the elegant man stepping out of a car in the distance and broke into a cool smile. Lan Huang: “Hi, hubby~” The male leads and the story's beloved looked absurdly out of place in this beautiful scene, like they'd been edited into it: ...? Hubby? Where did this hubby come from?? [Bonus Scene] Lan Huang's boyfriend was a poor, pitiful guy Lan Huang had picked up off the street. He was handsome, tall, ambitious, and knew how to spoil people. He was a simple, honest man Lan Huang could bully as much as he wanted. Even if he lost control at night and kept going no matter how much he cried and begged, Lan Huang still thought his boyfriend was the perfect choice, much better than the main cast or that crazy villain! One day, Lan Huang clung to his boyfriend's arm, snuggling up to him while letting him kiss him again and again. But just as his clothes came off, a business card fell to the floor. Lan Huang picked it up without thinking and glanced at the name Xie Qian. Lan Huang looked up and met the man's warm, smiling eyes. Lan Huang: ... 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