Moon Harbor

[My new novel, Jin Lan, is now out. Come check it out~] Tang Yueshu was the most rebellious one in her family. They had paved the way for her to live in luxury and become a glamorous rich wife. Without a word, she ran off to study in Paris. Her family cut off her cards, and for the first time, the pampered young heiress learned what it meant to work her way through school. Snow fell thickly through the Paris winter. Hurrying to work, she accidentally bumped into a fellow Chinese person, spilling his coffee onto her coat. The stain stood out starkly against the snow-white fabric. He was a gentleman and didn't blame her for being careless. Apologetically, he took out a handkerchief bearing the logo of a luxury brand and dabbed at the stain. Long fingers, sharply defined knuckles. Tang Yueshu looked up, caught off guard by how striking this stranger was in a foreign land. The stain wouldn't come out, so he left her his business card. Tang Yueshu had no intention of making someone else pay for her mistake. She left the card in the pocket of her coffee-stained coat and never took it out. A few days later, she saw him at the restaurant where she worked part-time. He was there with a friend, chatting and laughing. He recognized her at once. “Fancy seeing you again. Why didn't you get in touch with me?” His friend looked between them in amazement, as if they'd stumbled upon something fascinating. Tang Yueshu received compensation for her coat. A walking ATM who was practically begging to give her money: her first impression of Lin Chuan. The next time they met, Tang Yueshu was tutoring the son of one of his clients in Chinese. Paris didn't seem so big after all. You could run into a walking ATM around any corner. Later, the handsome man asked her gently indoors, “Are you short on money?” Here it comes, the classic line. Tang Yueshu had dealt with plenty of men who asked her that, but this time, she actually felt a little tempted. She said, “I need money, but I won't sell my body for it.” He replied, “I meant, would you consider working for me as a French translator?” Tang Yueshu: “...” As the heir to one of Hong Kong's top tycoon families, Lin Chuan had no shortage of suitable future wives picked out for him. He said he was too busy with work, and that making money was better than dating. During a two-month business trip to Paris, he met a beautiful but poor international student. When the trip was over, he returned to Hong Kong for a month, then flew back to Paris to retrieve the heart he'd left behind. Lin Chuan always thought his girlfriend came from an ordinary family, but worked hard, like a resilient little white flower reaching for the sun. Then, on a later business trip to the capital, he saw his girlfriend chatting and laughing among a group of rich second-generation heirs at a party attended by high society. She was the hostess. “...” The next novel, Jin Lan, is now underway Shen Jinlan first met Fu Chengwen when she entered the wrong room and pushed open someone else's door. The room was bustling. Young Master Fu wore a wine-red shirt with the top button undone. Men and women sat around him, and he looked every bit the playboy. Shen Jinlan didn't enter the room, but she soon saw the playboy again on set. As the original author and screenwriter, she was negotiating with an actress who wanted more scenes. As an investor, he was there to back the actress up. Later, Shen Jinlan and Fu Chengwen began a relationship with no intention of getting married. Fu Chengwen started dating a woman from the south. She said she never wanted to marry. His girlfriend spoke fluent Cantonese. She was gentle and considerate, never pried into his affairs, and never got jealous over baseless rumors. She even cooked for him. Young Master Fu liked her very much and believed she must love him just as much. He thought this was the kind of relationship that could last a lifetime. Until he wanted more and more. He wanted to occupy every part of her life. But his family had already chosen a suitable fiancée for him. Shen Jinlan broke up with him, and left without looking back. Young Master Fu couldn't move on. Then he discovered that one of the bestselling stories she'd written was based on her and another man. It was the very story he'd invested in adapting. She wasn't against marriage. She just didn't want to marry him. #Her vow never to marry was a lie# #The playboy came crawling back, only to find himself stranded# Theme: Work hard to create value of your own