Every favorite gives me the motivation to keep going.
[Absurdly Concise Version]
Ruan Jingcai: Ling Qi ruined me!
Ling Kong: Ling Qi ruined me!
Nie Chengkui: Ling Qi ruined me!
Ling Qi: ??
Lu Tingting: I don't want Ling Qi meddling!
Ruan Yi: I don't want Ling Qi meddling!
Shen Changping: Bro, I do!
Ling Qi: ...
Fu Rong: Ling Qi has a secret!
Officer Yang: Ling Qi has a secret!
Ling Qing: Daddy doesn't shower before climbing into bed with Mommy!
Ling Qi: Little kids shouldn't say things they don't understand!
[The Serious Version]
Ling Qi controls 5,000 branches of the Ling Group worldwide and has the perfect domineering CEO script, but his life is just a tiny bit miserable. His father doesn't care for him, his mother doesn't love him, and that's not even counting his unfaithful fiancée. But what is this about his wife running off while pregnant? The person closest to him is Officer Friendly, who drags him back to the station every few days. If he'd been born in ancient times, he would have lain flat and signed a confession.
Luckily, his wife secretly gave birth to his precious son. The father and son join forces to coax the CEO's wife back home. Otherwise, how would they ever get around to having a second child? A kid gets lonely and bored, so how can he do without a sibling?
Note: Aside from work, Mr. Ling spends every day either clinging to his wife or wanting her to cling to him.
[New Novel Coming Soon: Twisted, Yet Innocent]
That year, rain fell in early winter, and the wind was crisp and cold. She waited beneath a brightly colored umbrella like something from an oil painting, standing outside the company building and gazing down the road, yearning for him to appear.
Outside her umbrella, the rain joined into waterfalls, forming a transparent curtain of water. Strings of longing fell like pearls into her heart.
From beginning to end, her heart belonged to just one person.
She was afraid he'd get wet.
She was afraid he'd catch a chill.
In her numb hands, she still gripped another man's folding umbrella.
She didn't care how much she had to give. She only wished him a lifetime of peace and good health.
After three years of unrequited love, they could not be together. In the end, it had to turn twisted.
When she encountered another rainy winter day, she wasn't about to stand around outside like an idiot. When she learned he was getting "cozy" with another woman, she angrily tripped him into a muddy puddle, stole his umbrella, and brazenly declared, "So what if a man gets rained on?"
A sweet little one-on-one romance, with unrequited love but no heartbreak.
The story is silly, but the pacing isn't fast. Happy ending warning.
Theme: My fate is mine to decide, not my father's.
[Advance collection of new column articles - Book a secret love that is so sweet that it is so sweet] The copy is as follows: That year, it rained in early winter and the cold wind was crisp. She was waiting downstairs of the company holding a colorful umbrella like an oil painting, looking forward to seeing what happened. Outside the colorful umbrella, the continuous rain turns into a waterfall, a transparent water curtain, and strings of lovesickness are like beads, dripping in the heart. She always cared about one person. Afraid of getting him wet. Afraid that he would catch the cold. In her frozen hands, she held another man's broken-bone umbrella tightly. She doesn't care how much she pays, she just wants him to be healthy all his life. After three years of secret love, they failed to get married and eventually became distorted. If she encounters the same winter rain again, she won't stand outside. When she learned that he was having an affair with another woman, she angrily tripped him into a puddle, took away his umbrella, and said shamelessly: "What if a man gets caught in the rain?"