After I Played with the Young Master and Abandoned Him

A Ning had a secret she couldn't tell anyone: she wasn't a noblewoman at all, but a farm girl who had taken someone else's place.

To repay a debt of gratitude, her uncle told her to find a way to attach herself to the Cui clan of Qinghe, or at the very least marry into a powerful family.

A Ning racked her brains and did as he asked.

But one day, she had a dream. In it, a young master of the Cui clan seduced her and then abandoned her. In the end, her true identity was exposed, and she was sentenced to death by poisoned wine.

A Ning was beside herself. She had already arranged to enjoy tea and paintings with the Third Young Master Cui tomorrow, stroll by the lake with the Fourth Young Master Cui in a few days, and play polo with the Fifth Young Master Cui a few days after that. Then there were Young Master Pei, Young Master Yan...

Which of these men was easy to deal with? What if she accidentally got involved with someone from her dream?

Terrified, A Ning's heart nearly leaped out of her chest. She turned her attention to the man who had always treated her with icy indifference, a man of high rank and considerable wealth.

Even a little money slipping through the gaps between his fingers would be enough to give her a comfortable life.

But on the day she planned to take her leave after accomplishing her goal, everything spiraled out of control.

The young master cornered her beneath the artificial hill, his large hand gripping her waist without mercy. She could see soft flesh spilling out between his fingers.

“C-Cui Yan, you can't do this.”

“A Ning seems so afraid of me, yet she provokes me. Why be afraid?” His face remained refined and elegant, but an undercurrent she couldn't understand churned in his eyes.

Wah, how scary! She swore that what happened in bed that night was an accident. She absolutely hadn't been lusting after a handsome man. Besides, hadn't he always looked down on delicate, affected women?

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Looking at the beauty before him, radiant as a flower, with those innocent, pitiful, watery eyes and a look as if she might cry at any moment, Cui Yan's gaze grew darker.

For several months, he had been dreaming of a woman.

In his dreams, they made love every day, but he didn't know who she was.

It wasn't until Song Jianing entered his household, with her fair skin, slender waist, and sparkling eyes exactly like the woman in his dreams, that he recognized her.

Just like in the dream, she was shamelessly flirting with every promising young man who came to the household, and now she wanted to use the same tricks to seduce him.

Clumsy, obvious, vulgar.

He knew she was approaching him with an ulterior motive, and he also knew she would come to need him and wouldn't be able to leave easily.

At first, he treated her like a new little plaything to tease, looking out for her and protecting her. Later, he thought it wouldn't be bad to give her a title and keep her by his side. But then one day, she showed up dressed in an adorable little outfit, blushing as she told him she was going to marry someone else.

Fine. Just wonderful. A murderous fury rose in Cui Yan's heart.

#She runs off after having her fill. Does she think she can pretend it never happened?#

"A curvy, gorgeous crybaby beauty" x "a refined scoundrel of a young nobleman, composed and aloof on the outside, a carnivore underneath"

"Soapy Mary Sue melodrama. The heroine is not a farm girl, and the hero does an excellent job of winning himself over."

"The hero falls first. The heroine thinks she's being calculating, but she's actually adorable."

Theme: Those who are cherished often take it for granted. Learn to treasure them.