Taking the Stage [Rekindled Love]

[My completed novels next door: "A Heart Where the Wutong Meets Summer" and "Drawing Ears"] Please add them to your collection~

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Mutual salvation! From campus to the city! A broken relationship rekindled, with plenty of delicious angst!

Everyone at Ming High knew Shen Zhiyue was always chasing after Lu Yan.

The two things Shen Zhiyue said most often were, "Lu Yan, am I not pitiful enough?" and "Lu Yan, please protect me."

One was a peerlessly pure and gentle flower, the other an untamed wolf. People from two different worlds could never be together.

No one expected that one day they would stand side by side.

Some people thought:

Lu Yan hated every girl who threw herself at him, just like his name suggested, because he had yet to meet someone as sweet, innocent, and pitiable as Shen Zhiyue.

A man like him was most likely to fall for his first love.

And sure enough, after he had completely fallen, he called her and pretended to be cold. "Shen Zhiyue, if you dare betray me, I'll take you down with me."

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At the end of winter, they met for the first time after breaking up.

He held her hand, his deep voice full of reluctance and pleading. "Shen Zhiyue, tell me you love me."

"...Please."

The girl had become utterly cold. She pushed him away, her voice as icy as a dungeon. "Pretending to like someone is exhausting. Just let me go."

In this relationship, Lu Yan had never once been loved sincerely. He was nothing but a laughingstock.

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They met again at a party. Shen Zhiyue was being pressured to light a senior executive's cigarette. In the crowd, Lu Yan's face darkened, but just as he had before, he stepped forward.

He took her hand, leaned to one side, and lowered his hoarse voice. "Got a light?"

After the party,

Lu Yan blocked Shen Zhiyue's way. "Shen Zhiyue, do you like lighting men's cigarettes that much?"

Shen Zhiyue struggled. "Lu Yan, are you still unwilling to let me go?"

"Yes."

At the height of their standoff, two figures fell into the clear lake together.

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In this relationship, we were both too sure of ourselves. I thought you could never love me, and you thought I had never loved you.

[Bonus Scene]

After a call that ended in utter silence, Lu Yan immediately wrapped up work and rushed to Nanrong.

The moment Shen Zhiyue opened the door, a tall figure came rushing in with the chill of the early morning.

She was knocked down onto the sofa.

"Lu Yan..."

Lu Yan's exquisitely handsome face was so close it seemed unreal. On the verge of losing his senses, fury slowly rose in his deep eyes. "I don't give a damn about love anymore. I only want you!"

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Long-Planned Scheming VS Taking by Force

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A paternity test sent a pampered heiress, a once-in-a-generation painting prodigy, tumbling from her pedestal.

Her friends rejected her, her fiance betrayed her, and her once doting brother Jiang Huai conspired with the real heiress to cause a car accident, driving her out of the Jiang family and out of Beicheng.

Jiang Zao decided to fight back.

She thought of the handsome, disheveled man across the hall.

Rumor had it that the He family, one of the two titans capable of shaking the entire business world, had an only son whose name and face had never been revealed to the public.

Jiang Zao guessed that He Siyu was that young master.

On a quiet night, she knocked on his door.

Light spilled out into the hall. He Siyu reeked of alcohol as he leaned against the door and stared at her for a long moment. "I'm not wearing my hearing aids. Come in and talk."

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At the real heiress's wedding,

everyone saw that Jiang Zao was not living in desperate straits. She was still radiant and dazzlingly beautiful, and she had privately pledged herself to the young master of the He family.

Jiang Zao had guessed He Siyu's illustrious identity correctly, and she had also managed to infuriate someone half to death.

In a corner, Jiang Huai sat with one leg crossed over the other, swirling his wineglass with an impassive expression. But the vein throbbing on his forehead gave away his disguise.

After the banquet, Jiang Huai stopped Jiang Zao and demanded, "What is the meaning of this?"

"I want to piss my own brother off to death."

"I meant He Siyu."

3:

Later, netizens discovered that the two real young masters were openly and secretly competing, jealous over Jiang Zao, the fake heiress.

He Siyu showed off on Weibo the tattoo Jiang Zao had personally given him.

That night,

a torrential rain poured down, and the thunder was terrifying.

Jiang Huai, looking frail, pinned her to the cramped sofa.

He opened his shirt collar and took her hand, guiding it over his burning chest. His voice was low. "Give your brother a tattoo too, okay?"

"Right over my heart."

Jiang Zao struggled. "Brother, you're drunk."

"Just tattoo your name on me, okay?" Jiang Huai ignored her. "My white swan."

One day,

He Siyu successfully stole the white swan away from Jiang Huai.

The two of them flew to the great desert in the northwest.

He made roses bloom in the desert, and helped her grow a heart and soul again.

In a mobile tavern in the desert,

He Siyu took off his hearing aids and threaded his fingers into Jiang Zao's hair, kissing and biting her hungrily.

That was the first time she told him she loved him.

He held her down, his tongue lightly brushing her earlobe, and murmured, "If it hurts, bite my ear and get your revenge."

# The gentle, refined tycoon - her - the rebellious, sharp-tongued devil

Reading guide: Sweet romance! Both leads are each other's first and only! Happy ending!

Theme: Live well