The Eighth Year After My Wife's Death

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Jiang Zhi arrived eight years after her own death.

Eight years ago, she'd been married for a year, had never met her husband, and died in a car accident.

With nowhere to go, she called every number she could think of, but couldn't reach anyone.

An Audi Horch lit up the road ahead of her.

The man who got out was dressed in a suit, refined and dignified, mature and composed. "I'm Zhong Luting."

"I'm also your husband."

Jiang Zhi: Huh?

The man was nothing like the wild, tattooed playboy of the rumors.

Mr. Zhong took her home. Jiang Zhi assumed their marriage had only been a matter of mutual convenience, with no feelings involved.

But on the night the man she loved appeared, her powerful husband got drunk, held her in his arms with red-rimmed eyes, and called her name in a hoarse voice.

"You're finally back. I've missed you so much."

"Stop loving my brother. Can't you look at me instead?"

No one knew that at the southwest Kun position in tech mogul Zhong Luting's home, a statue of Maitreya Buddha was enshrined year-round.

He prayed neither for wealth nor for safety.

But wherever he moved, he would light three sticks of incense in front of the shrine that represented the mistress of the house.

Maitreya Buddha is the Buddha of the future.

For eight years, the firm materialist and founder of an AI tech company, Mr. Zhong, knelt in prayer to the gods and Buddhas every night, asking them to grant him the chance to marry his dead wife again.

The beloved he'd admired with all his heart since he was young.

When his reputation was in ruins and others had him under their thumb, he went to great lengths to marry her. By the time he reached the top and returned from abroad in glory, all he had left of Jiang Zhi was news of her death. Not even her bones could be found.

In the eighth year after his wife's death, Mr. Zhong's wish came true.

[Bright and sunny sweetheart X brooding, obsessive widower]

#Rival suitors fighting over her #His wife comes back to life after eight years of mourning #Reborn white-moonlight romance

#Mutual healing, the male lead is head over heels, the female lead doesn't realize she's loved at first, the male lead was a jerk early on, then chases her in a desperate bid to win her back, powerful man bows his head

#One-on-one / both virgins / happy ending / daily updates at 9 p.m. / fictional setting

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Ning Zhen read a period novel. The main villain, Meng Shu, came from a family with a bad class background, so his whole family was sent to three remote farms, scattered far apart.

Meng Shu should have had a bright future, but instead he had to live under someone else's roof, never getting enough to eat or warm clothes, and enduring contempt and abuse. To fill his stomach, he gradually went astray.

He became increasingly obsessive, sinister, and villainous, eventually becoming a textbook high-IQ criminal case at a provincial public security meeting.

Halfway through the book, Ning Zhen sighed with regret:

If only someone had protected him from the beginning.

The next second, she nodded off and transmigrated into the book, becoming the vicious cousin who bullied the villain most cruelly.

The original cousin liked the male lead, but was vain about her beauty. She often ordered Meng Shu, who had a crush on her, to do her chores, and constantly humiliated him.

And the ending? Naturally, she and Meng Shu both ended up in a police report as criminals.

As the victims.

Newly transmigrated Ning Zhen was trembling with fear.

At the same time, Meng Shu was trembling in fear too, curled up in a dark little room.

The boy, freezing and starving, was on the verge of passing out when a small hand offered him a steaming, fluffy white-flour bun.

Ning Zhen said shakily, "Eat up."

Strangely, after Meng Shu finished eating, she stopped trembling too.

Gradually, Ning Zhen realized that whenever Meng Shu plotted to hurt someone, she got nervous right along with him; when he was happy, her mood lifted too; and when he was injured and bleeding, she was in so much pain she couldn't speak.

Ning Zhen understood: she and the villain had become emotionally linked.

So she began trying every way she could to guide this clever, gloomy boy onto the right path.

According to the book's plot, he would be caught and executed by firing squad at twenty-five.

But this time was different. Meng Shu passed twenty-five and became a model young man who had made his way from the village to the city compound.

Ning Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, but this time she noticed that Meng Shu's gaze toward her was gradually changing.

Their shared feelings told her that every time he saw her, his heart started racing.

On the rainy night Ning Zhen decided to keep her head down and run away, this young big shot defied orders without hesitation and chased her to the ends of the earth.

He held her captive in his arms, greedily and possessively breathing in her scent. "Little sister, can you no longer feel what big brother feels this time?"

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