The Night Is Damp

The tension is off the charts in "Dinner at Home Together After We Break Up." Please add it to your collection~

Status gap | Reunited after a breakup | The powerful one bows to love | Kept lover | Age gap

Distinguished tycoon x female college student

At a Paris society gala, blond, blue-eyed tycoons gathered in droves, but the man seated at the head table was a Chinese man with black hair and dark eyes.

People he had only ever seen in financial news bowed and fawned as they toasted him. Jiang Chuunian held his glass in one hand, and merely letting the wine touch his lips was already a generous gesture.

Yu Tingxia, struggling to make ends meet while studying abroad, knew she and he were worlds apart. Who would have thought she would receive a gold-embossed business card from his secretary?

"Miss Yu, Mr. Jiang needs a female companion. You would be perfect."

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Late one night, the man stood by the window. His suit trousers were creased, yet he remained impossibly untouchable.

The fine snow was damp. Yu Tingxia rose from bed and pulled on a robe. A vivid red kiss mark showed at the hollow of her slender, pale neck. "Sir, you promised before that I would decide when this ends."

"Have you thought it through?"

"I have."

The man stubbed out his cigarette. His deep-set eyes and brows looked faintly hazy through the smoke. He nodded indifferently. "As long as you don't regret it."

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In other people's eyes, Jiang Chuunian was stiff and solemn, composed and dependable.

No one could have imagined that he would fly halfway around the world for a woman, arriving wrapped in snow and wind at a wildlife reserve in Mozambique.

The man, usually so refined and aloof, lowered his eyes to look at her. Exhausted after traveling day and night, he spoke in a hoarse yet solemn voice:

"Yu Tingxia, would you consider starting over with me?"

P.S. The blurb was screenshotted on 2024/1/6

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The tension is off the charts in "Dinner at Home Together After We Break Up." Add it to your collection:

As procurement manager for a smart home project, Zhong Lingjia hosts a banquet for Han Beiheng, CEO of the group that monopolizes chip supplies.

Looking at the man in his tailored suit, she smiles without a hint of change in her expression. "Mr. Han, long time no see."

Fireworks outside the window shine like gold, illuminating his sharply defined features. Han Beiheng's expression is utterly cool. "Please have someone else from your company handle this project."

His words are devoid of warmth. Zhao Manshi's words, "Dad said to come home for dinner," catch in her throat.

In that moment, she suddenly thinks of the seventh year Han Beiheng spent living at her house.

Her parents had already gone to bed when her fever reached 39.2 degrees. He carried her to the hospital through the bitterly cold wind.

Her forehead burning, she pressed against his neck in a daze and murmured, "You like me too, even if you won't admit it."

The refined young man pressed his lips tightly together as he trudged through the squeaking snow, one step sinking deeper than the next. Only after a long while did he scold her in a low voice and tell her to stop being ridiculous.

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In the height of summer in 2018, the global economy was in decline. Han Beiheng became one of the few beneficiaries of the chip crisis, rising in one fell swoop to become a new business-world elite.

Everyone said he was cold and ruthless, with a pride that could never be broken, and that he would never bow his head to anyone or anything.

Only Zhao Manshi knew that Han Beiheng, so proud and unyielding in the eyes of outsiders, returned to that impoverished little town every year after they got back together, traveling day and night to get there.

In the damp mud before her mother's grave, he knelt for an entire night.

"A marriage certificate they can't get, the person they can't let go of"

- They are staying with her family. The leads are not related by blood and are not on the same household registration.

Theme: A journey of growth on the road, protecting wildlife