Name: Midsummer Desire: Reunited After Heartbreak
Author: Yi Xu

Synopsis

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My next book is "Openly Wanting What I Shouldn't": a polished scoundrel x a gentle, refined beauty. Please add it to your reading list, loves!

This book:

A brash, fiery young nobleman from Beijing's elite circles x a pure-hearted, gentle heiress

Rekindled romance|The cocky guy wins her over|The playboy turns over a new leaf

Blurb:

On a quiet, lonely night,

a Koenigsegg was parked by the roadside.

Inside, a man casually smoked, a cigarette held between his long fingers.

The woman in the passenger seat leaned over and pointed out the window, speaking in a sweet voice. “Young Master Jin, look. Those people across the street are kissing.”

Bo Zhongjin raised an eyebrow and glanced over casually. Sure enough, a man and a woman were kissing beneath a streetlight.

The woman was pure yet undeniably sexy. The beautiful scene only made his eyes grow darker and more intense.

The woman in the passenger seat asked meaningfully, “Young Master Jin, do you want to kiss someone?”

Bo Zhongjin chuckled lazily. “Sure.”

“Then go kiss her.” The woman beside him was flattered and urged him on.

Bo Zhongjin exhaled a ring of smoke, then glanced over there again. A low laugh escaped his throat.

“If I get out and kiss her, won't she slap me?”

“…Huh?”

Earlier, he'd pulled her into the next room and kissed her once. She'd slapped him so hard his face still hurt.

She'd always been the harshest with him.

She hit hard and said even harsher things.

-

Stealing someone else's love gets easier the second time around.

Later, Bo Zhongjin finally got to kiss those luscious red lips again.

He insisted on pulling her beneath that streetlight, recreating the scene he'd witnessed that night.

Kissing her again and again, he demanded, “Xiaxia, who's the better kisser, me or that guy who stole what was mine?”

“Think carefully before you answer.”

#The scent reaches you before the slap

#You still haven't kicked your habit of stealing other people's love

#Back in the country, back to my old line of work, and back to an old flame

Notes:

1. Both leads are each other's first and only. “Playboy” mainly refers to the male lead's personality; he's faithful in both body and heart.

2. No one is perfect. Neither lead is written as a flawless character.

3. This is heavily fictionalized and set in an alternate world. Please don't compare it to real life.

Blurb written on 2024/1/28 (screenshot saved)

VB: Xuxu Is Not Allowed

End of advance blurb

"Openly Wanting What I Shouldn't"

Polished scoundrel x gentle, refined beauty.

“If you really love me, you'll come back to me on your own.”

1.

Ji Yu never expected to run into Cheng Yeshu again.

Things between them had ended badly back then.

The man's face was stern, and the aura around him was even colder than it had been in high school. His gaze, full of possessive intent, fixed on her.

At the time, Ji Yu was being pestered by a blind date and felt so awkward she wanted the ground to swallow her.

She thought Cheng Yeshu would simply walk away, but instead he came over to rescue her, took her slender wrist, and pulled her into his arms.

Ji Yu was about to thank him when Cheng Yeshu's cool voice sounded above her head. “Found someone new?”

Ji Yu froze for two seconds, then slowly looked up. Her gaze met Cheng Yeshu's arrogant phoenix eyes, just as proud as they had been in high school.

“I thought you were so devoted. Back then, you wouldn't even break up when I told you to.”

2.

One glimpse of Ji Yu in high school had left Cheng Yeshu captivated for years.

After all those years apart, when they met again, he decided to use a few tricks to keep this “canary,” who'd looked down on him since high school.

In the presidential suite on the top floor of a hotel,

Cheng Yeshu held a cigarette between his fingers, his eyes frighteningly dark as he leaned against the table and quietly watched Ji Yu.

After a long while, he narrowed his eyes and looked through the wisps of smoke at Ji Yu, standing by the bed with her back ramrod straight.

Cheng Yeshu studied every flicker of expression on her face and curled his thin lips into a smile. “If I remember correctly, Miss Ji not only firmly rejected my proposal yesterday, but also called me a scoundrel.”

Ji Yu met his gaze without backing down. “Are you not?”

Cheng Yeshu lowered his eyes and let out a quiet laugh.

Then he stood and walked toward her, step by step, forcefully wrapping an arm around her waist. He felt her trembling.

He leaned close to her ear and murmured, “Mm. Haven't you thought that since high school?”

“When a scoundrel wants you, can you really say no?”

3.

Keeping a canary comes at a high price.

Especially when she defies you at every turn.

Unfortunately, before he'd even tamed her, the canary slipped away while no one was watching.

If you keep a canary, it only truly belongs to you if it can fly away and still come back.

Cheng Yeshu thought he'd imprisoned Ji Yu. Little did he know that in this game, Ji Yu had held his heart captive from beginning to end.

He was the one who was wretched and pitiful, a prisoner