The Whole World Prays for Me to Love Him [Reborn]

The day Yan Tuisong died, a heavy snowfall blanketed the Heavenly Gaze Lodge.

His blood stained the frozen plain red, but Li Huaixue didn't even look at him.

He only ran to his beloved, holding that person with tender concern. "Were you frightened? Why is there blood on you?"

Yan Tuisong's fingertips went cold, and his heart froze too.

That was my blood.

You don't want his love? Fine, then you won't have it.

So what if he was a substitute? So what if his face resembled that person's?

Even if he was lowborn, he still had his pride.

*

After enduring agony that pierced to the bone, Yan Tuisong opened his eyes. In the mirror was still that face, clear and radiant, too beautiful to be mortal.

Yan Tuisong sneered. Li Huaixue, you'll never find me.

Three months later, rumors spread through the martial world.

The Dao partner of Li Huaixue, head of the Xinning Sect and the greatest sword cultivator under heaven, had come back to life after dying at the Heavenly Gaze Lodge.

Li Huaixue nearly went mad. He issued a Guixu Contract, ordering his disciples to turn the world upside down and find Yan Tuisong.

When he saw Li Huaixue again, Yan Tuisong lowered his eyes and calmly said the name of Li Huaixue's beloved.

That should be enough to make him leave, right?

But Li Huaixue grabbed his wrist, his voice trembling, eyes filled with uncontrollable possessiveness. "Yan... Tuisong. I knew you'd come back."

Yan Tuisong gently pulled free, his voice calm and indifferent. "So what? Whether I'm alive or dead has nothing to do with you."

Li Huaixue's belated love finally became a snowstorm that buried him completely.

The once lofty, first-ranked sword cultivator, the person closest to the Heavenly Dao, became Yan Tuisong's dog. He still wanted nothing else and cherished every moment of it.

Ongoing novel next door: The Sickly Beauty Won't Be a Substitute Anymore

Chi Yuan waited faithfully for ten years and finally got together with Zhao Qishui.

Many people in their circle were waiting to laugh at him. Zhao Qishui's devotion to his beloved was plain for all to see. Did Chi Yuan really think he could melt that heart of ice?

Their happiness didn't last. In the fifth year of their marriage, Chi Yuan was diagnosed with heart disease.

Zhao Qishui ran himself ragged taking care of everything and wouldn't let Chi Yuan worry about a thing. He even gave up half his company's shares, all to help Chi Yuan live a few years longer.

Everyone said the past was in the past. Zhao Qishui had once loved his beloved so much, but now wasn't he the perfect husband, attentive to his every need?

But this perfect husband hid in the corridor to make a phone call while Chi Yuan was undergoing chemotherapy:

"Wait three more months, then I'll get a divorce."

"He's sick. I can't leave him now."

"Wait for me."

Chi Yuan smiled bitterly.

Maybe his heart disease was because it hurt so much to see Zhao Qishui still entangled with his beloved.

This was the price of being "devoted."

Upcoming novel: Spoiled by a Conservative Daddy After a Miscarriage

[An unknown, artistic, cool beauty bottom x an authoritarian, conservative top with a domineering streak]

The unknown arthouse actor Lin Yu'an finally made the trending list, and it was because a man had miscarried.

#LinYuanHasMiscarried#

#LinYuanIsIntersex#

#LinYuan'sTrashExBoyfriendChenJingchen#

Lying in his hospital bed, Lin Yu'an listened to his cheating ex mock him in a recording: "An intersex person is only good for a fling. Did you really think I'd marry him?"

His heart turned to ash.

Five years together, and in the end, all they had done was become a laughingstock.

The hospital room door opened, but the person who came in wasn't Chen Jingchen.

The man wore a tailored suit, his features stern and his presence imposing.

Chen Yanchuan stood beside the bed and looked down at Lin Yu'an, pale-faced. His voice was as detached as if he were handling business. "Chen Jingchen did something wrong. I'll compensate you on his behalf."

Lin Yu'an stared at him. Was this Chen Jingchen's "old-fashioned patriarch" big brother with the overbearing need for control, Chen Yanchuan?

All the hatred pent up in his heart surged to the surface.

"I want an apology," Lin Yu'an said through gritted teeth. "I want connections."

"And I want Chen Jingchen to serve me tea and water, then kneel down and wash my feet!"

Chen Yanchuan didn't even raise an eyebrow. "Fine."

He actually agreed to everything.

*

Later, Chen Jingchen wept in front of everyone. "Can't we go back to the way things were?"

Major-director collaborations and top-tier endorsements. Opportunities poured into Lin Yu'an's hands as if they cost nothing.

But in a room with no one else around

Chen Yanchuan knelt on one knee, holding Lin Yu'an by the ankle. His voice was low. "I'm going to break my promise about your third request."

No one else could touch his feet.

Lin Yu'an's cheeks flushed.

*

Chen Jingchen finally realized something was wrong. He rushed over in a frenzy to demand answers, only to see Lin Yu'an holding Chen Yanchuan's arm, smiling brightly.

Only then did he remember

That night, Lin Yu'an had used his brother's room key.

Whose child was it, really?

[One-line blurb]

My ex hurt me, and now my ex's conservative daddy is spoiling me.

Theme: Love yourself.