[Upcoming story blurb]
Scatterbrained beauty coach x taciturn swimming genius
Healing each other
Situ Langlang always thought that only the moon and the waves knew how she had hidden away on that remote island, sobbing her heart out.
Ding Fang would never tell her that on that silent night when he was fifteen, the world in his eyes was still and calm.
Only the moon and the waves knew how he had run to her.
[Story blurb]
Zhao Mengmeng always felt she had no way to live her life well.
So, just days after unexpectedly running into her ex again, under the crushing pressure of her family's insistence that she marry, she hastily married him.
Her ex, Nie Yuanzhou, had once been carefree and unruly, immature and sharp-tongued, and nonchalant about everything.
But he declared bankruptcy, and overnight went from a rich young heir to a down-and-out man working on a film set, eating and drinking at her expense while acting sweet and obedient.
Until one day, when she was tipsy and had him pinned beneath her on the bed, she suddenly sensed something was off.
"Why do I feel like you're playing me?"
"I waited for you to come to me, but you didn't." He rolled over and pinned her down, holding her hands above her head. His thin lips pressed against hers, his voice growing softer.
"So I had to come to you."
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Zhao Mengmeng later decided that this marriage wasn't so bad.
Her bargain husband was great in bed, excellent at housework, and didn't demand a clingy relationship.
Until one day, the news reported that Lu Zhiyao, head of the Lu Group, was out with her only son.
In the video, Nie Yuanzhou looked impassive as he casually carried his female companion's one-of-a-kind handbag and opened the car door for her.
Then he called her "Mom."
Zhao Mengmeng, who was working at the Lu Group: ?
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Zhao Mengmeng felt betrayed. Zhao Mengmeng wanted a divorce.
Then Lu Zhiyao, a director of the Group, appeared in front of her, carrying the expensive handbag from the video and gracefully handing her an old, yellowed photograph.
It showed her sneaking a liqueur-filled chocolate in class, one cheek puffed up, glaring sideways at the photographer, with a little juice stain on her red scarf.
On the back of the photo was a line of childish writing.
I hope I can eat with Moumou every day.
Zhao Mengmeng remembered that when she was in elementary school, a transfer student had joined her class. He was chubby and spoke unclearly, always mispronouncing her name as "Moumou."
Lu Zhiyao smiled with gentle elegance.
"That's right. He's my son, your husband now."
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A rushed marriage that turns to love, rekindled romance, then a light pursuit-after-regret arc. A light, sweet story. Hope you enjoy reading!
Theme: Spring is here, so it's time to live life with a positive attitude.
The next book [arrogant and beautiful coach x taciturn swimming genius] will be released in June. It is really open and is already being saved! Hey guys, take a look at the pre-collection The following advance receipt copy: After Situ Langlang retired due to injury, he took a year of silence and returned to his alma mater to become a coach. She picked up a boy in a small fishing village by the sea and took him on the road of professional swimming until he won the world championship in just five years. People say that this was a talent transfer from a genius who died midway, and thus the legend of Ding Fang was born. It's a pity that Legend never appears on social networks, so people lamented that it was a waste of his face and body that were favored by God. After Situ Langlang posted congratulations to Ding Fang for winning the championship, in the early morning of that day, an account named D forwarded her Weibo post. She clicked in and found what seemed to be a person's secret love diary. "She said I have talent. I'm so happy." "She drank a lot. This is the first time I saw her drunk... I'm not strong enough to protect her." "When can she see me?" "I have two lives. The first time I saw her, the second time I met her. " There are nearly a thousand Weibo posts, and every one of them mentions her. The next day, a yellow V appeared behind the letters of the account, and the verification instructions were written in a row. ——Professional swimmer, Ding Fang. Situ Langlang always thought that only the moon and the waves knew how he was crying while hiding on that remote island. But Ding Fang would not tell her that in the middle of the night when he was fifteen years old, the world was silent and the world in his eyes was calm. Only the moon and the waves knew his movement toward her.
He calls me Nie Yuan sometimes, sometimes Nie Yuanzhou. I swear his name is really Nie Yuan.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh are they linked to the delicious food! But did my wife write her name wrong? Wasn't it Nie Yuan?
Get married, immediately, immediately
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