Spoiled, Arrogant Heiress x Cautious, Ambitious Schemer
As the only daughter of a five-star hotel dynasty, Cheng Qianyue has always hated two things: people taking what belongs to her, and people telling her what to do.
She never dreamed that her place as the sole heir would be threatened by an illegitimate daughter who had appeared out of nowhere. But the board watched with cool indifference, investors hesitated and pulled back, and even her mother urged her to hurry up and settle on a marriage prospect.
To stabilize the situation, she set her sights on the person in charge of a hotel construction project. He had spent years living overseas and was highly capable, but had few connections. Someone like that, given just a little encouragement, would surely give it his all.
She thought she had picked the easiest person to work with and control. She never imagined that he also wanted to use her influence to reclaim his family business and the standing he had lost.
At last, one day, she brought her tool into her room, and they didn't come out all night. The docile dog had quietly bared his fangs, with just one thought in mind: bite her and never let go!
[Next Novel: The Coronation Game]
Clear-headed, self-serving black-hearted beauty x Proud hunter who cracks under pressure
Complicated forbidden romance between quasi-step-siblings / intense push and pull between mature adults, SC, HZC
At an exclusive finance salon, Wen Jiayin was stopped by the man behind her.
Leaning against a high table, the man looked at her with his narrow, flirtatious eyes, his gaze laced with bone-chilling mockery.
"Instead of wasting your breath on those old men, why not catch up with me?
Your mom was with my dad, after all. We know each other inside and out, don't we?"
"Run into someone you know?" her supervisor asked as he came over.
Wen Jiayin smiled brightly and stepped back with elegance. "Just exchanged a greeting. We're not close."
During the years she had lived under someone else's roof, she had seen more than enough of Pei Youlin's lofty airs.
But back then, all she could do was keep a blank face and pretend he didn't exist.
Now, she wore her most perfect professional smile.
Late at night in a hotel, Pei Youlin cornered Wen Jiayin by the bed, his gaze icy.
He asked tentatively, "I heard you're pretty close with the chairman here?"
Wen Jiayin didn't answer his question.
Instead, she met his lips and casually hooked a finger into his belt.
"Did you come all the way here in the middle of the night just to ask me that, Mr. Pei?"
[Coming Soon: Moonlit Glaze]
Contradictory saintess x Dark, ghostly man, uncle-nephew love triangle
At eighteen, He Yinghan met Mei Yanheng for the first time.
That was the year the He family's century-old silver shop reached its end.
The display cases that had once been filled with jewelry were empty, and the last collection left by her grandmother was about to go up for auction.
Everyone told her that the old things couldn't be kept.
Only Mei Yanheng told her, "What is truly precious doesn't care who possesses it for a little while."
That day, she remembered the man standing beneath the spotlight and bought an old ring nobody else wanted.
Eight years later, she finally became the person standing by Mei Yanheng's side.
She thought she had finally caught the moonlight she'd chased since she was young,
forgetting that it was the quiet, reserved boy behind her who had created the opportunity,
helping her draw closer to the light she had admired for years.
Until Mei Yanheng told her, "I think we'd be better off as family."
That night, He Yinghan drank herself into a stupor and collapsed in her bedroom.
In the darkness, a man wiped away the tear at the corner of her eye and whispered in her ear, "Sis, I told you a long time ago. You just wouldn't believe me."
Chipped gemstones, snapped gold wires, tarnished pearls... Mei Chengjing had repaired countless broken pieces of jewelry.
He knew that many things in this world could shine even brighter after being mended.
But when it came to this woman's heart, he had no idea how to put it back together.
Moonlight streamed through the cracks in the glass lamp, illuminating her tearful eyes and flushed lips.
Theme: Accepting one's true self
