Absolute Surrender

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Blurb:

◎Silly sweet girl x aloof, sensitive guy | Fake heiress x poor boy

◎Top-tier starlet x genius jungler | Roommates in a rented apartment

Fu Mingyue and Wen Ming'an have been in two relationships.

The first was when they were young. Because of a joke, she made a big show of pursuing him until he agreed to date her.

Her feelings were a mix of sincerity and pretense. Young Wen Ming'an took them seriously, only for things to end miserably, leaving him a laughingstock.

The second time was when Fu Mingyue was twenty and suddenly discovered she was a fake heiress, then got kicked out of her home.

With nowhere else to turn, she had no choice but to go to Wen Ming'an, whom she'd abandoned three years earlier.

Wen Ming'an took her in and treated her to all the good food and comforts she could want, only to end up getting dumped again.

Wen Ming'an had been deceived twice. There was no way he would fall for it a third time.

The young woman still threw herself into his arms as recklessly as she had in their youth. His eyes were frosty, his expression mocking. “Fu Mingyue, no one falls for the same person three times. I'm not that pathetic.”

But when she looked at him with bright eyes and promised, “Wen Ming'an, there won't be a third time,”

he believed her after all.

-The one who falls in love later loses everything.

[Reading Guide]

*An everyday slow burn, an unconventional second-chance romance

*The characters are not based on real people. Please don't attack the heroine.

*The esports elements are all fictional. Please don't compare them to reality.

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[Wolf and rabbit | Not related by blood | Gentle and obedient x ruthless]

Cong Jia first met Jiang Yin while studying in the United States. That day, she and her friends accidentally wandered into a dangerous area and got caught in a riot.

In the dim, chaotic upheaval, she was terrified out of her wits.

Amid the confusion, she crashed into a man's sturdy arms.

The man looked like a demon, yet stood as steady as a mountain amid the chaos. He held a gleaming silver knife, and no one dared approach him.

In her panic, Cong Jia clutched his clothes and pleaded with soft, beseeching eyes, “Please save me.”

The young man lowered his eyes, looking at the girl's delicate, frightened face. The cold blade in his hand lifted her exquisite chin.

As she stared at him in terror, he slowly moved the knife to her slender neck. He smiled viciously, as if he wanted to devour her. “Pretty women don't survive here.”

Cong Jia was terrified. She pressed her trembling lips together, tears glistening in her eyes but not falling. With her red lips and pearly white teeth, she looked so fragile and pitiful.

Jiang Yin saved her.

Jiang Yin was the eldest son of the Qin family, yet he'd been sent to the United States as a child. His passport was taken away and his financial support cut off, leaving him stranded there for over a decade. Growing up in a dangerous, lawless place had made him ruthless and wickedly cunning.

Everyone feared him and kept their distance, but Cong Jia had no idea she was walking straight into a tiger's den.

The next time she saw Jiang Yin, he was lying in a pool of blood, stabbed several times. He looked like the King of Hell had returned to the mortal world, and no one dared approach him.

Cong Jia was flustered, but still mustered the courage to repay the debt of saving her life.

She saved Jiang Yin, brought him back to China, and gave him a new identity and a new life.

The dignified eldest son of the Qin family lowered himself to serve as a personal bodyguard to the cherished daughter of the Shen family. Qin father was appalled and threatened to disown him.

Jiang Yin didn't care. He devoted himself to being Cong Jia's bodyguard.

Cong Jia took Jiang Yin in. Everyone looked down on him, but she alone never judged him and treated him well.

But she never imagined that her kindness would be repaid with betrayal, ultimately bringing about the Shen family's downfall.

Cong Jia hated him, hated him so much she wanted to kill him. For the first time in her life, she raised a knife and swung it at Jiang Yin.

The tip of the knife pressed against Jiang Yin's heart. Tears streamed down her face. “Jiang Yin, I hate you!”

By then, the man had become a god of death, his eyes brimming with murderous intent. He looked coldly at the girl who could barely hold her knife and roared, “Jiang Nian, your surname is Jiang.”

Cong Jia's surname wasn't Shen.

Theme: True love above all.