The Golden Fleece [Rekindled Romance]

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Rekindled romance | Mutual pining | Marriage

Flirtatious beauty x the aloof, untouchable man she left behind

1.

Tan Jie was sent abroad by her parents to study and lived at her uncle's house.

One day, a boarder came to stay with the family.

The young man had a cool, distant expression and was taciturn. He glanced at her from the corner of his eye, then lowered his gaze again, showing no interest in making conversation.

With no one else around, Tan Jie found the nerve from somewhere to take his hand on impulse.

"Want to date me?"

The next moment, the girl rose onto her tiptoes and gently kissed his lips.

In the moonlight, the young man's ears turned scarlet.

"...We can give it a try."

Countless times, they kissed in the dark attic, their fingers resting on each other's waists. Tan Jie whispered into his ear, smiling as she promised him forever.

Later, Tan Jie changed her mind.

Thinking it over, she and Ji Liao had simply been two people stranded in a foreign country, with no other choice but to hold each other for warmth.

When it was time to part, Ji Liao pushed through the crowd and blocked her way.

Tan Jie looked up to meet his gaze. "Sorry, I have plans."

The man stared at her face, his hands tightening unconsciously.

"Who do you want to see besides me?"

2.

Years later, at a gathering.

The poor, awkward student had transformed into the heir to a top-tier wealthy family. Everything that once seemed beyond reach was now within easy grasp.

Amid the clinking glasses, someone took advantage of the alcohol to gossip.

"I heard Mr. Ji studied abroad when he was younger and had a girlfriend. What happened to her?"

Ji Liao answered casually, "She dumped me."

Tan Jie finally understood.

Ji Liao hadn't cared about their breakup back then. From beginning to end, she was the only one who had fallen so deep that she'd trapped herself in her own web.

She kept up a calm facade, but on the night she returned to the country, she hid in her apartment and drank herself senseless.

"Could you come pick me up? Thanks."

In the underground parking garage, Tan Jie called a friend.

Behind her, a familiar, deep voice spoke.

"Why didn't you ask me to take you?"

Tan Jie paused, ignored him, and turned to walk away.

The world spun. A long arm pulled her into an embrace, and Ji Liao pressed his lips to hers, leaving her no room to catch her breath.

The man's voice was hoarse. His usually gentle, cool tone now carried an indescribable resentment.

"I'm asking..."

"If someone else can, why can't I?"

[The title comes from Greek mythology and refers to the end of an ideal and happiness.]

Reader's Guide:

1. They reunite right at the beginning. The story focuses on the push and pull of their relationship, with the past appearing only in flashbacks.

2. One-on-one romance, both each other's first love, happy ending. The leads only love each other from beginning to end.

3. The setting is entirely fictional. Please don't compare it to real life.

4. The characters aren't perfect. This is a growing couple who help and heal each other.

5. The heroine and the male supporting character aren't related by blood. A heads-up in advance to avoid misunderstandings~

Blurb revised on 6/14 and 7/9.

Apologies for the marked update caused by revisions.

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Blurb for my next book, Snuffing the Flames:

Divorce first, love later | The hero is completely devoted

1.

During the years when stories about women being kept by powerful men were all the rage, Lian Lang became a laughingstock known to everyone in Beijing's upper circles.

Cold by day, hungry for pleasure by night. Countless men and women spent half their lives hoping for a title, only to waste their youth and leave in disappointment.

They all said Lian Lang had been with Rong Jin for seven years.

Her unwavering gentleness and obedience had never warmed the man's heart. When the rainy night came, she left with her luggage, announcing her defeat.

A woman covered in the gloom of wind and snow, still dreaming of marrying into a wealthy family. It was nothing but a fool's fantasy.

Years later, at a nighttime yacht party, Lian Lang appeared among the crowd.

After all this time, she wore only light makeup and still looked breathtakingly beautiful.

By then, she had become a superstar in the entertainment industry.

Someone who couldn't stand the sight of her mocked her.

"I heard you were with Young Master Rong for so many years, but you still ended up going your separate ways."

Lian Lang smiled, charming and radiant.

"We did go our separate ways, but... it was at the civil affairs bureau."

She then slowly took a red booklet from her bag.

Three clear words were printed on the cover: Divorce Certificate.

2.

Rong Jin was cool and detached, held a position of power, and had never been involved in a romantic scandal.

Except for Lian Lang.

To others, she was the one exception.

With a marriage contract, they agreed to get what they each needed.

He gave her support and a helping hand, and from then on Lian Lang's career soared as she broke free of her shackles.

Later, Lian Lang handed him the agreement they'd made back then.

"It's been a long time, Mr. Rong. You must be tired of this by now. Why don't we get divorced?"

He gazed at the few lines in the agreement, his eyes darkening.

"Miss Lian, your ability to guess what others are thinking is truly below par."

The man wore a cool, expressionless look as he tore up the agreement and threw it in the trash.

"Since we both got what we needed, we should return the favor. But I have yet to see what you have to offer, Miss Lian."

Lian Lang scoffed.

"We have a good time together every night. Was Mr. Rong's panting fake, too?"

He rose and drew her into his arms.

"It's not enough. I want more."

For you, a thousand times, ten thousand times.

I set myself on fire,

and did it willingly.

Theme: Love is a fire that never dies.