A Warm Breeze Dispels the Gloom

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Blurb ↓

[A cruel, clingy, unhinged young master × a steady, down-to-earth girl]

1.

Shu Fengtang stared at the young tech mogul speaking at a technology innovation conference. Wasn't that the boy she'd rescued from a haystack?

Inside the frame of the square elevator doors stood a large group of successful people in suits. At the center of the front row was Cui Jingyun, surrounded by people. His whole bearing radiated aloofness and arrogance.

The boy from back then had grown into a refined, distinguished man, but it seemed he didn't recognize her...

Shu Fengtang was given an assignment: she had to interview this tech tycoon.

After going to extraordinary lengths, she finally managed to secure the interview. The moment her editor heard, he perked up. "You actually got him to agree? You must be pretty capable!"

Shu Fengtang could only smile and rub her forehead.

Though the interview was finally set, she was worried about how it would go.

The interview officially began.

Shu Fengtang spoke first. "Mr. Cui Jingyun, we're very pleased that you've agreed to an interview with Qingfeng Magazine."

"Thank you."

Cui Jingyun nodded, his expression calm. "Thank you for giving me this opportunity."

Shu Fengtang deliberately skipped over what had happened several years ago, but somehow the conversation led right back to it.

She had no choice but to press on and ask what she already knew. "I think everyone is as curious as I am: what brought you to the countryside five years ago?"

Cui Jingyun parted his thin lips and continued in a calm voice. "It was an accident. Five years ago, I had a wingsuit-flying accident and fell into a small village, where I was rescued. For certain reasons, I stayed there and spent a year in the village."

Shu Fengtang put on an expression of surprise and concern. "Were you badly hurt?"

There was a brief silence.

Cui Jingyun gazed at her without changing expression.

A moment later,

he looked at Shu Fengtang. "What do you think?"

???

Everyone: !!!

Shu Fengtang could only grit her teeth and continue. "What did you do during that time?"

"Didn't you go to school?"

This time, the man across from her spoke as soon as she'd finished, his expression still blank and his voice edged with impatience. "Don't you already know?"

Shu Fengtang clenched her back teeth and gave an awkward smile. "You're joking. How would I know?"

The staff had been a little puzzled by the first few questions, but as soon as he said that, they all turned to stare at Shu Fengtang in shock, confusion, and curiosity.

Her face flushed red, then turned pale.

It was over. There was no way to continue the interview.

She decided to throw caution to the wind. "Mr. Cui, did you get bored living in the countryside?"

"No."

Shu Fengtang casually asked, "Why not?"

Cui Jingyun leaned back slightly against the sofa, relaxed and at ease. He crossed his legs and glanced at Shu Fengtang without much expression. "Because there was a fool who was dumb as a rock." How could he have been bored?

"How did you manage living in the countryside by yourself? Please tell us about it."

This time, Cui Jingyun didn't answer right away. He seemed to think for a moment.

"Wasn't I living with you?"

Everyone's jaws dropped!

Shu Fengtang: …

He was doing it on purpose. He absolutely was!

2.

Five years ago.

Shu Fengtang found a boy in the haystack in her family's yard.

He was covered in blood. Shu Fengtang hurried to save him, and only after she'd cleaned him up did she realize he was handsome. His sleeping face was serene, his skin fair, like a well-behaved prince.

The boy woke up the next day, and Shu Fengtang hadn't expected him to be so awful.

He was refined, but sharp-tongued, with an air that warned everyone to keep their distance.

His gaze was cold. "It'd be best if we stayed out of each other's way."

The two of them were forced to live under the same roof.

From then on, Shu Fengtang's life was like walking on thin ice...

One day, Shu Fengtang stopped the boy. "How rude. Shouldn't you call me big sister?"

The guy opposite her looked as if he'd just heard an unbelievable joke.

"Big sister? You, who roll around throwing tantrums in the pouring rain at the drop of a hat, want to be called someone's big sister?"

She saw him suddenly lower his head, then curl his lips and whisper in her ear, "It's going to snow in a couple of days. Don't tell me you'll be clutching your head and crying in the snow too, big sister~"

"At first sight of you, the warm breeze dispels my gloom."

■ Notes:

1. The leads' names are taken from the idiom "the warm breeze dispels gloom."

2. Forced cohabitation, long-planned romance, reunion after a long separation.

3. A mature younger man and a carefree older woman, with a four-year age gap.

4. Starts in the countryside, then moves to the city. Slow burn. Both leads are each other's one and only, in body and heart. Happy ending.

5. Thanks to the wonderful creator of the cover art.

My next novel is "Mad Bones." Please add it to your collection! Blurb below ↓

[A brash, cocky bad seed who doesn't give a damn × a good girl]

1.

Zhong Jing was afraid of the boy who was like a mad dog.

When she was little, she once saw him use a soaking wet rattan switch to beat down a whole line of big white geese trudging uphill.

The little boy crouched among the bloodied geese, smiling at her with cruel abandon.

She was so scared she ran off and lost one of her little shoes.

As luck would have it, Zhong Jing ran into the person she feared again.

On registration day at Nanhui High School, he strode through campus in his blue-and-white uniform, radiating confidence. His flawless face was full of reckless arrogance.

He had somehow become the excellent student everyone at school admired from afar.

But Zhong Jing alone knew he was no good.

During the first few days of school, she did her best to avoid him.

2.

Worse still, they weren't just classmates. They became deskmates.

He tossed a thick stack of textbooks onto the desk, swung a leg over and sat on top of it. His sharp brows lowered as he looked down at her, nearly squeezed into the corner by the wall.

He raised an eyebrow and smirked. "What? Afraid of me?"

Zhong Jing stared nervously at him with her dewy, fawn-like eyes. She nodded, then immediately shook her head.

The boy leaned toward her and suddenly raised a hand.

Trembling in the corner, Zhong Jing instinctively curled up into a ball. Even with her eyes squeezed shut, she managed to speak softly. "A class... class representative should set a good example and be... be kind to their classmates."

"Kind to your classmates..."

The expected punch never came. Instead, she heard a mischievous snicker.

On the day final exams ended, Zhong Jing couldn't resist taking out her phone and snapping a picture of the boy, who was lying face-down on his desk.

To her surprise, the boy woke with a start. His expression was unreadable, and his indifferent, roguish voice followed. "Do you like me?"

"I..."

Zhong Jing stumbled backward in fright, her face turning bright red. For a moment, she didn't know what to do.

A teasing glint flashed in the boy's eyes. He made a show of straightening his wrinkled clothes, then suddenly leaned over toward her, his posture languid. "Little deskmate, you're so well-behaved. Do you know how to kiss?"

3.

At their class reunion in their first year at work, thunder rumbled outside while everyone inside teased Zhong Jing and a male classmate about getting married.

Suddenly, the door was kicked open from the outside. A young man, distinguished and arrogant, stormed in furiously and looked down at her. He grabbed her wrist and yanked her out of the crowd, then pulled her forcefully into his arms.

"Kuang Bei, let go of me!"

She struggled, but couldn't get free, and finally gave up.

She saw the man's eyes were bloodshot. Like a gray wolf lowering himself before his mate, he spoke in a humble, wounded voice. "Who was the one who said she'd have my babies, and now wants to marry someone else?"

[Gray wolves mate for life and have only one partner. If one dies, the other lives alone for the rest of their life, until death.]

End

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