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As the young master of the wealthy Qi family, Qi Shijin is exceptionally mysterious.
Whenever he appears in newspapers, all they show is a blurry shot of his back in a perfectly fitted suit.
Qi Shijin never thought there was anything wrong with his identity, until
During a typhoon, Sheng Guanyin, who worked at the Qi family's horse ranch, mistook him for a drenched stray with nowhere to go and took him in.
They knew each other for two months and dated for forty-five days.
They broke up on the forty-sixth day, Sheng Guanyin's birthday. Qi Shijin took her to the ranch where they had first met.
Custom fireworks lit up the valley, and at the far end were countless roses made of jewelry.
They were dazzlingly beautiful, ostentatious and extravagant.
He tried to take Sheng Guanyin's hand, but she pulled away, tears falling onto the back of his hand.
"Qi Shijin, don't think I care about your stinking money."
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For Sheng Guanyin, their relationship had been far too much of a luxury.
She had never imagined she could have anything to do with the Qi family. Rather than face their unequal status and his condescending charity, she'd rather leave cleanly.
She left as planned. Before boarding, she glanced at a newspaper in the waiting room. A photo of Qi Shijin leaving alone that night had made the gossip pages of every major outlet.
"Qi Second Young Master channels King You of Zhou, burns a ranch full of U.S. dollars to win her heart."
"Working girl refuses marriage proposal. Qi Shijin gets slapped, blushes, and goes on a crazed rampage around the mountains, heartbroken and helpless."
Sheng Guanyin stopped and hesitated for a few seconds, but didn't look back.
Not far away, the man's face was hidden beneath a mask. His gaze was unreadable, and his clenched hand slowly fell to his side, its palm slick with blood.
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Years later, a friend let slip that Sheng Guanyin was returning to the country to take part in a career-focused reality show. Just as everyone was worrying that Qi Shijin would make trouble, they heard a cold chuckle.
Qi Shijin looked up casually. "We're not close. I'm not interested."
As soon as the show began airing, news broke that its biggest sponsor would personally join the filming. Sheng Guanyin didn't take it seriously, assuming it was some boss who loved looking young and showing off.
Until
On camera.
Meeting Qi Shijin's amused gaze as he lounged on the bed, Sheng Guanyin glanced at the chart. "Qi Shijin in bed five, right? It's almost time for your examination. Are you nervous?"
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At the wrap party.
As the sponsor, Qi Shijin made a brief appearance, then went upstairs to rest with a friend.
He avoided the glasses of wine, and everyone turned their eyes to the back of his hand
His wedding ring stood out conspicuously.
"Why are you wearing a ring all of a sudden?"
Qi Shijin replied to a different question. "She doesn't like it."
Downstairs, Sheng Guanyin accepted a drink, unaware of the sinister gaze cast down at her from above.
It was typhoon season, and the city was drenched in rain.
After the party, someone considerately asked if she was headed their way. Before Sheng Guanyin could answer, someone grabbed her wrist.
It was the first time Qi Shijin had lost control since their reunion.
The door swung open. The hand reaching for the light fell halfway through the motion.
The man wore a smile, but his eyes were colder than ever. He gripped Sheng Guanyin's jaw. "I know Miss Sheng looks down on my stinking money."
Sheng Guanyin instinctively struggled and retorted, "You're imagining things."
The next second, he slammed her against the door. Its surface felt hard and cold against her back, while the man's inscrutable gaze wound around her like a dark snake.
Qi Shijin spoke sharply. "As my wife, I expect you to mind your boundaries, both in body and heart. For example, "
"Keep your distance from other men."
[Stubborn, poor, slightly timid little white flower x deceptively sweet, ruthless young master]
* Both leads' first time, one-on-one, rekindled love
* Not your typical puppy-girl romance
Theme: Self-reliance
The baby writes very well. I will wait until the baby comes back 🥺🥺
I jumped into the pit of serialization again. I just took a closer look and saw, isn't there still 200,000 behind? Why did he disappear in the blink of an eye?
Madam, what are you doing? The Guinness record is typing 807 letters per minute. Based on the six letters required for each Chinese character, you can type approximately 134 words per minute. Since you are not the record holder, let's calculate it as 100 words per minute. According to the standards of the world organization, a person's healthy sleep time is eight hours, and you spend about two hours eating every day, another 20 minutes to go to the toilet, 40 minutes to wash, one hour to exercise, two hours to get inspiration, and another hour of dazed fishing, you should have nine hours to type, 54,000 words, based on the average of 6,000 words per chapter, there should be 9 chapters, but you only put so little content every day, how come? To be honest, is it a deduction? The donkeys in the production team didn't dare to rest like this, so my wife quickly got up to code!!! Don't make me beg you
The progress is too slow... The male and female protagonists have not met each other in 70,000 words [question mark] and there are too many descriptions of the male protagonist. In some chapters, the female protagonist even does not appear at all [eye roll]... The interaction of the female protagonist in the variety show also feels inconsistent. Inexplicably... The two people have not met until now. I want to see the pull and pull... ^_^
Although it may be a bit presumptuous, the author will not include bl scenes in bg, right? Seeing the descriptions of Secretary Yang and Chen made me a little scared?
Urgent, urgent, urgent, urgent, urgent, urgent, urgent, urgent
Looks great, looking forward to updates
I know I'm not worthy of the follow-up. Everyone has read the article. Unlike me, I'm even cautious when urging, and I've become a ridiculous joke. Real life is not smooth and everyone treats me coldly. Even on the Internet, I know I'm not worthy of reading the full article. I want to speak for myself. I swear to the cold night and the cold wall that I want to join there, but I can't. My God, I am just a pumpkin seed floating in the corn pumpkin soup.
Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers
I like this thread between the heroine and her friend. I know a little bit about how you can be good friends without knowing each other for a long time??????