Say That Again

My next book is Marry a Cat, Follow a Cat. See below for the blurb.

[Story Version]

Xiang Yang was dragged into the company, seething with anger. On his first day at work, he was already planning to make everyone else's day miserable. He demanded four secretaries, all of them fair-skinned beauties with slim waists and long legs. One to serve tea, one to pour water, one to massage his waist, and one to pound his legs. Without all four, the young master couldn't get through a single day of work.

Old Master Xiang gave a cold snort and dragged in a strapping young man from the university: Sun Miao. With dark skin, a close-cropped haircut, and a voice like a booming bell, he was a tough martial artist who looked utterly dependable. There was no way he and Xiang Yang would hit it off.

But Old Master Xiang seemed to have gotten one thing wrong. This wasn't a punishment for Xiang Yang. It looked more like a reward.

1. Younger man, one-on-one, both leads are each other's first and only, happy ending.

2. The characters are not based on real people. Please don't read them as such.

3. I don't know what to say, so I'll wish everyone a happy new year in advance.

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Marry a Cat, Follow a Cat

Shen Yan's health suddenly began to decline day by day, and no medicine could help. When Old Master Shen found out, he grabbed his grandson and took him to seek advice from a master.

The master said, "Water appears in your fate, but fire is present in your five elements. Water and fire clash, so wood is needed to harmonize them."

So Shen Yan was going to marry the thousand-year-old locust tree at the entrance to the village.

The Shen family decked the place out in red, with gongs and drums thundering and firecrackers popping as they prepared for the wedding. Beneath the tree, the master lit incense and burned joss paper.

Shen Yan could only look helplessly on as he prepared to tie red silk around the tree. Just before the ceremony was complete, the old locust tree suddenly began to shake.

In full view of everyone, a big black cat leaped down from the tree, and the red silk ended up draped over the cat!

The sleek, glossy black cat, so dark it seemed to shine, flicked its tail and meowed.

Who Is Shouting at Me?

When An He was taken out to international waters by his agent, the cruise ship was packed with "cargo" waiting to be chosen.

"You won't do it?" His agent sounded utterly certain, and the contempt in his eyes was nauseating. "Then jump off the boat if you've got the guts. The shore's only a little over two hundred nautical miles away. If you can swim back, you'll be the company’s next big star next year."

An He glanced at the waves crashing against the ship's hull, spraying water several meters into the air, then turned and walked toward the man seated at the place of honor.

Wei Jianqing was Yangcheng's hottest financial tycoon. Wherever President Wei went, he never brought anyone along. Rumors confidently claimed that President Wei had a physical dysfunction in a certain area.

Looking at the man's handsome profile, An He decided to take a chance!

When everyone realized who he was after, they all laughed at his audacity.

"President Wei, here you are." An He took a lighter from his pocket, leaned forward, and flicked up a flame.

Amid everyone's laughter, Wei Jianqing used the flame An He held out to light a cigarette.

"Come with me."

An He put away the lighter and, where he thought Wei Jianqing couldn't see, mouthed to his agent, "You're dead."

Once An He had gained power, he went back and beat up everyone who had bullied him or was planning to.

Afterward, An He pinched his thigh until he squeezed out two tears, then showed Wei Jianqing his bright red palm and complained, "Honey, they were all picking on me!"

Wei Jianqing: ...

I just watched you jump up and slap him.

Theme: Digging potatoes brings a bright future.