Begonia Blossoms in the Moonlight

[Next book: "Today". A campus unrequited-love story. The blurb is at the very bottom!]

A dazzlingly beautiful Jian ware inheritor × a refined, long-suffering collector [allegedly]

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The young master of the Fu family got married. His bride was an outsider to their circle.

Everyone said there was no such thing as true love in that world. Everything came down to self-interest.

In a corner no one could see, he carefully nurtured his rose.

As he kissed her passionately, waves of spring mist swirled in his eyes.

Ruan Qinghe, you won't escape me for the rest of your life.

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Ruan Qinghe had wanted to walk away and cut all ties.

But in the dead of night, her skin burned hot, and the warmth of his palm was enough to scorch the tears at the corners of her eyes.

Only then did she realize he had long since taken root deep in her soul.

Fu Yubai held her fingertips and brushed them over her beautiful face.

"Ahe, can you face what's in your heart?"

[Bonus scene]

Years later.

Ruan Qinghe huffed angrily: "Did you tamper with the contract? As soon as it expires, I'll be a billionaire in debt."

Fu Yubai smoothed down her ruffled hair and said gently, "I'm already yours. Why do you care about the contract?"

Please add my next book, "Snow Over Jingbei," to your reading list.

-Shi Jin meets Shang Yan, and can't tell whose misfortune the encounter will bring.

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The first time she met him, she was in a sorry state, head bowed and eyes brimming with tears.

Shang Yan was a refined young master from the clouds above, but he was also a germaphobe.

The girl's body trembled slightly, tear tracks still wet on her face.

"Don't touch me. I'm dirty."

"I'm not afraid."

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Shi Jinxia was held fast by a pair of well-defined hands, the corners of her eyes red.

"Miss Shen, you really have a short memory," Shang Yan said, his dark eyes fixed on her.

"Please, let me go."

At that moment, the obsession and madness in his eyes surged over her like a towering wave.

He would possess the moon in the heavens, then drag her down into the mire.

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Shi Jinxia had a beautiful voice, one she was born to make a living with.

Everyone in the capital knew Young Master Shang never missed a performance.

She sang with heartfelt grace onstage, while he listened below.

"Miss Shi has a solid foundation, and a lovely voice."

"I'm glad you're pleased, Young Master Shang." Shi Jinxia smiled softly.

His little wildcat had learned to scratch.

He couldn't complain. He was the one who'd spoiled her.

Theme: Love is the cure for every emotion.