After her third failed confession, Xu Wenyan decided to cut off the long hair she'd been growing for years and start over, just like the heroine of a romance drama.
The heiress, whose life had always gone smoothly, had never failed at the same thing three times. She called Liang Yinze and cried to him.
"Am I not pretty? I'm rich, too!"
The call connected two ends of the world ten thousand miles apart. There was a few seconds of silence on the other end, then a lazy, merciless voice asked, "Do you know what time it is?"
That was like a bucket of cold water. Xu Wenyan choked up, snapped, "You men are all liars!" and promptly hung up.
Down on her luck in love, Xu Wenyan met up with her girlfriends to drink the night away, determined to forget all worldly cares.
At dawn, as she stepped out of the bar, she spotted a figure on the quiet, deserted street, someone who should have been on the other side of the ocean.
Tall and elegant, hands in his pockets, he leaned lazily against his car. When his friends started prying about why he'd flown home in the middle of the night, he glanced over with sleepy, flirtatious eyes and said nonchalantly, "I came back to see which blind fool had made our princess angry this time."
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Because their mothers were close friends, Xu Wenyan and Liang Yinze grew up together. He was a year younger, and from childhood Xu Wenyan loved making him call her big sister.
He'd been taught that boys should give way to girls, so Liang Yinze really did call her that for a few years. Xu Wenyan couldn't remember when he stopped.
That day, in a haze of alcohol, she suddenly remembered the year she graduated high school. After being rejected for an offer, she'd sat on the street crying in the middle of the night. Liang Yinze had been the first to find her then, too.
The young man had rushed over in a flurry and crouched in front of her, sneering, "Xu Wenyan, is that all you've got?"
Tears on her face, she protested, "Who said you could call me by my name? I'm your big sister!"
The young man's dark, glossy eyes fixed on her, his expression still. He acted as if he hadn't heard her. After a brief silence, he stared at her with unwavering determination and called her, "Xu Wenyan."
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When she was sixteen, by the seaside after sunset, the rosy light colored the girl's cheeks. The sea breeze swept her fragrant long hair against Liang Yinze's chest.
At that moment, the heavenly bodies stirred the tides, but the surging waves left a deafening echo in his heart.
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An impatient, incorrigible young master who'll still open the passenger-side vanity mirror for his wife while she's touching up her makeup
A top-tier princess who's always been indulged, even though she's technically the older sister
Childhood sweethearts / He has a secret crush on her
You are the letter I wrote to the moon, but never dared to send.
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A second-generation story set in the worlds of You Indulge My Arrogance and A Hot Kiss Beneath the Begonia
Theme: A letter to the moon
