“A husband’s death makes his wife the heir. You’re the inheritance I received.”
Li Xingle suddenly found herself transported into a tragic romance novel, as the heroine, a cancer-stricken CEO’s unattainable first love.
Not long after she arrived, the CEO decided to bravely pursue love in his final days, throwing money at the problem.
As a lesbian, Li Xingle had no interest in men. But could she really turn down thirty billion?
All she had to do was suffer through a couple of conversations with him, and she’d get a cold, hard inheritance of thirty billion.
...She still couldn’t quite bring herself to do it.
Just as she was about to refuse, she saw a woman approaching from nearby.
Her long, straight hair was jet black. She wore a long khaki trench coat, and her legs were long and straight. Her expression was composed, with a hint of aloofness that made her hard to approach.
When those clear eyes looked her way, Li Xingle’s heart skipped two beats, beyond her control.
This was the woman standing before her...the CEO’s wife.
Li Xingle changed her mind. With tears in her eyes, looking utterly pitiful, she said, “President Chen, I absolutely can’t be the other woman.”
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Xiao Liantong was caught up in a family inheritance dispute. At such a crucial moment, she didn’t want to lose the support of her husband in name only, and she had no regard for women who used their “looks” to climb the ladder.
Like the woman who had just been smiling and chatting, but was now tearfully making a request of the wealthy man.
She certainly lived up to her reputation as the unattainable first love everyone had pined for all these years. The sight of her crying was enough to make anyone’s heart ache.
Xiao Liantong paused, about to turn away, when the red-eyed young woman waved her phone at her.
Xiao Liantong looked down. The woman had sent her a text.
“I want to * you.”
“Thirty billion. Can you put up with me and have some fun for a while?”
Xiao Liantong: “...”
Xiao Liantong must have been out of her mind to agree to Li Xingle’s request.
Li Xingle was just like her name: she truly knew how to seize the day.
Warm breath brushed Xiao Liantong’s cheek. “President Xiao, you look down on me, but aren’t you doing exactly the same thing?”
Her kisses were fierce and heavy. “And the inheritance we’re squandering is your husband’s.”
Xiao Liantong squeezed her eyes shut, but her cheeks flushed beyond her control. She didn’t want to think about it, yet she felt something slowly seep from her skin into her heart.
They really did have fun together for a while. Then Li Xingle left without warning, leaving Xiao Liantong with a cold, hard thirty billion.
What she didn’t know was that for a long time after she left, Xiao Liantong, who had always lived a cold and repressed life, searched for her like a woman possessed.
Li Xingle looked at the woman with red-rimmed eyes, confused, and was about to speak when Xiao Liantong leaned close and said in a low voice, “Li Xingle, * me.”
Li Xingle: “...?”
[Reader’s Guide]
1. The girl’s already putting up with talking to a man. What’s wrong with inheriting all his money?
2. Both are virgins. Neither the top nor the bottom has ever liked a man, and the top has never been legally married.
3. The top is a bad woman who says dirty things. (Though she’s not really all that bad.) The bottom is a hidden masochist.
4. Ages 22 and 32, with the younger one pursuing the older one.
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Theme: Tomorrow will be better.