Cold Wind, Lingering Incense

[Blurb] Winning Her Back | Forbidden Tension

Two years ago, Song Chenglin's first love dumped him for being poor and climbed the social ladder by attaching herself to a wealthier man.

Two years later, he reclaimed his status as the young master of a wealthy family and returned to the fold.

In the main hall, he knelt on both knees and paid his respects to his parents.

Seated above him were his powerful father, still as charismatic as ever, and his ex-girlfriend, the woman he had pined for and hated with all his heart.

Wang Fei sat beside his father, gazing at him with a dazzling smile.

Song Chenglin was chilled to the bone.

She had climbed up the social ladder by marrying his father.

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The first time Wang Fei met Song Yanqing, he was simply the father of the man she was dating, a stranger whose name she didn't even know.

The next time they met, rain poured down on a stormy night. She hurried into his car. His features were like a painting, his expression cool and aloof, and his voice even colder than the autumn rain outside the window. "Take off your clothes."

From then on, in public she was the lofty Mrs. Song. In private, she was his fixer, handling the family's affairs for him.

She had no right to divorce him.

He said, "In the Song family, from ancient times to this day, there have been widows, but never divorcees."

In the end, she still divorced him.

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One day after Wang Fei and Song Yanqing divorced, Song Chenglin invited her to stroll through a garden. As he earnestly introduced her to a famous plant, a tall shadow suddenly fell over them.

Song Chenglin immediately tugged at Wang Fei and said urgently, "Feifei, this is my dad. Hurry up and call him Uncle."

He put an arm around her and introduced her with righteous conviction. "Dad, this is my friend, Feifei."

Song Yanqing stood tall and straight, gazing at Wang Fei with an inscrutable look.

Wang Fei looked at her former husband and moved her lips. "Uncle."

The next day, Song Chenglin knocked on Wang Fei's door to call her to breakfast.

On the other side of the wall, Song Yanqing held her by the neck. His long fingertips brushed across her moist lips as he smiled carelessly. "Uncle? What a fine uncle. Why don't you call me Dad?"

Next book: The Fake Heiress

For twenty-two years, Zuo Yitan had lived a charmed life as the young lady of the Zuo family. Then, at twenty-three, her identity as a fake heiress was exposed.

She wasn't the real eldest daughter of the Zuo family, just a fake heiress who had been switched at birth.

To stay with the Lu family, Zuo Yitan made the boldest decision of her life: marry Lu Zongyi.

He was the distant, aloof eldest son of the Lu family, and, before her true identity was revealed, her paternal half-brother.

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After they married, Zuo Yitan slept in and opened the door to find the real heiress talking with Lu Zongyi.

Her husband, who was usually cold as ice and never showed anyone a kind expression, softened his gaze toward the real heiress and gently teased the child in her arms.

Late that night in their bedroom, Zuo Yitan said with a faintly mocking smile, "So Mr. Lu can be a big brother who dotes on his sister after all."

Lu Zongyi lifted his eyes. The gaze he usually turned on others, warm and smiling, was now cool and indifferent.

Looking into her eyes, he said unhurriedly, "I'm only just realizing now that I can be patient with the daughter of the other man in my mother's life."

So from the very beginning, it wasn't her status he looked down on. It was her as a person.

★ The male lead takes his mother's surname.

Theme: Stay true to your original aspirations, and you will reach the end.

2: Jiang Lan was bound to a System and transmigrated into the role of the heroine in one small world after another. She had to complete each storyline to earn her freedom. These heroines were tormented in body and soul, framed, forced to give up their kidneys, caught in car accidents, and made to watch their entire families be murdered. They suffered all of this just so they could end up happily ever after with the male lead.

Jiang Lan: What male lead? He's clearly a walking disaster.

World One: The domineering CEO's substitute for his beloved first love.

To save his gravely ill first love, the obsessive CEO grabbed Jiang Lan by the wrist, his eyes bloodshot. "You owe Weiwei this. Be a good girl and donate your kidney to her. The Gu family won't treat you unfairly."

Jiang Lan pulled out her phone on the spot and called the police. "Hello, 110? Someone here is illegally forcing me to donate an organ."

World Two: The resilient, delicate heroine.

One day, she happened upon the sharp-tongued, gloomy male lead, who had been brutalized by his enemies. He was covered in wounds, lying on the ground, and hadn't eaten all day. According to the original story, the kindhearted heroine took him home, only for his enemies to come after her in revenge. She was gravely injured and nearly lost her life.

Jiang Lan turned and walked into the convenience store next door. When she came back, she was carrying a bag of delicious-smelling food.

He raised his dark eyes, full of hostility. "I don't need your..." charity.

Jiang Lan ate an entire box of fried chicken right in front of him, then turned and walked away without a second thought.

Male lead: ?

World Three: The real heiress who was switched at birth in a story about a real and fake heiress.

On her first day back home, her eldest brother warned her coldly, "Listen carefully. Everything in this house belongs to my sister. Don't even think about taking a single thing from her."

Jiang Lan didn't get angry or plead as he had expected. A mocking curve tugged at her lips. "Everything belongs to her?"

"Does she own a share of the family business?"

"Will she be the company's chairman someday?"

"Will she inherit all the family property?"

The man's mind went blank as the forceful questions came one after another.

Jiang Lan rolled her eyes. "She has none of that, and you still dare to say such things?"

Theme: What doesn't kill me will only make me stronger.