The Heiress Regretted It After We Broke Up

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This story fell apart. Don’t read it.

No one knew that Lu He and Wen Qiao had once been together.

Back then, Lu He was a small-town striver, while Wen Qiao was the pampered heiress of the wealthy Wen Group.

Though they seemed to have nothing in common, Lu He became Wen Qiao’s private tutor.

Wen Qiao liked to cruelly leave red and purple hickeys on Lu He’s fair neck.

Lu He let her get away with it, helplessly indulgent.

But all that indulgence earned her was betrayal, and she left without hesitation.

Then, on an ordinary workday, they suddenly met again.

The once-arrogant heiress had fallen so far that she was working as a dishwasher in a small-town restaurant. Blood streamed from a wound on her hand as she looked up at Lu He with tear-filled eyes.

With a trembling voice full of tears, Wen Qiao called to her, “Lu He, you’re all I have left.”

Ever since she was a child, Wen Qiao had always gotten whatever she wanted.

The one exception was Lu He.

Years after they parted, she appeared before Lu He once again.

She deliberately disrupted Lu He’s life, stealing her attention bit by bit until she occupied all of it.

But it still wasn’t enough. It was nowhere near enough.

Wen Qiao straddled Lu He’s waist, her strands of hair brushing against Lu He’s collarbone. A fine, prickling sensation spread through her entire body.

She gazed at the person before her, watching as Lu He’s eyes filled with tears that clung there, not yet falling. Her reddened eyes drooped, making her look utterly pitiful.

Slowly, she threaded her fingers through Lu He’s and rubbed against them as she asked quietly,

“Don’t you want to have me, Teacher Lu?”

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How an A-Type Wife Wins Her Little Bride’s Favor

A timid, sunny A-type teacher x a decisive, ruthless, obsessive empress, an O-type

After work, Li Muqi fell down a well and transmigrated into the female-led novel she had read a few days earlier. The heroine was the last survivor of the previous dynasty, who endured humiliation and bided her time before raising a rebellion and overthrowing the ruined dynasty amid the chaos.

And the very first thing the heroine did after taking the throne was order the immediate execution of everyone in the village where she had once endured humiliation!

Li Muqi shuddered. She glanced at her newlywed wife, dressed in red with a bridal veil over her head, then turned and ran.

Of course, the head of the academy dragged her back by the ear.

Li Muqi spent a few days avoiding her wife, then promptly changed her tune and did everything she could to please her.

Her wife wants delicious food? Sure! I’ll cook!

Her wife wants new clothes? Sure! I’ll earn the money!

Her wife needs help with her heat? Sure! I’ll offer myself!

Her wife wants to raise an army? Sure! I’ll make the plans and pay for it!

Wait?? Hold on! Something’s not right.

A little scene:

Li Muqi watched her wife advance step by step and retreated, step by step. QAQ

Her voice trembling, she stammered, “My wife, I, I, I’m the one who’s supposed to be the husband...” Her voice grew fainter and fainter as her lashes fluttered nonstop.

Qin Moyan smiled and pulled open her collar slightly. The peach-scented pheromones surged toward Li Muqi like a crashing tide.

Li Muqi’s face flushed and her gaze grew hazy, but she gritted her teeth and held on to the last trace of awareness.

Qin Moyan pinned Li Muqi against the wall and bit hard into the gland at the back of the Qianyuan’s neck.

Li Muqi let out a pained yet pleasure-filled moan, tears glimmering in her eyes. But, but I’m the one who’s supposed to be the husband!

Theme: Life unfolds at its own pace, and the answers will come