The Great Beauty of Harbor City [1988]

(Radiant beauty vs. tough engineer) - A new novel in the same style, The Pretty Lady Returns to the City in the Nineties, begins serialization on September 1. The blurb is at the bottom. In 1988, Wen Qu Hua took a green train alone from south to north, heading for the underdeveloped little county town of Langcheng. She rented a tiny storefront and opened a dessert shop. Next door was a barbecue place. Every afternoon, plenty of customers sat outside drinking and eating peanuts, glancing over at the woman who owned the dessert shop. "I hear Little Wen is from Hong Kong City. She's as pretty as a big movie star. Brother, you have no idea how many young men on these streets have their eyes on her. It's a shame... We wouldn't dare dream of it. Even if we married a woman like that, we couldn't keep her." Yang Qin gave a cool glance in that direction, took a sip of liquor, and said nothing. One of the guys beside him sighed. "Our Brother Yang is something else. Even the most beautiful woman can't catch his eye." But at two in the morning, with rain pouring down, Yang Qin tossed and turned several times before heading out, looking annoyed and carrying his tools. A figure inside the dessert shop was flustered, first catching the leaking rain in a basin, then using a quilt to block the edge of the counter so the shop wouldn't flood. Yang Qin watched her for a while, tossed away the cigarette he'd smoked halfway, took the basin from her hands, and lifted her by the waist to sit her on the counter. As he worked, he curled his lip and said coldly, "Don't worry. I'll leave when I'm done. I won't cling to you." Wen Qu Hua looked at his soaked, now even more muscular arms and quietly said, "Oh." She thought to herself: You talk a lot of nonsense. You just grabbed my waist and even rubbed it several times. Yang Qin blocked the doorway, lowered the shutter, then turned around and smoothly pulled her into his arms to kiss her. His kiss was rough and full of resentment. "Wen Qu Hua, you really know how to torment me." [After Wen Qu Hua was reborn, she got a task list: Go back to the 1990s and help a man named Yang Qin. Supposedly, Yang Qin went to prison for fifteen years over a murder case. She was a little afraid of this man who was about to become a murderer, and only wanted to guide him from a distance so he wouldn't go down the wrong path. But he kept saying he didn't care about her, while constantly kissing and hugging her, which left her very troubled.] Only later did she remember that the man she'd deliberately forgotten was named Yang Qin. When she was twenty-two, he had saved her, then accidentally beaten the murderer to death and been sentenced to fifteen years in prison. Here's another upcoming novel in the same style, The Pretty Lady Returns to the City in the Nineties. Please add it to your favorites! Beauty-loving charmer vs. scheming dog of a man Six years later, not long after Shi Ying returned to Nancheng, her new boyfriend coaxed her into attending a get-together with his buddies. With her pretty curls, dress, and heels, Shi Ying arrived to everyone's amazement. Her boyfriend put an arm around his beautiful girlfriend's shoulder, grinning proudly. "You're all getting on in years. You should hurry up and find yourselves partners." The others were friendly and asked Shi Ying if she had any pretty friends like herself to introduce. Only the man sitting opposite Shi Ying looked tired and listless, not even glancing her way. As the conversation went on, her boyfriend got more and more carried away. He turned and planted a kiss on Shi Ying's red lips. At the same time, beneath the table, the man opposite her forcefully pried apart her pressed-together knees. When she looked at his face again, mockery lurked beneath his calm expression. Shi Ying fought the urge to slap both of those bastards. After enduring it until the gathering broke up, Shi Ying returned to the fruit shop her mother ran alone. She was about to quietly open the roller shutter and go upstairs. The next moment, a pair of burning hands and a chest reeking of alcohol pressed against her. He hooked an arm around her waist and pinned her in his embrace, kissing her wildly. "Li Kuo, you bastard... Let go... Mm." The more she struggled, the more excited he became. "If you won't let me kiss you, does he kiss better than I do?" He put all his energy into it, trying to stir up those steamy, overwhelming memories that made her blush and her heart race. * They say a friend shouldn't go after another friend's wife. Li Kuo thought: That's my ex-girlfriend. I've been looking for her for six years. There's no way in hell I'm backing down over this. Theme: Healing each other and building a future together