“Gu Xingyao, don't hide... Look at me.”
The celebratory candy at her engagement banquet didn't kill her, but it completely tore away the mask of her perfect fiance, Zhou Ye. On the third day after waking up in the hospital, Gu Xingyao receives a video from an unknown number. In it, Zhou Ye is tenderly kissing another woman's neck.
Before she can go confront him, Jiang Nianchu, the rival who has competed with her for ten years and has always been cool and elegant, walks straight into her hospital room carrying a kraft paper bag.
“Care to talk?” Jiang Nianchu tosses the bag onto the bedside table. Photos spill out, shockingly explicit, and Zhou Ye is the subject in every one. “Want revenge? I'll help you.”
Gu Xingyao looks up and meets the depths of her eyes. “Since when did President Jiang start doing charity work?”
Jiang Nianchu suddenly leans down. Her cool fingers brush the unhealed wound at the corner of Gu Xingyao's lips, her breath warm. “It's never been charity.” Her voice drops, like a lover's whisper. “I just can't stand seeing someone else touch what's mine.”
They become inseparable. They dine together and attend banquets together, playing out a subtle relationship that seems somewhere between friend and foe in front of countless camera flashes. Jiang Nianchu takes the wineglass from her hand and replaces it with warm water, her fingertips “accidentally” brushing Gu Xingyao's wrist. She pulls her closer on the dance floor, palm pressed against her back, lips almost grazing her earlobe, all while discussing the coldest of plans: “That shell company in his name will go under tomorrow.”
Only Gu Xingyao knows the turbulent undercurrent beneath this “alliance.” Whenever Zhou Ye tries to approach, Jiang Nianchu appears at just the right moment and stands in front of her. On the terrace at a banquet, Jiang Nianchu corners her in the shadows. Their skirts brush together, their breaths mingling.
“Did you let him touch you?” Jiang Nianchu's voice is low and hoarse, with a faint, barely perceptible tremble. “And what gives President Jiang the right to ask?” Gu Xingyao counters. The other woman is silent for a moment, then suddenly lowers her head. Her soft lips nearly touch Gu Xingyao's collarbone, but she restrains herself, leaving only a burning sigh against the side of her neck. “As... the person who thinks about how to kill him every night, so I can take you for myself completely.”
#EnemiesToLovers #Revenge #TwoAlphasFaceOff #IntenseRomanticTension She thinks it's a tacit understanding built on mutual use, but the other woman has been plotting her conquest step by step. This time, the scumbag is just a pawn to be sacrificed, while the two women will stake their hearts and desires on a false alliance.
[Bonus Scene]
Financial reporter: “President Jiang, you've been photographed with Miss Gu several times. Are you planning a major business deal?” Jiang Nianchu looks at the camera without expression. “Personal interest. It has nothing to do with her.” Gu Xingyao chuckles into the livestream microphone. “President Jiang has even started dictating which glass of wine I drink.” Jiang Nianchu turns toward her and leans close to her earpiece. Her voice is low but clear. “Come to my room tonight. You can be in charge of both the wine and me.” Zhou Ye watches the livestream in despair. “So why are my fiancee and my unrequited love teaming up to destroy me???”
Theme: Women's self-awakening
"It is the basic duty of a husband..." This is a big bug for the author~ as a wife
Although it can be turned into a BG article, it is warm and plain, and it is an excellent article.
"Yes, Mr. Jiang." ""Catch a big bug for the author~
"A simple conversation, but it seemed to have completed an important handover. Gu Xingyao stood aside and looked at the tacit understanding reached between the two most important men in his life. His heart felt warm and his eyes were a little moist." Catch a bug for the author~ Men???