Tight-Lipped

[Rich playboy x honest widow]

[The full novel costs about as much as an eraser. Please, please don’t read pirated copies.]

[Bonus chapters updating: Widow x high school boy]

You Bihe was an honest woman. After her husband died, she left their hometown with her late husband’s younger brother and moved to a big city, where she ran a small shop by herself. For convenience, they told people they were cousins.

Her brother-in-law’s classmate had an uncle named Wan Congsheng, a famous rich man in Songjin City. He was young, successful, handsome, wealthy, cold, and taciturn.

Through a twist of fate, the two of them became friends with benefits.

Wan Congsheng was all business in bed, as if reminding her not to cross the line.

You Bihe knew the gulf between them was too wide, and their relationship would soon end.

But before Wan Congsheng could call it off, she heard him say, “Let’s get our marriage license tomorrow morning.”

You Bihe froze. As she hesitated over how to respond, her phone rang.

Her late husband’s younger brother asked her, “Sister-in-law, tomorrow is the sixth anniversary of my brother’s death. Will you come back with me?”

You Bihe’s heart gave a jolt. When she looked up, Wan Congsheng’s gaze had indeed turned icy in an instant.

His expression blank, he repeated the title. “Sister-in-law?”

That night, broken sobs and whimpers drifted from beside the floor-to-ceiling window.

He asked in a hard voice, “What are you crying for?”

“Did your ex-husband teach you to do that?”

·

Reader’s guide: 1. The female lead is not a virgin, the male lead is.

2. Read if you like it; leave if you don’t. No writing advice, please.

[Boss steals his subordinate’s wife]

Jia Lan was mild-tempered and emotionally detached. After getting married, she and her husband treated each other with polite respect.

One day, her husband asked her to deliver some documents to his boss. She frowned.

Her husband’s boss, Dai Yue, was handsome and rich, a flamboyant womanizer and the most famous playboy in their circle.

Her husband was the only connection between them.

One night, Jia Lan heard Dai Yue joking on the phone with a friend: “Jia Lan? Oh... I remember now, Cheng Ye’s ex-wife. No personality, no temper, and always dragging around a kid. I suppose she and Cheng Ye were a good match.”

He turned around and met the gaze of the woman on the bed, her body streaked with white and red, her face still calm and indifferent.

Dai Yue smiled. “Still, she might be fun to fool around with.”

*

One stormy night the following year, Dai Yue canceled all his dinners and rushed home.

He opened Jia Lan’s bedroom door. A dim yellow lamp by the bed illuminated her gentle, composed features.

Dai Yue stood beside the bed, not daring to approach. His phone suddenly rang, and a friend demanded to know why he had skipped the dinner without warning.

He glanced at the beautiful woman on the bed, whose very presence made his heart tremble, and drawled,

“I’m babysitting my girlfriend’s kid.”

The other end of the call erupted.

The woman on the bed seemed not to hear a thing. Her expression remained calm as she patted the back of her daughter, the child she had with her ex-husband, without sparing him a glance.

·

Reader’s guide: 1. The female lead is not a virgin, the male lead is.

2. This is a pure kink work, extremely vulgar, woman-hating and woman-pampering, with the little head controlling the big one.

Coming soon, (Impostor revealed, fake death, Mary Sue and adored by all, obsessive love)

Chen Qingrou was an honest woman. She graduated and started working like everyone else, never expecting to offend one of the most powerful people in the city.

“Mr. Liang,” she heard them call him.

He was young and successful, arrogant and cold. Chen Qingrou couldn’t escape his retaliation, so she fought back with everything she had, using her body.

A man like Liang Jue must have had plenty of lovers, and Chen Qingrou quietly and dutifully kept herself among them.

Liang Jue had warned her that he could give her a title, as long as she behaved herself and stopped dreaming of marriage.

Chen Qingrou gave up on Liang Jue and decided to end things. The night she planned to do so, they argued, and she accidentally knocked over a rusty iron box in the cabinet.

With a bang, the box flew open. A yellowed, old photograph fell out and landed beside Liang Jue’s leather shoe.

In the picture, a man stood smiling beside Chen Qingrou. His face looked about seventy percent like Liang Jue’s.

“Who is he?” Liang Jue narrowed his eyes and planted the toe of his shoe on the man’s face. His sharp gaze pinned the pale woman in place.

Chen Qingrou’s explanation dissolved into sobs, and from then on she was kept by Liang Jue’s side.

*

Everything changed the night she reported Liang Jue and had him taken into custody.

Chen Qingrou faked her death without a second thought and fled to a small town, where her real life began.

She took a teaching placement in a mountain village surrounded by hills and water, living a peaceful, carefree life and slowly forgetting those absurd days.

One evening, she brought a blind date home as a guest. As she turned the key in the lock, the dark living room filled with the familiar scent of men’s cologne.

Chen Qingrou’s legs began trembling instinctively. Terror crawled over her in an instant. Her hand went weak as she braced herself against the doorframe and stared ahead in alarm.

In the cool moonlight, a man in a suit sat on the sofa with one leg crossed, watching them with an amused expression.

“I’ve found you, Mrs. Liang.”

Reader’s guide: 1. Both leads are virgins. 2. No logic, just an extremely vulgar kink work, woman-hating and woman-pampering, powerful man and weak woman, honest and delicate wife adored by all.

Theme: Love given returns as love; blessings sent out come back to you.