Laws of Lure Fishing

★The next book is "Coveting the Astringent Fruit", a tsundere lawyer who stares at his wife VS. A seductive black and white abstract wife, [Slap in the face to chase the wife | The male protagonist washes his underwear with a cold face | The female protagonist is super interesting | Two rich families marry first and then fall in love | Amnesia restarts | Suspense], the copy is at the bottom, welcome to click the column to collect ~ ——————★Copywriting of this article★—————— [Lingering and moist | Reunion after broken mirror | Chasing wife to become a positive person | Two-way healing | Suspense] 1 Tang Song has always been very clear. There was a whole world between her and Qiao Yulan. He is the youngest person in charge of the Asian region of an international auction house, a trendsetter in the collection industry, and has an innate sense of dignity in every move he makes. And she is just an ordinary intern. The only thing she can do well is probably her negligible painting talent and her silent and focused patience. But he was too good to her. So good that she knew what was hidden in this relationship, but she still pretended not to see it. She casually said that she liked drinking tea on rainy days, so he bought a complete set of tea sets in the office, flew the Dahongpao mother tree from Wuyi Mountain, brewed it and handed it to her. She worked overtime until early in the morning and did not dare to walk at night. His car appeared in the basement on time. On the passenger side was the sweet-scented osmanthus cake she had just bought. When the car window was rolled down, he just said "on the way." When her client made things difficult for her when giving a report, he calmly cut the client's budget by 40% during the meeting. After the meeting, he casually told her, "Those who bully me will have to pay the price." But what devastated her the most was that business trip. She had a fever and went to the front desk in the middle of the night to find medicine. When she opened the door, she saw him standing in the corridor carrying porridge. The cuffs of his white shirt were rolled up to his forearms. His hair was half wet from the rain. That night, he sat by the bed and watched her finish her porridge. He took the thermometer and measured it three times. After the low-grade fever subsided, he leaned on the sofa and fell asleep. She thought she was careful enough not to fall in love with someone who knew he couldn't cherish her. Right down to the contract she had in his desk drawer, every move from her first day on the job was in his game, and she was the chosen, expendable pawn. She stood at the door of his office and asked: "From the beginning, I was your chess piece?" He put down the pen, looked up at her, and said in an indifferent tone, "What do you think?" She stared into his eyes: "You are good to me, is this a joke?" He paused for a moment and opened his thin lips slightly: "You don't think that I am serious about you, do you?" She didn't cry, just smiled and shook her head. After leaving her job, she changed her mobile phone number, moved, and completely disappeared from the city. 2 Even Qiao Yulan himself didn't understand how someone like him fell into this. What he didn't understand even more was - she got whatever she wanted, but why did the girl who would quietly read reports at his house until she fell asleep, leave just as she said. At first he thought it was just habit. He was used to having a cup of coffee at the right temperature on his desk every morning. He was used to having a box of lozenges on his desk when he came back from a business trip. He was used to occasionally looking up at him while she was sitting in the corner taking notes during meetings. He thought he could quit at any time. But she didn't give him a chance to quit. In the first month after she left, he lost sleep every night, checking to see if she had submitted her resume to other auction houses or left the city. The following month, she was spotted at an antiques market in another city. He flew there that day and stood on the street from nine o'clock in the morning until dark, smoked more than half a pack of cigarettes, and visited every shop three times. The most out of control is in the third month. After socializing and getting drunk late at night, he walked downstairs to the community where she used to live and looked at her lighted window in a daze. The window never lit up again, but he watched it for two full hours. He suddenly remembered the question she asked him the day she left - he should tell the truth. He should say, yes, it was a game at the beginning, but I don't know from which day I took it seriously before you did. That bowl of porridge was not just for the sake of passing by. He had never been so patient with anyone in his life, but she took away all his patience. [Overt and covert seduction|Unacquainted people in front of others and out of control later|Chasing the wife to become a regular person|Healing|Suspense] [Auction tyrant VS. Intern, beautiful hunter VS fishing cat] (The copy and complete outline have been recorded and archived for evidence collection: 2024.7.15) ——————The end———————— ★Food Guide 1. Double C year, 1V1, HE. 2. Contains materialistic suspense. The characters, places, and events are purely fictitious, please do not take them seriously~ The male and female protagonists are not perfect characters, and writing guidance is declined. 3. Every chapter is full of clues, and everyone has to call back at the end. I don't know the word count, so I suggest you don't skip chapters (please)~ ——————Please pay in advance for the next copy—————— The story "Coveting the Astringent Fruit" written by the happy enemy next door about chasing his wife is about to open, let me show Baozi the copy~ [Chasing his wife with a slap in the face | The male protagonist goes crazy for love | Restarting amnesia | Suspense] Tsundere, affectionate, high attack and low defense VS. Flirty and unaware, black and white, Watching Wife Loading Lawyer The Buddha said: There are eight winds in life - profit, decline, destruction, praise, praise, ridicule, suffering and happiness. He who is unmoved by the eight winds will see the Tathagata. Shi Yanqi once thought that he was immovable by all winds. Until he married Jiang Wanzhen. 1 Shi Yanqi, an elite lawyer who was forced to inherit the family business, was recognized as a cold-faced Buddhist by wealthy families. He is pure, dignified and upright, and the only blemish in his life is that he was forced into a marriage by his family. Jiang Wanzhen was born with a good skin, but she had a dull head. Everyday work consists of shopping, partying, showing off your wealth and making things difficult for the waiters. Everyone in the Lingnan family knows that Miss Jiang is madly in love with the second son of the Shi family, and her pursuit has made the whole city miserable. On the day of his wedding to her, everyone in the circle toasted and congratulated her, their eyes full of interest in watching a show. She chases, he hides. She advances, he retreats. On the bed in the wedding room, she slept on the east side and he slept on the west side. There was more than three feet of distance between them. Shi Yanqi flipped through the calendar every day, calculating the countdown to marriage. Until that accident. In order to buy him a birthday present, she encountered an accident on the way and suffered a brain injury. When he arrived, the person in the hospital bed had just woken up. Their eyes met, she blinked, and suddenly said: "Brother, which star are you?" Shi Yanqi: "?" 2 She forgot everything. Including how to spend money, making things difficult for people, ordering champagne in ten languages ​​and chasing him around. Now Jiang Wanzhen gets up at eight o'clock every morning and feeds stray cats in the yard with milk. Make your own breakfast, and then go to work seriously. If you meet him in the corridor, you will politely nod: "Morning." Then pass him by. Good news: She finally stopped pestering him. Bad news: He's starting to get hung up on her. Worse news: The way she looked at him was no different from the way she looked at the pot of pothos she raised. 3 The water in the well does not interfere with the water in the river. On the surface, they are as harmonious as two strangers living together. It wasn't until late that night that she drank some wine and looked at the man in a suit and tie reading financial reports opposite her, and suddenly felt bored. She swayed in front of him on high heels, the straps of her red skirt slid down half an inch, and her eyes raised: "How about we--" Shi Yanqi raised his eyes, his eyes slid from her collarbone and said calmly: "You drank too much." "Who drank too much?" She sat on his desk and leaned closer, "I just want to ask you-" "What do you want to ask?" "Are you not good enough?" The air freezes for three seconds. He put down the financial report, slowly took off his gold-rimmed glasses, and suddenly smiled. That was the first time she saw him smile, and it was also the first time she regretted it - it turned out that there was a wolf hidden under the Buddha's face. Good news: He can. Bad news: That's great. Even worse news: After the trip, he acted like a normal person. He prepared sobering soup for her as usual the next day, took her to work with him, and continued the trip in the evening. Jiang Wanzhen stared at the traces on her neck that could not be covered up in the mirror, and her teeth itched with anger. Small Theater One day, Jiang Wanzhen dug out an old diary in the corner of the cloakroom. That night, she leaned against the door frame of her bedroom and looked at Shi Yanqi, who was pretending to read the financial report: "It turns out that I really used to send you 'good night' every day." "You really haven't replied to a single word." She opened her mouth: "Am I... So free?" His back was slightly stiff. Then he closed the computer, walked over and picked her up, saying in a harsh voice: "... I will make up for each one now." "Make it up until you say stop." (The copy has been saved: 2025.12.23) ——————The end———————— Concept: Ordinary people can also become protagonists