Reborn: The Girl Who Conquered the City

This is a one-on-one romance. If that’s not your thing, please don’t read. Dong Huan was a modern writer in the 21st century. One day, she was reborn in the body of Yan Qingcheng, the second daughter of the Yan family, a timid and weak girl who had suffered endless bullying. Once her brilliance shone through, her graceful figure lingered in everyone’s mind, impossible to forget and impossible to describe, leaving countless people lovesick. Among them were her former fiancé, Yin Dongcheng, the second son of the Yin family, a military family, known as a “womanizer”; Ling Xiao, who could only nurse his wounds in secret because a friend’s wife was off-limits; and Wang Zhiwen, her subordinate, who never dared to cross the line… If a goddess is beyond anyone’s reach, then who is the man holding her in his arms? He was the son of a French count. His coldness and imposing presence melted into tenderness before her, while her beauty blossomed only in his presence. But one misunderstanding ultimately destroyed their love. Scenes from the story: Scene one: “Mr. Gong, what exactly are you trying to do?” The man frowned at the awkward “Mr. Gong,” then lowered his head to look at the woman held captive in his arms. “Flirt with you!” The woman burst out laughing. Seeing her laughing face in his arms, the man, whose expression was usually as cold as ice, smiled. She didn’t notice. When she had finally laughed enough, she straightened up, looped her smooth, jade-white arms around his neck, parted her red lips, and breathed warmly against his neck as she asked provocatively, “Do you even know how?” Scene two: “Hey, kid, do you know who I am?” he asked the little copy of himself who was laughing at him. Unfortunately, although the little brat was small, he was clever and mischievous. He folded his arms just like the man and shot back, “Hey, kid, how would I know who you are?” The brat actually dared to talk back to me! I lost my cool, scooped him up, and smacked his little bottom. Then he burst into tears and cried for his mother. I’d been feeling pretty pleased with myself for disciplining my son, but now I was furious. When I see that woman, I’m giving her a good scolding too. Just look at the “wonderful son” she raised!