At this moment, Chen Hai also appeared not far behind Chen Qin, looking over with an awkward expression.
Only then did Ye Shuang realize that perhaps the person who had texted him earlier wasn’t Chen Hai, but the woman standing before him now. Gazing at that familiar face, Ye Shuang smiled. "Long time no see."
Chen Qin was dressed in a pale yellow dress, her mature and alluring figure accentuated by the fabric. She crossed her arms, the diamond bracelet on her snow-white wrist shimmering under the light. Her eyes, brimming with unspoken emotions, lingered on Ye Shuang.
After a long pause, Chen Qin merely let out a soft, disdainful hum. "Hmph. Is that all you have to say?"
Soon, her gaze shifted to the girl beside Ye Shuang, her brows furrowing slightly. "Who is she?"
The scrutiny and pressure in Chen Qin’s eyes left Bai Yuyou bewildered, as if she could sense the hostility radiating from the other woman.
"Alright, alright, let’s head inside first. No point standing around chatting out here," Chen Hai interjected, breaking the tension.
Chen Qin strode back into the house and settled onto the sofa. The fitted dress hugged her tall, curvaceous frame, her wavy hair cascading over her shoulders. The striking red of her lips against her fair skin made her look every bit the haughty princess.
"Some things never change," Ye Shuang remarked as he led Bai Yuyou inside.
"Chen Qin was pacing by the door earlier, changing outfits multiple times before you arrived…" Chen Hai muttered under his breath.
"Chen Hai, what are you mumbling about?!"
"N-nothing!"
Despite being the older brother, Chen Hai was utterly cowed by Chen Qin. But having grown up together, Ye Shuang was long accustomed to such scenes.
Once seated on the plush sofa, Chen Hai tossed over a box of foreign-branded cigarettes. "Here, try these."
Ye Shuang reflexively caught the pack.
"Chen Qin brought them back for you from her business trip abroad," Chen Hai added with a grin.
"They were just a last-minute purchase!" Chen Qin snapped, leaning back on the sofa without turning her head. "I was going to throw them away anyway."
Ye Shuang set the cigarette box on the table and shook his head. "I’ve quit recently."
The room fell silent. Both Chen Hai and Chen Qin stared at him in shock, the latter’s beautiful face etched with disbelief.
"What the hell? Did you get lung cancer or something? You’ve been smoking for over a decade and never once talked about quitting," Chen Hai blurted out.
Chen Qin studied Ye Shuang closely, as if seeing a stranger.
"It was bound to happen sooner or later," Ye Shuang said, popping a candy into his mouth.
Chen Qin scrutinized him before speaking softly. "You’re in a much better state than I imagined… I thought you’d be a wreck after what happened with that woman."
"Yeah, when you disappeared, I half-expected to find you living as a vagrant," Chen Hai joked.
"Pretty much," Ye Shuang admitted, recalling his past state.
His gaze drifted to Bai Yuyou, who sat quietly beside him.
"Your relative’s kid doesn’t seem to follow our conversation," Chen Hai teased. "Is she your cousin?"
Before Ye Shuang could answer, Bai Yuyou spoke up in a soft voice.
"We’re married."
Chen Qin and Chen Hai froze. Chen Qin’s phone slipped from her hand and clattered to the floor, but she didn’t react.
The silence was suffocating.
In the next instant, Chen Qin’s aloof demeanor shattered. She lunged forward, gripping Ye Shuang’s collar, her voice trembling with emotion.
"Ye Shuang, why do you never consider me?! How could you lay a hand on a child like her?!"
"Am I not beautiful enough?!"
"What do they have that I don’t?!"
Tears welled in her eyes. "Tell me… I’ve loved you since we were kids…"
"Why…?"
Chen Qin had grown up alongside Ye Shuang, harboring feelings for him as far back as she could remember. But she had restrained herself—when Ye Shuang became involved with that other woman, she buried her emotions deep, even fleeing abroad to escape her own heart.
Now that Ye Shuang was single again, Chen Qin had felt a flicker of hope. But tonight, his sudden appearance with a girl claiming to be his wife shattered her composure completely.
She had been there first.
The distance between them was so small, yet the final barrier remained unbroken.
Ye Shuang met Chen Qin’s tearful glare before turning to Chen Hai. "Hai, can you take Bai Yuyou to another room for a bit?"
Chen Hai hesitated, then nodded, realizing Ye Shuang needed to speak with Chen Qin alone.
"Bai Yuyou, stay with my friend in the other room for now. I need to talk to her," Ye Shuang said gently.
Bai Yuyou obediently nodded.
The apartment was a duplex. Once Chen Hai led Bai Yuyou upstairs, Ye Shuang turned back to Chen Qin, who was still glaring at him, her eyes red with unshed tears.
"Do you want an explanation?" Ye Shuang asked.
Chen Qin didn’t answer, but her silence was answer enough. Even if he lied, she’d believe him.
"Our relationship isn’t what you think," Ye Shuang began, immediately aware of how clichéd that sounded.
Chen Qin stared at him, her voice barely above a whisper. "Go on…"
Ye Shuang recounted everything from the beginning. When Chen Qin heard that Bai Yuyou might have been locked in an attic for eight years, leaving her with almost no life skills, her expression shifted to shock.
"You’re not lying?" Chen Qin frowned.
"Why would I?"
Another woman might have scoffed and called him out for spinning a ridiculous tale. But Chen Qin wasn’t just any woman—she was the girl who had once stayed up night after night waiting for shooting stars because Ye Shuang told her they granted wishes.
"So you’re really not together? You’re not married?"
"No, she just turned eighteen," Ye Shuang said, then glanced down. "And… how long are you planning to sit on me?"
Chen Qin pretended not to hear, shifting closer instead. The intoxicating scent of her perfume enveloped them as she leaned in, her amethyst earrings catching the light.
"Then let me take care of you instead," she murmured.
"I’m richer than her."
"If you’re willing… everything I have is yours."
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
+【Epic Battles!】 "Your Highness, they say Linxi Temple is miraculous. Won’t you make a wish?" "A wish? It should be making wishes to me." "That may be so, but since you’re already here..." "..." "Fine. Then grant this princess a consort to play with." "He must be obedient, devoted, and utterly infatuated with my body—so much so that he’d kneel and kiss my feet." "Your Highness, that’s not a consort. That’s a dog." "Then add clever, witty, heroic, ambitious yet pragmatic..." "Hmm, that’s enough for now. I’ll add more later." After tossing out these words half in jest, Princess Anle departed the temple—only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the Bodhisattva statue smiling at her. Meanwhile, Yang An, fresh out of university, was having a very bad day. Good news: He’d transmigrated into another world with a cheat granting tenfold combat power. Bad news: He’d immediately fallen into the clutches of a certain villainess. Good news: Said villainess possessed peerless beauty and royal status. Bad news: She was absolutely monstrous!!! In the frozen wilderness, Yang An knelt beneath Qin Guo’er’s feet, drenched in sweat despite the cold. Desperately clutching her porcelain-perfect foot—the very one poised to crush his throat—he could only think: How do I survive this?! Need answers NOW!
reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
