After leaving London, Zhen Ning never expected that she would encounter Du Boqin again in a foreign land.... more>>

Even less did she expect that the once low-key and aloof male classmate was actually the noble Prince Boqin of Moselan.

She thought forgiving him for his abrupt departure years ago marked the end of that youthful romance, but little did she know it was only the beginning of a lifelong entanglement.

Between them lay family feuds, generational grudges, and blood debts—destined to meet a tragic end.

She returned his engagement ring, left Fanlu Manor, and disappeared from his world. But he refused to let her go, even threatening with his life.

“Your Highness, we have no future.”

“Then shoot me. Otherwise, you’ll never be able to leave me for the rest of your life.” <<less

I once obsessed over Lao Jiazhuo. The first time I dealt with him, he overturned all my cards, and all I could do was stare at his dazzling face… Later on, no one else’s face could make me feel breathless like his did.... more>>

I once blindly loved Lao Jiazhuo. Back then, his assistant said that he doted on me so much that even if he laid twelve layers of silk quilts for me, he would still find a pea beneath them just to ensure my comfort. I believed it was true.

I once hated Lao Jiazhuo. All his tenderness and affection were fake; he didn’t marry me sincerely. His revenge was thorough, leaving me utterly devastated.

Later, when I wandered far away from home, he still wouldn’t leave me alone. At this point, he held a high position but humbly sought my favor. Despite being as wealthy as royalty, he lived with me in a small apartment. He begged me to return to him, but how could he think that I, Jiang Yiyin, would always be at his beck and call?

Many, many years later, when I saw the familiar yet glaring ring on the fourth finger of his left hand, even though it hurt me deeply, I resisted fiercely and delivered the line I had rehearsed countless nights: “Is Mr. Lao here in Europe on business? Zurich has beautiful scenery—did your wife accompany you?”

It took half my life to finally break free, barely intact, from a love affair. <<less

A story of a playboy supporting a female opera singer, transitioning from a frivolous tale of “No More Beauties in Jingluo” to a deep love story.... more>>

After leaving Zhao Pingjin, Huang Xitang fared better than she had imagined. She leaped from an unknown starlet to a renowned award-winning actress, and everything seemed to be on the right track.

But Zhao Pingjin was her tribulation, the bad luck of her life, how could she easily get rid of him? Moreover, this man would still stand up for her when she was bullied, saying, “I will take care of Huang Xitang’s affairs for the rest of my life.”

For her sake, he could risk everything, becoming an enemy of his family and the whole world.

However, the situation reversed, and her background was revealed. She was no longer the helpless little girl who could only be protected by him.

Those unbearable past events, those misunderstandings stained with blood, also began to surface…

This time, she had another good man by her side, and he no longer had the right to protect her.

He had completely lost her.

Content Tags: Powerful Families, Love Contract, Tortured Love, Reconciliation After a Breakup <<less

Like the evening when the first snow of winter falls, the sky is gray and the courtyard is vast. One longs for someone to be by their side, for warm wine, for drunkenness, and for a lifelong companionship.... more>>

The story of a young master and a female opera singer, from a frivolous beginning to a deep affection.

This novel delves into the tumultuous relationship between a wealthy young man and a talented female opera singer. Their love story is marked by a passionate yet tumultuous journey, filled with the highs and lows of love, betrayal, and eventual reconciliation. The novel explores themes of societal expectations, class differences, and the complexities of human relationships.

Tags: Chaebol, Love Contract, Heart-wrenching Love, Reunion <<less