Adult
Nan Yu
I finally plucked up the courage to drug my brother.
Unexpectedly, I wasn’t very tired that night, but I ended up falling into a deep sleep myself and didn’t wake up until dawn the next day.
The second time.
I mustered my courage and tried to drug him again.
Once more, I slept like a log until morning.
When I woke up, my brother was in the kitchen cooking.
The bright morning sun shone on him, making his hair appear almost pale gold.
Hearing me move, he turned around and flashed me a smile.
He looked like an angel descending from heaven.
“Zhiyu.”
“I made your favorite pumpkin pancakes.”
Clutching my aching conscience, I drugged him for the third time that night.
And once again, I enjoyed the sleep of a baby.
-I finally began to suspect my brother.
After My Boyfriend Got Rich
When I first started dating Xie Mingchen, he had absolutely nothing to his name.
My friends all told me not to be a fool. They said that with my looks and background, I could find any wealthy man I wanted; there was no need to suffer alongside him.
Now that he’s become the high-flying President Xie, a darling of the venture capital world, those same people say I only won out because I made my move early.
They claim that with his current status, surrounded by women of every shape and beauty, I wouldn’t even stand a chance otherwise.
Even my mother has switched sides. She keeps telling me to lower my guard and learn how to act vulnerable. She warns me not to spend all these years with him only to end up with nothing.
I couldn’t help but snap back, “If he doesn’t bring up marriage, am I supposed to beg him for it?”
“That stubborn streak of yours is going to be your downfall!” My mother sighed, frustrated by my lack of initiative. “What else are you going to do if you don’t play along? Are you really going to let someone else enjoy the shade of the tree you planted yourself?”
I didn’t want to argue; I just felt wronged.
Why was it that in this long-drawn-out relationship, I was the one who did the hoping and the one who felt the disappointment? And now, I was still the one expected to drop hints and nudge him into finally taking action.
Harbor of Love
During the 618 sale, I was padding my cart to hit a discount threshold. I accidentally used my ex-boyfriend’s linked payment account-the one we’d never unlinked-to pay for a few pairs of men’s boxers.
“?”
My ex: “New man?”
Stubborn as ever, I bluffed, “Yeah, we just started dating. He’s way better than you.”
He replied calmly, “Looking at the purchase history, that doesn’t seem to be the case.”
My Wife Doesn’t Want Me Anymore
My wife suddenly wanted to check my phone.
I wasn’t nervous at all.
Until she sent a message in the Brothers Group.
“Guys, guess which girl I’m with right now?”
Princess, Please Take Responsibility
I drunkenly took advantage of the New Top Scholar. The next day, I waved a hand and offered him compensation.
To my surprise, he turned around and grabbed a rope, intent on hanging himself. I hurriedly promised him gold, shops, and a grand mansion.
He let go of the rope only to try and bash his head against the wall. I held him tight, refusing to let go. “A rank three position in two years, and entry into the Grand Secretariat in three!”
He silently drew a blade. I was completely out of options. “Could it be… you want This Princess to take responsibility?”
He sheathed the knife, lowered his eyes, and whispered, “…That would suffice.”
Four Years After Marriage, I No Longer Love
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In the fourth year of our marriage, both Lu Jingli and I had affairs.
He kept a female college student, treating her like a treasure.
Behind his back, I supported a pure-hearted male college student, reliving the passion of youth.
I had thought he was already tired of this messy marriage.
But on the day he discovered my betrayal, he went crazy, insisting that we return to our family together.
How to Get a Daddy-like Husband
My husband is wonderful to me.
He is incredibly considerate and gentle in bed, too.
After several failed attempts to actually make him angry, I finally resorted to posting a plea for help online: [How can I get my husband to be a bit more aggressive?]
[Sweet talk is all well and good, but I really want to try dirty talk.]
[Angry sex? Never tried that either.]
There were plenty of helpful netizens, but unfortunately, their suggestions were underwhelming.
That was until the day I came home drunk after a class reunion.
The living room was shrouded in darkness.
In the fragmented Moonlight, my husband did something rare-he called me by my full name. “Lin Sui, come here and kneel.”
Ex-Girlfriend’s Mother Pregnant with Twins, She Cried in Panic
Introduction:
[Invincible Regret + System Training + Multiple Heroines + Path to Kingship]
[System Activated, Task Issued]
[The Host needs to go on a three-day date with Zou Shuqing]
Wang Ming: Huh? You want me to be shameless?
[No! You can’t care about your reputation~]
Female Boss: From now on, you own half the company!
A-list Actress: I’ve found something more important than my career.
Daughter of the Hall Owner: I’ll be your personal bodyguard!
Wealthy Heiress: I’ll convince my grandfather, trust me.
Years later, Wang Ming holds a Press Conference.
“May I ask, how did you go from a 4K monthly salary wage slave to the king of a nation?”
The corners of Wang Ming’s mouth lift as he recalls the first person the System bound him to.
Cracks of Light
Before we married, my husband had a girl who had spent five years chasing him with everything she had, but he fell for me at first sight.
Three years later, that girl returned to the country, successful and famous. She was now an internationally renowned photographer, dazzling and breathtakingly beautiful.
As for me, I was a stay-at-home mom, weighing over 130 pounds, with nothing to show for myself.
At a gathering, someone teased Lu Huaixu.
“Qin Shuang is still a virgin for your sake…”
He snapped at the person immediately, “Don’t talk nonsense!”
But that night.
He stayed out on the balcony, smoking for the entire night.
The Divorcee’s Second Chance
Six years after our divorce, I ran into my ex-husband on a street corner while holding my three-year-old daughter.
He stared blankly at the girl in my arms for a long time before knitting his brows. “She’s almost six years old,” he said, his voice laced with accusation. “Why does she look so thin and small?”
Ha!
He actually thought the child I was holding was his.
I suppose he believed I loved him so deeply that even after he cheated and divorced me, I would have gone off and raised his child all on my own.