Slice of Life
Dahlia Mother
After my mother got divorced, she became the fiercest woman in the village.
She often cursed at me, “If I didn’t have you dragging me down, I would’ve remarried some rich man long ago.”
Behind her back, the villagers gossiped, “She can’t get anyone to marry her, so she uses her daughter as an excuse.”
My father mocked her even more. “With your mother’s firecracker temper, and since she can’t even give birth to a son, the only man who’d want her is one with four sons who can’t find wives.”
Later, a small business owner really did want to marry my mother.
Then my father regretted it. “Yufen, let’s get married again. The three of us can live a proper life together.”
Demon Angel 3: Hunting the Beast
A serial killer targeting young women had appeared in our small town.
He even had a following of brainless sycophants who helped spread his message: “Women are better off staying in their place.”
As I was about to head out, my neighbor cautioned me, “Are you wearing a skirt? It’s not safe lately.”
I smiled. “You’re right. He isn’t safe.”
It is a little-known fact that criminals are even more vulnerable than women or children.
After all, whether they end up dead or maimed, they can never step into the light.
Why couldn’t he just stay in his place?
He just had to go and catch the eye of a lunatic like me.
Don’t Mess With The Ex-Fiancée
It was the eighth year of my unrequited love for Shen Sui, and he still refused to acknowledge me as his fiancée.
He had me pulled from the red carpet just to please his Little Canary.
In front of the media, the same mouth that had kissed me a thousand times claimed that we were nothing more than ordinary friends.
Later, I looked him in the eye and said seriously:
“Don’t pull away. Otherwise, we won’t look like ordinary friends.”
His eyes rimmed with red, and his voice trembled as he spoke:
“I’m just an ‘ordinary friend’ to you?”
Dust and Clouds
My stepmother had been my mom’s best friend, and she had always doted on me.
She spoiled me so thoroughly that Dad became utterly disappointed in me and turned to grooming his stepdaughter instead.
After Dad died, my stepmother swallowed up the inheritance and threw me out of the house.
I died on the streets one snowy night.
When I opened my eyes again, my stepmother was secretly stuffing money into the hands of my soon-to-be second-year high school self.
“Don’t worry about your dad. I support you studying music and chasing your dreams.”
Eight Years After I Broke His Heart, I Begged Him to Save My Child
The year I graduated from high school, I rejected Gu Cong’s confession in front of the entire school.
I told him I already had a boyfriend.
He nodded politely and turned to leave.
At four o’clock the next morning, he boarded a plane to study abroad.
As for me, I continued my routine, heading out before dawn to snag a spot for my breakfast stall.
Eight years later.
Clutching my last seven thousand yuan, I boarded a train to the Capital with my gravely ill daughter in my arms.
After reviewing her medical records, the doctor shook his head.
“There’s probably only one doctor in the entire Capital who can perform this surgery.
“He’s a specialist who just returned from abroad. He once performed a successful operation on a patient with a condition very similar to your daughter’s.”
As he spoke, he called out to the man behind me with pleasant surprise.
“Let me introduce you. This is the man I was talking about-Gu Cong, Dr. Gu.”
Ex-Boyfriend’s Little White Dog
It was the fourth year of my relationship with Tong Yuen.
The harshest words I had ever heard came from his mother.
“Two men together-how are you supposed to get married and have children?”
“Don’t ruin him.”
“He was perfectly normal before he met you.”
“Mr. Fu, you’re not a child anymore. Have some sense.”
Finally, enduring the pain, I broke up with him.
But Tong Yuen spent the entire night huddled outside my door.
He tried to force the Little White Dog he had sewn together, stitch by stitch, into my hands.
When I rejected him again, he finally broke down in tears.
“Gege, you don’t want the Little White Dog… and you don’t want me anymore either?”
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.
Expired Old Love
I fell in love with a poor boy, but later broke up with him because he was poor.
Years later, he became successful and famous, while I, serving food, accidentally stained his girlfriend’s bag.
The young girlfriend sneered, “Do you recognize this bag? Can you afford to compensate for it?”
I smiled and handed her my own bag:
“A limited edition Birkin, three times the price of yours. Is it alright if I compensate you with this?”
First Snow, Last Kiss
In the third year of my marriage to my childhood sweetheart,
I happened to stumble across an old post he’d written.
In it, he talked about being forced to part from the person he truly loved, and how he had “no choice” but to marry the girl-next-door childhood friend.
And I just so happened to be that childhood friend in his story.
In his tragic little romance, I was the obstacle standing between the male and female leads.
Fortune’s Fate
I am the pampered little fake heiress who was driven out to the countryside.
To go from the young lady of Marquis Manor to a carpenter’s eldest daughter-there is simply no living like this!
In order to return to the noble circles of Capital City, I set my sights on the scholar next door.
Standing on a ladder, I waved my handkerchief coquettishly over the wall.
“Hey~ I heard you’re my fiancé?”
The man chopping firewood with his upper body bare slowly turned to look at me.
In an indifferent voice, he said, “I am Lin Jiaoyue’s fiancé.”