While adjusting the drip rate for a patient again, I caught her posting a video on TikTok. The video showed the IV drip currently hanging. Caption: “The nurse is all dressed up, probably planning to go on a date later.” “So I deliberately adjusted the flow rate to the slowest. Take your time, I’m in no rush.” “Hahaha, looks like the little nurse won’t be able to make her date.” 1 While I was hooking up the IV drip for the patient, she suddenly asked me: “Miss, how old are you?” I glanced at the patient. About thirty or forty years old, with somewhat dark skin and high cheekbones. She was wearing a red dress, the lace at the bottom worn out beyond recognition. I smiled: “Twenty-three.” “So young,” she looked me up and down a few times, “Got a boyfriend yet?” Facing so many patients every day, many older patients like to chat. I was used to it and replied: “Not yet.” The patient looked at me a few more times, then suddenly grinned and said: “Oh, wearing makeup for work? Your makeup skills are quite good. Dressed so prettily, do you have a date later?” I wear makeup just to look a bit more spirited at work, pleasing to my own eyes. But for some reason, this patient’s tone made me feel subtly uncomfortable. “No.” I didn’t want to explain much, carefully inserting the needle for her: “You have pneumonia, right? There are three bags in total. Call me when one is finished, and I’ll come change it for you.” I specifically instructed: “Don’t adjust the flow rate. It’s normal if there’s a little blood return later, don’t be scared. Ring the bell if you need me.” “Oh, okay, okay, I know. Go busy yourself.” She still had a smile on her face, as if the gaze that made me uncomfortable just now was just my imagination. The night shift was really too busy. I soon forgot about this matter and went to change IV drips for others. After a busy round, I could finally catch my breath. I found a chair to sit down, rubbing my legs sore from standing too long. Thinking that I could rest tomorrow, I couldn’t help smiling. Just as I was thinking about asking friends to hang out, the female patient from earlier suddenly rang the bell. “What’s wrong?” I got up and went over. “Uncomfortable, oh my, I feel terrible.” I was startled and quickly checked her infusion information. “Are you sure you’re not allergic to penicillin?” She nodded: “Not allergic, I’ve had it before.” No problem with the medicine, and no allergies. I asked with concern: “Where is it uncomfortable? How does it feel?” “Just uncomfortable,” she frowned, “I can’t describe it either. Oh, seems better now, not uncomfortable anymore.” My heart relaxed. Just as I wanted to leave, I saw a drop of medicine dripping down from the drip bottle after a long time. The flow rate had been adjusted to the slowest. I frowned: “Did you touch the flow rate?” “Ah, what? I felt uncomfortable with it dripping too fast.” I looked down at the patient and said helplessly: “There are regulations for drug flow rates. Don’t adjust it randomly. Tell me if you’re uncomfortable.” I reached out to adjust the flow rate to the standard speed. Thinking about her discomfort just now, I slowed it down a little bit. “I’ve adjusted it slower for you,” I instructed repeatedly, “Don’t touch the flow rate. Call me if you need anything.” “Okay, okay, sorry for troubling you.” 2 Although the patient’s attitude was good, she was really too troublesome. Every time I just sat down to rest, she started ringing the bell. “Miss, does your hospital have power banks? My phone is out of battery.” “No, the hospital doesn’t have power banks, but there are charging plugs over there.” I said kindly, “If your phone is out of battery, I can help you take it over to charge.” “Forget it, no need, thanks.” Not long after, the bell rang again! I got up tiredly and went over: “What’s wrong?” “Miss, this fluid is too cold. It feels uncomfortable and chilly.” I thought for a moment: “How about I give you a heat pack?” “Forget it, no need, sorry to bother you.” “It’s okay.” I waved my hand. As a result, just as I sat back to catch my breath, she rang the bell again! I resignedly went over: “Ma’am, what’s wrong now?” The woman had a smile on her face and pointed to my seat: “Miss, do you have a date later? I saw you smiling just now.” I had been busy all night, just smiled because I thought about the day off tomorrow! Fire rose in my heart, but I patiently said: “I don’t have a date. Please ring the bell only if you have something important.” “Okay, okay, sorry, I was just curious.” The woman’s face was piled with smiles: “I was just wondering, Miss, you’re so pretty, how can you not have a boyfriend?” “Must be lots of boys chasing you, right? Look at your white skin and big eyes, and makeup so well done.” She looked carefully at my face: “Your makeup is really detailed. Must take an hour or two to do, right? What time do you have to get up in the morning?” I was really annoyed, but seeing her alone getting an IV drip so late without anyone accompanying her. It was also quite pitiful. Maybe she was really just too lonely and wanted to find someone to talk to. “Not that long, just five or ten minutes.” Just as I wanted to tell her not to ring the bell if there was nothing, I suddenly remembered an hour had passed, and her drip should have been finished long ago. I looked up, but saw more than half of the first bag remaining. It took forever for a drop of medicine to fall. She adjusted the flow rate to slow again! This time I was really angry. “Didn’t I tell you not to adjust the flow rate? You have three bags in total. At this speed, you won’t finish even if you drip all night. “I already adjusted the speed slower for you just now, don’t touch it again!” Saying that, I reached out to adjust the flow rate. I meant well, afraid her injection time would be too long, having to suffer here all the time. The hospital chairs are cold and uncomfortable to sit on, better to finish early and go back to rest. Who would have thought the woman still had that grinning appearance: “Oh my, am I dripping too slow, delaying your date, Miss? Sorry about that!” I was furious, didn’t want to say a word anymore. Adjusted the flow rate and went back to sit. This time she didn’t ring the bell again. I breathed a sigh of relief, patrolled around, and went back to the room to mix medicine. Just finished mixing, the director came to check. She came in and walked around: “Is everything okay?” “No problems.” I shook my head: “All hooked up, I checked the medicine many times too, no problem.” “That’s good.” The director looked at my records: “Among the new batch, you are the most meticulous, not bad.” Just as she turned to leave, the bell rang again! I looked at the place where the bell rang, and my vision went black. It was that female patient again! Now other patients were unhappy too. The big brother sleeping with his head covered next to her suddenly lifted the blanket and said impatiently: “Are you done yet? How many times have you rung the bell tonight? Can’t you finish saying everything at once if you have something? Letting people sleep or not?!” The woman shrank her neck and whispered: “I feel uncomfortable, can’t I say it?” The director walked over: “What’s wrong, where is it uncomfortable?” She checked the medicine: “No problem—hmm? Why is your flow rate so slow?” “I feel uncomfortable if it’s too fast,” the woman glanced at me, “This miss keeps adjusting the flow rate faster for me, is it delaying her date?” “Hehehe,” she smiled, “Young people have rich night lives. Such a pretty girl must have many suitors. Many dates are understandable. It’s okay, just drip faster then, don’t delay her getting off work.” I was so angry my vision went black, and I said loudly: “I didn’t adjust it fast for you, I adjusted to the standard speed. Besides, I already slowed it down for you. If you feel uncomfortable anywhere, tell me. I don’t have a date, don’t talk nonsense!” The big brother next to her also helped: “The nurse has been called over by you several times. You said you were uncomfortable and she adjusted it for you. Why do you keep tormenting people?” “Who am I tormenting?!” The woman said aggrievedly, “Can’t I say it if I’m uncomfortable! “Are you helping her because she’s pretty? Do you want to chase her?!” The man rolled his eyes: “Crazy.” The director said seriously: “Your flow rate is too slow. I see you still have two bags. Like this, you can’t finish all night. Won’t you have to suffer here yourself?” “Where exactly are you uncomfortable? Should I change the medicine for you?” “No need, no need,” the woman waved her hands repeatedly, “Maybe the needle wasn’t inserted well just now. I asked, this miss is only 23, just graduated right?” “Intern, right? Oh my, college girls have no experience, it’s normal not to do well. It’s okay, I’m not a pretentious person, I can understand.” I was sure I inserted the needle perfectly just now! Just an IV drip, I practice every day at home, not to mention handled so many patients in the hospital, I haven’t failed inserting a needle for anyone! I suppressed my anger: “You said it wasn’t inserted well, where is it not well?” “Oh my, how would I know this? I’m not a professional. I just feel pain, look, there’s blood return.” She pointed to the back of her hand. There was no blood at all in the infusion tube. “Where?” “There was just now, maybe gone now.” The woman shrank back, “Don’t be angry, Miss. I won’t say it next time. I just don’t understand, I was scared, I didn’t mean it.” The director looked at her hand seriously: “Your needle insertion is fine, no blood return. Even if there is, it’s a normal phenomenon, don’t worry.” “Oh,” the woman laughed awkwardly, “Then maybe I saw wrong. I feel much better now. You adjust it, it’s fine.” The director adjusted the flow rate: “Our nurses are very responsible. They get off work on time and won’t leave early. Don’t worry, tell the nurse immediately if there are any problems.” “Hehehe.” The woman fake laughed twice. … Finally finished one bag, I went to change the medicine for the woman expressionlessly. The woman’s apple cheeks bulged: “Sorry, Nurse Miss. I’m a bit scared coming to the hospital alone for the first time. Don’t hold it against me.” I took a deep breath: “If there are any problems, notify me, and I will check for you. I won’t leave work early for a date. Even if my shift ends, a colleague will take over. We have people here 24 hours a day, you don’t need to worry about these.” “Okay, okay, hurry up and get busy. Sorry, I’m fine now.” There are too many such things in the hospital, I was really out of breath, so I hurried to mix medicine for others. Finally busy finishing and coming back, passing by the woman, she was playing with her phone with her back to me. I glanced out of the corner of my eye and froze. The woman was posting a short video, the screen showing the IV drip just put on. Caption: “The nurse is all dressed up, probably planning to go on a date later. So I deliberately adjusted the flow rate to the slowest. Take your time, I’m in no rush. Hahaha, looks like the little nurse won’t be able to make her date.” I looked up sharply, my brain buzzing! She adjusted the flow rate to the minimum again! 3 Working here for a while, I’ve seen quite a few weirdos. But this irritating, truly the first time I’ve seen such a person. Bad and stupid. I didn’t want to argue with her. Entangling with her was meaningless, and there was a risk of complaints. The woman moved and came back to her senses. Seeing me, she panicked, quickly turned off her phone, and smiled at me. I walked past her expressionlessly. I kindly didn’t want her to suffer here, but I didn’t expect there are people in the world who can have such great hostility towards a stranger they’ve never met. Without power, or even intelligence, she still tries her best to make things difficult for others. She probably doesn’t know we work in shifts. I have half an hour left before handing over to my colleague. Her time is worthless. If she wants to suffer, let her suffer here. … Half an hour later, my colleague came to take over. “Exhausted after a busy night, right? Hurry back and rest. Leaving at this time, you can still make it home for dinner.” My colleague smiled at me: “Today is Valentine’s Day, no date?” Is it Valentine’s Day today? I looked at my phone, really is. Busy working, couldn’t care less about these so-called holidays. But I have a bit of PTSD about the word date, quickly waved my hand: “No no no, I’m withdrawing, you get busy.” The female patient on the side saw me packing up to leave, her face suddenly changed! “You…” She stammered. “You’re leaving? I haven’t finished dripping yet.” “Yes, what’s wrong?” I said smilingly, “We work in shifts, don’t you know?” “I feel uncomfortable!” She suddenly said, “I’m not comfortable, help me check, is there a problem with this drip, oh my.” She frowned, looking somewhat in pain. I smiled: “Sorry, I’m getting off work. But my colleague is still here.” “Tell my colleague if you have anything. She’s on the first half of the night, another colleague will come for the second half. Don’t worry.” “Slow, slow, drip.” The woman’s face was a bit ugly, forcing a twisted smile. “Oh, like that. “Your shift is really relaxing, only these few hours a day?” “It’s okay,” I smiled and said: “You really don’t need to worry about delaying me getting off work. “Not to mention dripping for these few hours, even if you drip all night, it won’t delay anything. Rest assured, after work I do what I need to do, nothing is delayed.” The woman’s face turned darker, fingers clenching. The big brother next to her couldn’t help laughing out loud, saying in a voice everyone could hear: “Idiot.” I couldn’t be bothered with her, looked up and walked past her. Through the glass door in front, I could still see the woman staring dead at me from behind. Face livid, expression venomous. 4 Just walked to the parking lot, I received a message from another colleague. It was a link jumping to a short video. “Just saw it swiping local feed, look, is this you?” I clicked in and almost died of anger! That woman posted another video at some point, and this time she filmed my face directly! “Nurse job is so good, putting on makeup at work, don’t have to do any work, get off work to date after a few hours.” “Some people have good lives, can’t envy.” I didn’t mind the video just filming the drip earlier, but this time my features were clearly visible! She deliberately filmed my face! And this video had been pushed to local trending, with comments flooding below. “Nurse miss is so pretty, asking for contact info.” The woman replied: “She already has a partner. I was getting a drip and she wished she could adjust it to the fastest for me. Thinking I delayed her getting off work to play with men, I might as well have drunk it.” Added a mouth-covering laughing emoji. There were also sensible people speaking for me. “Not that easy to do, nurses are very tired, often have to work night shifts.” The woman replied quickly: “Indeed not easy, painting so exquisitely, what time does she have to get up in the morning to prepare? Still have to date at night, busy! Haha.” That person retorted: “If it’s so good, why don’t you do it?” “They only recruit young and pretty girls like this. Who wants an old woman like me? Don’t know why the hospital gets so many beauties, making men’s eyes straight, sigh.” Someone gave her advice: “You can complain about her.” The woman posted a teeth-baring smile emoji: “They are all connected, my complaint won’t work.” Then secretly posted a photo of me below. My ID number and name were clearly visible on it. How can a person be this despicable?! I was furious, strode back to the infusion hall. The woman was still typing frantically on her phone. Seeing me return, she immediately put on a fake smile. “Miss, why did you come back? Did you leave something behind?” I clenched my fingers: “What right do you have to film me? Do you know you have infringed my portrait rights?! “Besides, I didn’t adjust your drip flow rate fast at all, and I wasn’t rushing off work to date. What right do you have to talk nonsense?!” The woman played dumb: “I didn’t post anything, you found the wrong person, right?” I took out my phone and shoved it in front of her: “Isn’t this posted by you?! There are your previous videos below!” Although her previous videos were wearing revealing cheap clothes, looking like posing in a village bungalow. Or lip-syncing songs or finger dances with maximum beauty filter, but one could see it was the woman in front. Seeing I took out evidence, she shrank her head and laughed awkwardly: “I just posted it for fun, a joke. Miss, why are you so serious? “I just saw you were pretty, couldn’t help posting a video, I didn’t do anything.” Saying that, she reached out and tugged my clothes. “Look at you dressed so beautifully, who would believe you’re not going on a date? But your boyfriend is really lucky to find such a pretty partner like you.” She turned to ask the big brother beside her: “Right?” The big brother ignored her completely. The woman was rebuffed, dared not speak again. I pulled my clothes back sharply, saying word by word: “I say it again, your drip was operated according to standard procedures from beginning to end. If you think I have a problem, you can complain about me, but you cannot slander me like this.” The woman seemed not to expect my attitude to be so tough, hurriedly took out her phone, face still piled with that annoying smile. “Oh my, oh my, don’t be angry. I was just joking. If you don’t like it, I’ll delete it.” Saying so, she had no intention of deleting it at all. “Fine, you won’t delete it, right?” I was too lazy to talk nicely to her anymore, “Then I’ll call the police directly. Publicizing others’ portraits without consent constitutes infringement. I won’t talk to you, talk to the police.” “How can it be so serious,” the woman didn’t care: “Don’t scare me.” A girl nearby looked over here: “She’s not scaring you. Fabricating facts that damage others’ reputation and spreading them publicly on information networks, being clicked and viewed more than 5000 times, or reposted more than 500 times constitutes defamation.” She pointed to the woman’s phone: “Could be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of up to three years. If you really go to jail, your son and grandson won’t be able to take civil service exams.” I looked at her gratefully. The woman was fierce in appearance but faint in heart: “Don’t scare me. Who knows if you’re talking nonsense to trick me? I just posted a video, how can I go to jail!” Expression became nervous though. The girl hooked her lips, took out her phone, found a photo of her lawyer’s license: “Big sister, read more books if uneducated. What do I trick you for, what do you have for me to trick?” She looked at me: “Beauty, if you need to fight a lawsuit, find me, I’ll give you a 20% discount.” Hearing about fighting a lawsuit, the woman got scared. Her smile piled up like melted vegetable cream, greasy and nauseating. She muttered: “Oh my, I was just joking. Why are you taking it seriously? Young people nowadays are so serious, can’t even say a word.” Seeing me expressionless, she squeezed out a smile harder: “Miss, don’t be angry, don’t haggle with me. “Is it worth calling police and fighting lawsuits over such a small matter? I’m a rural woman with no knowledge. I filmed because you look good!” “Oh my, I really have no bad intentions! If you don’t believe me, ask around in our village, who doesn’t know I’m honest? If you don’t like it, I’ll delete it.” Saying so, she took out her phone and deleted the video in front of me. “Okay now?” She looked very aggrieved. “I’m from the village, uneducated, unlike you knowing this and that. I know you look down on me, I annoyed you.” A big sister next to her rolled her eyes: “Stop embarrassing village people. What’s wrong with village people? Village people aren’t as crazy as you.” The woman glared at her fiercely. The big sister didn’t tolerate her, suddenly stood up pointing at her: “What are you looking at? Look again and I’ll show you!” The woman hurriedly lowered her head, daring not speak. I warned her coldly: “I will keep watching your account and various platforms. If I find you posting my portrait or spreading rumors again, let’s meet at the police station.” The woman gritted her teeth, but dared not say anything more. I didn’t want to waste words with her anymore, turned and left. She was still muttering behind: “Dressed so nicely, how can it not be for a date, still lying…”

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The content of the Truth or Dare game on the variety show was to post a message on my social media: I like you, only visible to you. But, I posted it publicly for everyone to see. And I publicly replied instantly to messages from the opposite sex. The whole internet was waiting to see me, the famous entertainment industry “fish farmer” (someone who leads many people on), fail miserably. But unexpectedly. The cold movie emperor: [Do you want to ruin this family?] [Delete it quickly, I’ll pretend I didn’t see it, sis.] [Delete it now!] The top singer: [What did you see? Just tell me, I’ll bring it over immediately.] [Sister-in-law, delete the post quickly! My brother saw it, he’s lying flat!] The Beijing circle tycoon: [Not dating.] [If you really want to date, I can reluctantly agree.] [Let me make it clear first, if you want to date me, you must cut ties with everyone else.] [Hmm? Wasn’t I an instant reply?] [Why haven’t you replied yet?] [It’s okay if you don’t cut ties, I’m a traditional man, I must be the main husband, remember to bring that group of concubines to serve tea.] 1 I am a manipulative female star hated by the whole internet. The moment my name appears, it’s a storm of blood and rain. On Twitter, the comment section that appears. Most comments are [How many moms do you have? Trying to get clout like this?] [Did your sugar daddy not feed you enough? Fancying my brother? Didn’t you see him avoiding you like PTSD?] [Seeing my sister-in-law like this, the family probably feels relieved.] And so on, countless flame wars blocked by Twitter. I have no fans. They purely curse. I block them all. The cause is just that I got a bit close to some male stars in the circle. But most of them are my brother’s buddies. Asked by my brother to take care of me. That old cadre, often in the deep mountains and forests, doesn’t use the internet much. So he asked this group of people to take care of me. It’s just that I happened to be photographed a bit too much. Plus I was photographed visiting my brother on set. I tarnished the cold movie emperor in their hearts, plus the paparazzi said the movie emperor wasn’t dating. Netizens believed it without a doubt. So, I became a manipulative female star purely chasing clout. This time, to turn around my reputation, my agent stuffed me into the all-female variety show “Besties’ Wandering Guide”. Praying that this slow variety show with besties traveling, featuring female stars with super good reputations on the whole network, can save my non-existent reputation. 2 Four-person bestie party live travel variety show. Compared to the true besties variety stars Chloe and Joy. Chloe seems to like my impersonal old cadre brother Liam. Joy seems to be chasing my little follower singer Win. The other one is the famous girl-loving star Bella, who has CP chemistry with any female. Steady. Undoubtedly. This program is tailor-made to whitewash me! 3 With full expectations, I went straight to the program team’s site. Arriving at the cottage prepared by the program team. I saw the full warm arrangement. Sure enough, it’s an all-female variety show. Full of healing style. I was still admiring the beautiful scenery. I saw two beautiful ladies running towards me enthusiastically. Chloe and Joy. I had already opened my arms ready to welcome the two. Unexpectedly, they went straight past me and ran towards the back. Shining Bella. Goddess Bella, simple and clean attire, delicate and natural makeup, plus a very approachable smile. Whether she slays men is uncertain. Charming women is definitely certain. Netizens’ strict selection of versatile CP physique. Is authority. The barrage has already started mocking me: [Hahahahaha, look at that manipulative girl, she thought the bestie group came to welcome her, didn’t expect to be completely ignored!] [LMAO, sure enough, only in an all-female variety show can you see such a competitive woman fail.] [Luckily there are no men, otherwise we would have to feel sorry for this manipulative girl again.] [Ahhhhh! Such a good all-female variety show, why invite a manipulative girl?] [The program team is purely sick! But if there are more scenes like this, it’s not that I can’t accept the program team’s problem.] Seeing the barrage, I quickly explained for the bestie group. “Goddess Bella is so shining, I was stunned, it’s normal that they didn’t notice me.” Chloe and Joy turned their heads in disbelief upon hearing this, staring at me. The look was a bit strange. I gave them a reassuring look. I’m fine. Bella slightly curled the corners of her mouth, the smile seemed a bit meaningful, nodded slightly as a greeting. I rubbed my hands, carefully extended my hand to Bella. “Goddess Bella, hello, I’m your fan Fisher, you can call me Little Fish.” Bella smiled and extended her hand, “Hello.” The barrage started praising one and stepping on another again: [Heh~ Now knowing there are no men in this program, starting to curry favor with the most popular Goddess Bella?] [Still our Goddess Bella is the best, even knowing this woman is her brother’s dream girl, her attitude is so good.] [Sure enough, adjusting the sails to the wind, hasn’t even greeted the not-so-famous bestie group yet, right?] Goddess Bella’s brother? Who? I was a bit strange, but in my impression, there are almost no males named Huang (Bella’s surname in original context, kept consistent) I know. Otherwise, I couldn’t have just met the goddess now. I sighed. Sure enough, a disastrous start. This image, really… hard to reverse. Silently pushing the suitcase, following behind the trio. Remembering what my agent sister Jiang said: speak less, do more, be less infatuated, read more barrage. 4 Crossing the steps of the garden villa. While moving luggage. Chloe in front suddenly turned her head and said apologetically. “Little Fish, your luggage is too heavy, we seem unable to move it, you won’t blame us for not helping you carry luggage, right?” Just the tone was slightly strange. Lustful me, seeing a girl like this, quickly shook my head. “It’s okay, I can move it.” Joy and Chloe suddenly exchanged glances, I was a bit confused. The barrage seemed to scold me even more severely. [Hahahaha! Well done! Let her say the suitcase was too heavy to move when she leeched off Brother Liam’s heat last time!] [Now there are no men on the scene, naturally they don’t buy her act, her disguise is naturally torn off.] [Cool! Just this all-female variety show punishing the evil woman, cool!] I hesitated a bit. Huh? They are all kind ladies, how could they target me? Must be the barrage talking nonsense. However, last time visiting Liam on set, I brought things all ordered by my parents. A huge box, I definitely needed to sell some misery to get some living expenses from Liam. I haven’t had time to explain, the camera and everyone have moved indoors. I paused. Forget it. Traveling for so many days, there will always be a chance to mention it. 5 The ice-breaking game of variety shows is Truth or Dare, this simple and unpretentious little game. But it is indeed the fastest way to understand each other. There was still hot pot on the table. The game had already begun. The bottle on the table happened to turn to me. “Truth, or Dare?” I rolled up my sleeves, “Real woman, never play Truth.” Chloe and Joy looked at each other. I was a little scared. But pretended to be calm, what could happen? All are fragrant and soft little beauties, I won’t suffer a loss. A slightly expectant look appeared in my eyes. Joy spoke seriously, “Do you have a boyfriend or ambiguous object?” I hesitated, “Is this Truth? What does it have to do with Dare?” “We are worried that after playing this dare, your boyfriend will break up with you.” I sneered, “How is that possible? Men are just stumbling blocks on my road to becoming a god!” A trace of appreciation flashed across Bella’s eyes. But it seemed to be mixed with something else. Chloe smiled, “So there isn’t one?” I nodded affirmatively. Chloe smiled and read out the content of the dare. “On your social media, without blocking anyone, post the following content—I like you, only visible to you.” “Open the message box of the person who replies instantly.” I was silent for a moment, raised my hand obediently. “What if no one replies instantly?” “Then just pick the person who replies first and open the message box.” I nodded thoughtfully. Took out my phone, just edited the content, haven’t posted yet. Joy raised an eyebrow, “You wouldn’t deliberately block some people, would you?” I hesitated, handed out the phone, “How about, you guys post it?” Closed my eyes watching them click post. A bit painful. What if no one sends a message later. Wouldn’t I be finished? My reputation was already bad, now I’m going to be hated by everyone. Forget it, my agent Sister Jiang is watching my live broadcast all the time, she should send me one, right? Barrage swiping: [Tsk tsk tsk, just old variety show people! Know how to hit the snake at seven inches!] [Ahhh, LMAO, seeing the manipulative girl so unwilling, so cool!] [This post goes out, this manipulative girl’s fish pond must be overturned?] [Well done! I didn’t understand what the all-female variety show invited her for before, now I understand, she is a clown!] There were some other contents in the barrage, unsightly. I was a bit uneasy. Give some strength! Reply quickly! Probably my wish was too effective. Message notification sounds one after another. I breathed a long sigh of relief. Luckily. Joy and Chloe opposite, the moment they heard the message notification sound, their eyes lit up. Immediately afterwards, the phone was directly projected onto the screen. I saw the latest pop-up messages. Um, seems a bit many. Chloe and Joy saw the people on the list clearly, and their faces sank in unison. Pulling out a smile, Chloe asked: “Little Fish, whose do you want to see first?” I looked at the string of messages, showing despair. Picked a soft persimmon. My brother—Liam. Remark is his WeChat name “Spark”. I often block him, the remark I gave him before was “Pretentious Bro”. Now too lazy to remark. Chloe looked at the avatar on it with some hesitation. “This person, seems to be Teacher Liam?” I nodded, frankly said: “Yes.” Chloe’s hand handing over the phone shook, “Aren’t you afraid he will reprimand you?” I quickly took the phone that almost fell into the hot pot. “Why would he scold me?” Chloe widened her eyes in disbelief, “Shouldn’t Teacher Liam scold you?” That’s leeching off heat! I don’t know if my brother scolded me, but the barrage started scolding me again: [No way? Will die without leeching heat?] [Just this? Dying soon and still frying heat?] [Sigh, after all black red is also red, as long as red, who cares how.] [Fisher lives so unscrupulously, parents must have flown away right?] [Brother Liam hates this group of heat-leeching stars the most, waiting for the manipulative girl to be blocked.] I turned my head, not looking at the barrage. Out of sight, out of mind. Directly clicked open my brother’s message chat box. Projection floated out, camera aimed. Spark: [?] [Do you want to ruin this family?!!] [Delete it quickly, I’ll pretend I didn’t see it, sis.] [Delete it now!] Silence all around. Listening carefully, there was still the sound of surprise from Goddess Bella dropping a beef ball into the soup. Obviously everyone was stunned. Everyone looked shocked. Chloe looked ugly, forgetting even basic expression management. Staff seemed to be still digesting this news. Only I calmly sent messages. [Pretentious Bro, rest assured, I won’t love you even if I love anyone.] [Content of Truth or Dare.] The opposite was also an instant reply. [Luckily, my life is saved.] Barrage scrolling crazily: [Ahhhhhh! Is it really Brother Liam?] [Holy crap, isn’t this really someone Fisher found to impersonate?] [But such a lie that breaks with a poke, shouldn’t be necessary right?]

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I was the heiress of the Qin family, which had just gone bankrupt. To save the company, my father married me off to the newly rising tech mogul, Lucas Cole. Nobody knew that Lucas was the ex-boyfriend I had abandoned. On our wedding night, he looked at me coldly: “Don’t think I still like you. Marrying you is just an expedient measure. We’ll divorce once the acquisition is complete.” Suddenly, a row of bullet comments floated before my eyes. [The villain’s only tough part is his mouth.] [Supporting female lead, don’t believe him. I testify, he looks at your photos every night and craves your body.] [Villain on the surface: Don’t think I like you. Inner thoughts: Boohoo, why isn’t wifey coaxing me yet?] [Supporting female lead, you’re confused. Believe it or not, with one ‘Hubby’, the villain will instantly become a loyal dog and lick you clean.] Looking at Lucas preparing to leave, I tentatively called out: “Hubby?” The man’s figure froze abruptly. His deep eyes stared straight at me, as if he would swallow me alive the next second. 1 “What did you just call me?” Lucas’s voice was a bit hoarse. Although still cold, it no longer had the aura of keeping people thousands of miles away. Knowing the trick from the bullet comments worked, I immediately softened my tone: “Can you not leave? It’s thundering outside, I’m scared.” I wasn’t lying. Since my grandmother passed away, I’ve been terrified of thunder, and Lucas knew it. He stared at me like that for a long time. Just when I thought he would leave directly, Lucas took pajamas from the closet and went to the bathroom. Didn’t he shower before? Since when did Lucas become such a clean freak? The bullet comments were restless now: [Silly baby, the villain isn’t being a clean freak, it’s hehehe…] [With one ‘Hubby’ from the supporting female lead, the villain’s body must be burning up. If he doesn’t go into the bathroom, he’ll lose face.] [No choice, the villain hasn’t touched a woman for so many years. Relying on photos of the clothes left by the supporting female lead every day, it’s understandable he couldn’t hold back for a moment.] [Ah, the villain is like this, yet still whispering the supporting female lead’s name in the bathroom. These two are too pure love.] [Upstairs, do you have any misunderstanding about pure love?] The bullet comments stunned me one after another. Is this a comment section or a no-man’s land? Why do the black words look dirtier the more I read? My face flushed. I endured for a long time before resisting the urge to eavesdrop at the bathroom door. I changed into pajamas and lay on the bed first. An hour later, Lucas came out of the bathroom. Wearing only pajama pants, no shirt. I had to admit, I haven’t seen a man with a better figure than Lucas to this day. Simply the ceiling of lean muscles, full of sexual tension. Crystal water droplets slid down the man’s firm pectoral muscles and abdominal muscles, finally slowly disappearing into the sexy Apollo’s belt. Making me swallow uncontrollably. 2 “Seen enough?” The man’s voice betrayed no emotion. I immediately looked away: “Who’s looking at you?” Bullet comments: [If she doesn’t look at you, you’re unhappy again.] [As soon as the supporting female lead looks away, the villain’s eyebrows are furrowed into a frown.] [Supporting female lead, don’t be afraid. We can not only look but also touch. Believe it or not, if you touch him, the villain will have to go to the bathroom again?] Naturally, I didn’t dare to touch. I knew how strong Lucas was. Endless strength all over his body. I was afraid that before I even touched him, he would break my hand in the next second. The bullet comments were all a bunch of people who enjoyed watching the drama. The man beside me seemed to hesitate for a while, took another quilt from the closet, and lay down. A two-meter bed, forcibly slept into two separate territories by us. [Refusing to share a quilt with wifey now. Wait until wifey dies, you’ll be crying looking at photos every night.] [Cherish the days you can still see the supporting female lead. She is the most beautiful person in the whole book, and soon you won’t be able to see her.] Yes, from the bullet comments just now, I knew I would die soon. This world seemed to be a “chasing wife crematorium” angst novel. Lucas was the villain, and I was the villain’s early-deceased white moonlight. The male lead was Lucas’s half-brother, Liam Cole. Lucas’s mother committed suicide due to depression because of Liam’s mother’s interference. From then on, Lucas lived a poor life with his grandparents. This led to his constant hostility towards Liam. Although it was only the beginning of the story, the two companies already had signs of hostility. The real trigger was my death. The day after my wedding, I went abroad for business and met Liam’s friends. To vent anger for Liam, they hired a few foreigners to teach me a lesson. Unexpectedly, those foreigners coveted my beauty, insulted me, and threw my body into the sea. Just like that, Lucas went completely mad, reaching a point of endless enmity with Liam. But how could the villain defeat the protagonist? In the end, Lucas died in the sea where I had my accident. Seeing this, I immediately took out my phone and cancelled tomorrow morning’s flight ticket. And told my assistant to change tomorrow’s cooperation to an online meeting. If the other party disagreed, cancel the cooperation directly. Making money is not as important as saving my life. Bullet comments: [?? The supporting female lead isn’t going abroad? Great! Such a beautiful supporting female lead, I feel heartache thinking of her dying so miserably.] [This is a rare villain in romance novels who won’t fall in love with the heroine. The villain was so miserable since childhood, please author give him a good ending.] [No matter how miserable, it doesn’t change the fact that he hurt the male and female leads. Why are people still whitewashing the villain? Do you have any morals?] [Fine, fine, upstairs is noble. Then I wish you can still love the brother who took everything from you after encountering everything the villain did.] [Honestly, if I encountered what the villain did, my resentment could feed ten evil sword fairies.] 3 I was engrossed in reading the bullet comments when movement came from the man beside me turning over, along with unbearable low groans. Lucas had old injuries on his body, smashed by heavy objects on the construction site before. It would hurt whenever it rained. Thinking of the bullet comments saying he stayed a widower for me for decades, and later died in the sea with my ashes. I couldn’t help my eyes getting hot. My hand tentatively reached into the man’s quilt and slowly climbed onto his shoulder. I felt Lucas’s body stiffen, but he didn’t stop me. Until my hand touched his pectoral muscles, Lucas’s breath stopped, suddenly grabbing my hand, his voice hoarse: “What are you doing?” I pursed my lips: “Where is the medicated oil? I’ll rub it for you?” The man’s grip on my hand tightened, his Adam’s apple rolling violently. I knew what Lucas was thinking. Before we broke up, I often massaged him, but every time I massaged, it got out of hand. The more I thought, the hotter my body became. I hurriedly withdrew my hand and turned my back to him. “Forget it if you don’t want to. Sleep.” [Ahhh, supporting female lead why did you retreat? Just persist a bit longer, the string of reason in the male supporting character would break.] [Don’t worry, since the supporting female lead isn’t going abroad, this string will break sooner or later. Unfocused pupils are the fate of the supporting female lead.] The bullet comments were really unsightly. I simply closed my eyes and covered my head with the quilt not to look. Maybe because the wedding was too tiring, I fell asleep unknowingly. 4 The next day, I was suffocated awake. When I opened my eyes, my head was buried in the man’s full pectoral muscles. Lucas held me in his arms. Big hands tightly circled my waist. When did I crawl into Lucas’s quilt? Struggling a few times, Lucas seemed to sense it and hugged me tighter dissatisfiedly. Head buried in his pectoral muscles again. Enduring again and again, I couldn’t bear it anymore. I struggled out of Lucas’s arms with difficulty and finally breathed a sigh of relief. How can this man’s muscles be so hard? Hard as iron all over, almost suffocated me to death. I went to the bathroom to wash up and found clear bite marks on my neck in the mirror. [Supporting female lead, no need to doubt, it was the villain who bit.] [Ahhh, who understands my mood watching the villain bite the supporting female lead last night? This behavior of the villain really looks like a dog marking its exclusive property.] [Didn’t expect the villain carefully scooped his wife into his arms yesterday and secretly kissed her several times. I just want to laugh.] Fingers stroking the bite marks left by Lucas, I couldn’t help chuckling. [??? No, why is the supporting female lead laughing too? Does she also enjoy being bitten by the villain?] [Good, good, good. The villain being perverted isn’t enough, now even the supporting female lead is this perverted. Shipping you guys is my destiny.] I ignored what the bullet comments said and happily went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. Didn’t have time to observe yesterday. Now looking, Lucas’s home was terribly cold and hard. Only black, white, and gray colors in the whole house. Because he didn’t like others touching his things, there wasn’t even a servant. The things in the refrigerator were pitifully few. I took out a piece of luncheon meat and couldn’t help murmuring. “Really don’t know how he lived these years.” “What are you doing?”

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My family is at the very bottom of the high society ladder. I am notoriously cowardly in our circle, daring not to offend anyone. When Adrian Sterling, the heir to the Sterling empire, confessed his love to me. Seeing the murderous looks from the top socialites. I cowardly chose to flee the scene by pretending to go to the bathroom. After returning, I immediately packed my bags and ran off to a remote mountain to raise pigs. I only dared to return after hearing that Adrian had a new love interest. Who knew that as soon as I stepped out of the train station, I was pulled into someone’s arms. A mocking chuckle sounded in my ear. “Baby, I caught you.” 1 Thanks to my grandfather’s brilliant business acumen. When I was ten, our family successfully squeezed into the high society circle. But no matter how you look at it, we were just at the tail end. To keep this barely-there status. We were warned from a young age to be cautious in our words and deeds, and never to offend anyone. Reciting “rise together, fall together” eight hundred times a day. So my cousin and I began a multifaceted spy career spanning over twenty years. We dared not offend any young master or miss. To ensure we didn’t stand on the wrong side. If we encountered a conflict, we would part ways on the spot, each standing in a different camp. Balancing everything perfectly 360 degrees. Ensuring we weren’t affected by the disasters of top-tier figures, defending this hard-earned status. Thinking that after enduring until college graduation, I would have the chance to marry the grandson of my grandfather’s comrade-in-arms. From then on, move far away, away from disputes. Who knew that just as I was about to step out of the school gate, my path was blocked. At that time, I was arguing heatedly with my cousin Chloe about the ownership of the arranged marriage. “I’m the older sister, I should marry first, so he’s mine.” “You’re smarter than me, you should go work in the company and contribute to the family.” I retorted matter-of-factly. “For the scale of our assets, your brain is enough,” Chloe didn’t yield at all. “Besides, last time when we broke ties, I played the bad guy. This time it’s your turn to sacrifice, right?” ?! “How can these two things be compared? This is a lifelong event!” Unexpectedly, Chloe looked calm, “Doesn’t taking sides count? Taking the wrong side is also a lifelong event, a very serious one.” Damn, her brain really works well, how can she talk so well. I thought for a long time before squeezing out a sentence, “What if Grandpa’s comrade’s grandson is ugly? Don’t you like handsome guys the most?” “I’d marry him even if he were a toad,” Chloe didn’t hesitate at all, “It’s better than living in fear here every day.” This woman! Why is she so stubborn! I sprinted towards the school gate, preparing to ignore martial ethics. What sisterly love, whoever grabs the husband first gets him. Chloe chased me from behind, spewing fragrant words. Just at the moment of rushing towards freedom, my path was blocked by a crowd gathered at the school gate. With no mood to watch the fun, I lifted my foot to go around. Unexpectedly, someone in the crowd shouted “Lily is here,” and the crowd automatically made a path. I looked confused, following the flow of people. At the end of the crowd was a magnificent sea of flowers. Adrian Sterling, the renowned heir in the circle, was standing in front of the flowers holding a large bouquet of roses. The well-fitted suit perfectly accentuated his superior proportions of broad shoulders and narrow waist. Completely different from his usual lazy and loose image. I froze for a moment, watching Adrian’s approaching steps and thinking about the sentence “Lily is here.” My brain spun fast. Could it be? Maybe? Save me, save me! You have to know that Grandpa warned Chloe and me repeatedly not to date young masters from wealthy families. He said he didn’t need us juniors to marry for alliances or anything, or contribute much to the family. He only begged us not to provoke these immortals, lest a breakup lead to retaliation that would crush our fragile assets. Seeing Adrian about to walk right up to me, I silently lowered my head and took a step back. But found the road blocked. Moved left, Adrian took a step with me. Moved right, he followed again. After a few times, I lowered my head and swallowed nervously. Adrian chuckled low, his voice carrying a bit of indulgence, “Little Lily, look up.” Help, dare not look up. Dare not refuse, also dare not agree. Refusing offends the heir, agreeing means that top socialite lady will tear me apart. See, the older generation didn’t work hard enough, and the younger generation doesn’t even have freedom in love. Sure enough, as soon as I looked up, a sinister gaze shot over from the crowd. Feeling like needles on my back, I weakly found a universal excuse. “Um, really sorry, can I go to the bathroom first?” 2 “Chloe!!!” Squatting in the bathroom stall, I started crying for help frantically. Before I could send the second sentence, Chloe’s message came back. “Report, I’m outside the bathroom, Adrian hasn’t left yet.” I was so anxious I wanted to kowtow to my grandma who passed away years ago. Can someone guide this child on how to solve this with high EQ? I’m about to crumble. Just now, after hearing my weak request to go to the bathroom. Adrian froze for a second, cleared his throat, his tone still carrying a bit of suppressed laughter. “Okay.” Then he dismissed the people, handed the flowers to a brother beside him, and followed me to the bathroom. “Go ahead.” Before I went in, he raised his hand to rub my head, smiling lazily, but his tone was full of threat. “But Lily, if you dare play tricks again…” My legs went soft from fear, and I tremblingly hid in the bathroom. This wasn’t the first time Adrian confessed to me. Last time was two years ago, he cornered me in the library and said he liked me. I waved my hands in fear, my brain smoking before coming up with the very reasonable and inoffensive excuse that “family doesn’t allow dating while studying.” Adrian didn’t say anything then, plus I hid whenever I saw him in the past two years, flashing away when I heard he was coming. Didn’t see him many times in total. I thought after so long, the heir had long forgotten me like a fart, who knew he would come again. “Just give the arranged marriage to me, okay?” I typed frantically on my phone, “I’ll tell Adrian I have a husband when I go out later.” “?” Even across the screen, I could see Chloe’s disdainful expression looking at an idiot. “Is he a fool?” “What can’t a young master with hands and eyes reaching the sky find out?” “If Adrian knows you married someone else just to reject him, let alone tearing down our family, he could tear down Grandpa’s comrade’s family too, believe it?” I sighed, thinking through everything I did in this life that could attract Adrian’s attention, but still couldn’t understand why he fancied me. “Then what should I do?” “I’ve been in the bathroom for an hour, time to go out right?” No movement from Chloe’s side. I looked at the top right corner, there is signal, not just 5G, 5GA even. Did something uncontrollable happen outside? Just when I thought of eight hundred possibilities, Chloe finally sent a message. “I thought about it carefully.” “The best way now is to stall.” I looked confused, what? “Stall? How to stall?” “Yes, later you just tell Adrian you’ll consider it carefully.” “When you go home, tell Grandpa you want to go to the mountains to experience grassroots life.” “When Adrian comes looking, say you were punished to raise pigs in the mountains because you didn’t want to work or strive after graduation.” “I’ll find a beauty to seduce him, and you come back when he doesn’t like you anymore.” “Maybe I don’t even need to find one, that socialite lady will definitely try hard too.” … Although unreliable, why does it seem so reliable? When I went out, Adrian was leaning against the corridor wall, looking down at his phone. Seeing me come out, he stood up straight, the corner of his mouth curving up, “Willing to come out?” I went through the script I had recited dozens of times in my heart again, gathering courage. “Um… Young Master Sterling, I…” Before I could finish, I was ruthlessly interrupted. Adrian leaned down, warm air wrapping words drilling into my ears, making my face hot. “It’s not the old society, why call me Young Master?” “Call me by name.” Damn this hateful playboy, made me forget the script I memorized so hard. “Lily?” Seeing I didn’t speak, Adrian asked in a low voice very patiently. I quietly took a breath, steadied my mind, brain reconnected. “Adrian, um, can you give me some time?” After speaking, I lowered my head and closed my eyes tightly, daring not look at the expression opposite. If I can’t see it, it means nothing happened. I can’t see, I can’t see. No response for a long time, so long that I couldn’t help opening my eyes and looking up. But bumped into Adrian’s meaningful gaze. He continued to stare at me for a long time before sighing deeply, seemingly compromising helplessly. “Okay, I’ll give you time.” 3 When we got home, Chloe and I immediately found Grandpa. After much persuasion, he agreed to let me go to the countryside to raise pigs. “Once you go deep into the mountains, throw your phone away and pretend there’s no signal.” “Adrian won’t be able to find you!” While helping me pack, Chloe was proud of her strategy. “Will it work? Everything is scientifically scaled now, will he believe there’s no signal in our factory?” “He’s never been to the countryside, how would he know.” Chloe rolled her eyes at me. Alright… After packing two huge suitcases, Chloe continued to talk to me about the next battle plan. “I’ll go seek refuge with that socialite lady, say I hate you so I sent you to the mountains, creating opportunities for her.” “The rest depends on her!” I looked at her and asked a soul-searching question. “Didn’t you say you’d find a woman to seduce Adrian?” Chloe cursed, “Isn’t there a ready-made one? Why do you use your brain when arguing with me?” … Sleep, suddenly so sleepy. After kicking Chloe out of the room, I lay on the bed feeling hopeless. May I ask why our family insists on joining the wealthy? Isn’t it good to be a rich person deep in the mountains? I could be very arrogant. Unlike now, where everyone can be arrogant to me. Turns out having money isn’t always a good thing. Just when I finally realized these truths, Adrian’s video call suddenly popped up. Can’t see, I’m asleep… “Lily, if you don’t answer, I’ll go to your house to find you.” Seeming to anticipate what I was thinking, Adrian messaged directly. So when the video call rang again, I resignedly picked up. “Sorry, didn’t see it just now.” Please don’t be angry, Young Master. Adrian looked like he just showered, face a bit red, hair still damp. “Mm.” He stared at me, seeming not to care about this clumsy excuse. “Lily, call me.” Adrian’s voice was extremely hoarse. I looked at him doubtfully. Which move of the playboy manual is this? Hooking my heart a bit itchy. “Be good, call me.” His voice was so hoarse it was almost unrecognizable. I bit the bullet and called out “Adrian”. Thinking he must be a fox spirit reincarnated in his past life, how come he only knows these seductive tricks. No movement on the other side, just his eyes in the screen were a bit unfocused, face more flushed. Then he let out a few fragmented sighs. ? ! ? ! ! How could he??? Scared, I immediately turned off the screen, heart pounding. At the same time wishing I could delete Adrian’s WeChat and throw the phone into a recycling app. How could he do this? Is this still that lazy, unruly, arrogant heir? I think he doesn’t look like a young master at all, but very much like a male model. After a long time, Adrian messaged back. “Scared?” “Just couldn’t hold back because I was too close to you today, won’t happen next time, okay?” I turned the phone face down, really sleeping this time, can’t see. When counting the 7698th star, Adrian added another sentence. “Lily, don’t be afraid of me.” I silently turned off the phone, got out of bed, and took two sleeping pills from Grandpa’s study. Don’t be afraid? Strange if I’m not afraid? Really looking forward to waking up tomorrow and saying bye-bye to all troubles~ 4 Watching the mountains get deeper and deeper, I confirmed the driver again and again. Yes, it’s our dear Driver Wang who has worked with us for many years. Should probably maybe be reliable. Finally, when I was getting more and more suspicious, the car stopped. Looking at the endless green around, I couldn’t help complaining. Must we be such honest merchants? Saying pure natural means this pure natural. Before I could stand firm, Chloe called. “Mom, is Adrian sick?” Me: Huh? “He called me eight hundred times this morning!!!” Chloe’s voice carried rare breakdown, “Said if he can’t contact you, he’ll make me look good.” “Make me look good how? Make my life look good?” Chloe cursed loudly, “Where did he learn these CEO quotes.” “Said you were sent by family to raise pigs, what business is it of his!!!” “Um…” I weakly interrupted her accusation, “What’s the situation now? What should I do?” Chloe put away her emotions, narrowed her eyes, and sneered, “Don’t turn on your original phone.” “I’ll go find that socialite lady this afternoon, let her use her childhood sweetheart advantage.” “Just wait, Adrian. Dare not provoke me openly, can’t I use dirty tricks?” Very good… Chloe’s competitive spirit is up. I silently sympathized with Adrian in my heart. Don’t look at Chloe being as cowardly as me on the surface, the bad water in her stomach is deeper than the Pacific Ocean. However, when I turned on the old phone and saw Adrian’s 99+ messages, sympathy for him disappeared completely. Until I turned off the phone, pulled the SIM card and stuffed it under the bed, my heart was still pounding. In Adrian’s 99+ messages just now, besides crazy video and voice calls. The last few sentences made my eyelids twitch. He said, “Lily, playing me again, right?” “Baby, don’t let me catch you.” “Otherwise, if you can escape one meter, I’ll admit defeat.” Clearly separated by mountains, my legs still went soft unconsciously. Too scary. Will he lock me in the basement and hang me up to beat me? I see rich people on TV always have some weird plays. Chloe, please do your best, hold on. In the following days, Chloe, afraid of being caught by Adrian, didn’t contact me at all. Every day besides learning how to raise pigs with advanced scientific assembly lines with the factory director, I could only pass time by appreciating the green mountains and rivers. After all, I really couldn’t understand the intense gossip at the village entrance; this dialect is too hard to learn. Occasionally put on airs of a rich lady, warning the cafeteria auntie that if she gave me so little meat again, I’d tell their leader. Days without psychological burden are too beautiful. But there were times of regret. Like when shoveling manure in the pigsty wearing protective suits and rain boots. Actually, I think being cautious in the city is also fine, at least living in luxury and eating well. Ever since Grandpa called asking me to endure hardship at the grassroots level, I became the person with the most resentment in this mountain. Up before dawn, serving pigs during the day, learning breeding knowledge, and studying politics with the factory director at night. “Chloe, I really can’t take it anymore.” I started urging Chloe every day. After enduring half a year of painful physical labor. Chloe finally told me Adrian had a new little white flower, and I could go back. “Damn scumbag, changing affections so fast.” I blurted out subconsciously, then realized it was wrong. Isn’t this what I hoped for? Without waiting for Driver Wang to pick me up, I simply packed up and fled the mountain. If I don’t leave now, I have to work two more days. I won’t!!! “How long until arrival?” Chloe suddenly messaged, making me doubtful. Why does this person care about me so much today, asking how long until arrival all the time. Didn’t I send her the train information? To get home faster, I didn’t hesitate to sacrifice my old waist and took a 9-hour high-speed train. After exiting the station and breathing the cordial and not-fresh-at-all city air, I couldn’t help opening my arms and stretching. “Still, the life of luxury without working is good.” Unexpectedly, before I could retract my hands, a burning heat pressed against my back, and my waist was tightly hooped by someone. Adrian’s familiar mocking voice sounded in my ear, “Baby, caught you.” “Won’t let you go this time.”

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At the Best Actress Award ceremony. In the group photo, a C-list actress took my center spot. The person in charge said with difficulty: “This is President Sterling’s girlfriend. He specifically asked us to take care of her.” “Would you mind… changing seats?” I agreed. After the ceremony ended. My agent comforted me in a low voice: “You had to yield. The Sterling family is powerful; we can’t afford to offend them.” “Darling, you’ve been wronged.” After a moment of silence, I shook my head. In the years I was with Liam Sterling. He did plenty of unreasonable things like this for me too. Now the tables have turned. It’s only fair. 1 When I broke up with Liam Sterling, I knew this day would come. What he once gave me, he would one day give to someone else. I rode his coattails and had it too easy back then. So much so that after the breakup, all the resources tilted towards me returned to their original positions. I suddenly fell silent, becoming a nobody in the industry. It took me a few years of playing supporting roles one after another to make a name for myself again. It’s the same for Bella Hayes. Young, an internet celebrity, never even acted in a serious drama. Yet she could appear at the star-studded award ceremony and occupy the position I fought for years to get. Coincidentally, at the dinner before the ceremony, Bella was also arranged to sit next to me. While taking a selfie, the tea cup in her hand jerked back violently. Scalding tea flew towards me. If I hadn’t been quick enough to block it with my bag. It wouldn’t have been my arm and neck that got scalded, but the haute couture gown worth eight figures. This was considered a significant accident. The organizers were startled and sent me to the hospital. Bella followed with a face full of guilt. The injury was a bit serious. The blisters needed to be pricked first, then medication applied. I was afraid of pain. In the past, I would grab the arm of the person next to me in fear. That person would look at my trembling appearance with amusement and say I was useless. Ironically, the person accompanying me now was his new love. Bella was on the phone, her voice trembling: “President Sterling… I caused trouble for you.” “I didn’t mean to spill the tea, I will apologize, but the public opinion…” She spoke timidly for a long time, weeping like a pear blossom bathed in rain, humble and pitiful. The man on the other end sounded indifferent: “Such a small matter, and you bother me with it.” Bella whispered: “She’s quite a big star, and the burn is serious. If her fans make a fuss…” Her sobbing was interrupted impatiently by the man: “Who?” “Chloe Vance.” Silence on the other end for a second. Liam’s tone was very light: “I know.” Hanging up the phone, Bella breathed a long sigh of relief. She smiled embarrassedly: “About the center spot… I didn’t know.” Perhaps not wanting to make enemies, she explained apologetically: “I just wanted to attend for some exposure, so I mentioned it to President Sterling… I didn’t expect he would arrange the center spot for me directly, sorry.” She still didn’t understand Liam’s style. With his status, since he arranged it, his subordinates would automatically offer the best. Things have come to this. I smiled politely back: “It’s a small matter.” I was also a beneficiary back then. Now I can only say what goes around comes around. There’s nothing to feel wronged about. 2 After the event, my agent, Sister Yu, came to the hospital to see me. The Best Actress award was an upset this time. It was given to a newcomer whose works and acting skills were inferior to mine. Obvious manipulation ruined my efforts of the past few years. Sister Yu looked at me with heartache: “If you were still with Liam Sterling, who could snatch your award?” I was silent. Some things are not meant to last. I was the one who proposed the breakup. After all, he came home later and later, and his attitude towards me grew colder. News of the CEO of Sterling Group marrying the daughter of an overseas conglomerate was everywhere. I wanted to save some face for myself. Actually, when I was with Liam, I also suffered a lot of grievances. After all, he was the embodiment of resources and wealth. Whoever had him could have stardom within easy reach. At that time, the female lead in the same crew was Liam’s ex-girlfriend. Unluckily, I played the supporting female role. A scene where the heroine slaps the scheming supporting female lead was NGed more than twenty times. When I came out of the studio, my face was swollen like a pig’s head. Too many similar things happened, but I endured them all. Liam didn’t know, or maybe he knew but couldn’t be bothered to ask. After all, in his eyes, I was no different from those women who stayed with him for resources. At most, he just teased me lightly: “You can endure quite a lot.” I told Sister Yu this as a joke. She was stunned: “How can you think like that? You are the one who went through hardships with him.” I smiled. What does that count for? 3 I was like her. Everyone thought Liam lost in that upheaval among the Sterling family’s top management. Liam’s father suffered a cardiac arrest and died suddenly in the company. Liam’s uncles suddenly rebelled, occupying the Sterling family’s assets and joining forces to squeeze the young heir out of the company. When a tree falls, the monkeys scatter. During that time, I was the only one left by Liam’s side. I started taking roles desperately. The pressure was too great, I always had nightmares, then woke up screaming, subconsciously hugging Liam. He opened his sleepy eyes, gently pulled me into his arms, and asked me warmly what was wrong. I sobbed: “I dreamed you committed suicide.” “You must not do anything foolish, no matter what happens… I will be by your side.” That was the first time I saw Liam stunned. He narrowed his eyes, cupped my face, and looked at me silently. I also saved Liam’s life once. When the out-of-control car rushed over, I subconsciously pushed him away. Lying in the ambulance, I held his hand and cried in fear: “Liam Sterling, am I going to die?” … After waking up, there was a red string on my wrist. It was what Liam’s mother kowtowed step by step to pray for in Tibet, saying it could ensure safety. Liam had always worn it close to his body. Now, for some unknown reason, it appeared on my wrist. During that time, he seemed to have changed a lot. The high-and-mighty person would also cook meals for me personally. If I had no appetite, he would bring the bowl to the bedside and feed me mouthful by mouthful. While I was hospitalized, the Sterling Group’s top management underwent a second thorough purge. They all said Liam Sterling made a comeback. I thought so too, happy for him beyond measure. Until one day, I went to deliver a watch to Liam. Outside the clubhouse door. Several young masters surrounded by pretty girls sat opposite Liam: “Congrats Brother Liam, finally cleaned out those old ministers.” “We were scared to death when you had the car accident, thought those old guys really wanted to off you, didn’t expect it was all staged by you from beginning to end.” “What’s the name of the girl who pushed you away? Saving your life, you have to repay with your body, right?” Liam tapped the ash lightly: “Her? Not worthy yet.” “This kind of woman is best at acting, with three parts true feelings, acting until you fall into it, finally offering all your assets with both hands.” Those young masters fell silent: “Then… how do you plan to deal with her?” He didn’t speak, sitting with lowered eyes in the dim light. Several pretty girls sensibly leaned over, pressing against his chest. I didn’t want to watch anymore, turned and left. 4 Sister Yu is one of the few people who knew I had a past with Liam. When I met her, she was still Liam’s secretary. Witnessed our relationship from beginning to end. Many years later I broke up with Liam. I was suppressed for a long time. She quit her decent and high-paying job beside Liam and ran over to be my agent. I asked her what she was thinking. She laughed heartily: “I bet you two can reunite, then I will be the boss’s wife’s leader.” Sister Yu is the smartest person I have ever met, only lost once in this matter. It is now the third year since the breakup. Liam has changed girlfriends I don’t know how many times. I am secretly married with a daughter, my career is stable, and I have my own family. We have long been strangers. The next day, I video chatted with my husband. Daughter didn’t know where she went to play, only my husband looked at the wound on my jaw, frowning: “I have already bought a plane ticket, coming to take care of you…” I smiled and shook my head, just about to speak. Bella walked in holding fresh flowers, leading a group of staff carrying cameras. My heart sank, I hung up the phone. She expressed her condolences for a long time, with sincere words, obviously a drafted script. I also cooperated with polite remarks. Whether I recognize it or not doesn’t matter. The organizers have already come forward, saying the seating chart was wrong. Online comments turned to Bella’s side, gaining her a wave of fans. The power of capital. I shook my head, maintaining a polite smile. The atmosphere was always harmonious. Until the ward door was pushed open. The man opening the door wore a suit, bowing and smiling apologetically. Then, a tall and slender figure walked in.

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My cousin was locked at home by her parents because she insisted on being with a blond-haired delinquent. I understood immediately: Liking a blondie is a legitimate excuse to be a NEET (Not in Education, Employment, or Training). So I went home and said to my stepbrother: “Brother, I’ve fallen for a blondie.” My stepbrother smiled and poured me a cup of hot water: “Is it cold today? Drink some water to warm up first.” I was a bit disappointed, took a sip of water, and continued my lines persistently: “You can’t look down on him, he’s different from other blondies…” The next second, I lost consciousness. When I woke up, there was a shiny silver chain on my ankle. Julian remained gentle, lightly stroking the chain: “Tori, you don’t know how bad men outside can be. Before you forget that person, I won’t let you out of this room.” I was stunned for a moment, then resolutely lay back on the bed: “I will never forget him even if I die!” 1 I turned my back to him and covered myself with the quilt. Julian didn’t make a sound for a long time, nor did he persuade me. Just when I was wondering if I had overacted, a sigh came from behind. Julian left, and the door was closed. I sat up, feeling a bit soft-hearted. He probably didn’t understand why his sister’s rebellious phase came so late. But the thing is, I don’t want to be the “Doctor Wen” (a character known for loyalty and suffering) working in the snow anymore. The snow was heavy this morning, my life as a worker is so bitter. My phone was taken away by him, and my tablet and laptop were not there either. I went to the closet to find the clothes I wore today, and found my spare phone in the lining. Julian would never have guessed that I bought a men’s jacket. The pockets are deeper than the sea, containing not only a spare phone but also a pack of cookies, a small bread, and three bars of chocolate almost as big as the phone. The spare phone was pressed at the very bottom by these snacks. I turned on the phone and found my cousin on WeChat. “What happens after being locked up? How did you manage to stay locked up?” 2 Cousin: “Sis, are you laughing at me?” Me: “No, I just admire your determination to fight for love. I want to learn from you.” Cousin: “There’s no technique. You don’t understand what love is. Everything I do comes from my heart. For him, what is a hunger strike?” Hunger strike… I looked at the chocolate in my hand. Silently put a piece back. These are rations for the future. 3 I didn’t eat a bite of the food Julian brought. He brought it in, and took it away as it was. When he left, I broke off a piece of chocolate and put it in my mouth, telling myself that the suffering now is for the days without work in the future. Anyway, our parents left a lot of inheritance. Julian insisted on forcing me to work and live a hard life. On the second day of the “hunger strike”, Julian brought in a bowl of seafood porridge. Just smelling it made me drool. He looked down at me: “Still don’t want to eat today?” I kept a straight face: “If you don’t let me out for a day, I won’t eat for a day.” After saying that, I was afraid Julian couldn’t stand the pressure and let me go, so I added: “I’ve decided on him. For love, what’s a little hunger?” He closed his eyes and suddenly laughed. His laughter sent a chill down my spine, and I looked at him in surprise. Please don’t be moved by my love! He silently put the seafood porridge on the bedside table and turned to leave the room. I breathed a sigh of relief, but before I could finish, he came back. Holding a rope in his hand. 4 “Why are you tying me up?” “Open your mouth.” “You are… mmm…” “Shut up, swallow.” I was forced to eat the seafood porridge he fed me spoon by spoon. He wasn’t skilled at first, spilling a lot, and had to stop to wipe my face. Later it became smoother, and the bowl of seafood porridge bottomed out. Only then did he let me go, untied the rope, and said gently to me holding the empty bowl: “If you like this way of eating, we can continue next time.” I looked humiliated: “For him, I will not give in.” But secretly delighted in my heart. It’s not that I don’t want to fast, Julian insisted on feeding me. Julian’s lips were pressed into a straight line, his dark eyes staring at me. I felt goosebumps all over my body, biting the bullet to look at him. “Do you like him that much?” “Brother, you haven’t been in love, you don’t understand what love is at all.” Julian lowered his head, his fingers rubbing the edge of the bowl. I tensed up inexplicably. But he turned back into the good brother, smiling at me: “Rest early. Only with a good body can you continue to resist me, right?” I watched him leave. After the door closed, I immediately collapsed on the bed, as if all my strength had been drained. Julian’s oppression just now was so strong. But nothing is more terrifying than going to work! I got out of bed, holding the ankle chain, tip-toed to the door to listen. After the sound of turning off the lights came from outside, I opened the closet door and took out my phone. “Hunger strike, and then? What to do next?” Cousin: “Then isolate everyone, let them see I’m very disappointed in them!” 6 I refused to talk to Julian. Julian didn’t seem to care much either. He came to deliver meals three times a day as usual. Sometimes I woke up late, opened my eyes and saw Julian sitting on the edge of the bed staring at me. After I woke up, he would unlock the silver chain and let me go to the bathroom in the bedroom to wash up. At this time, he would bring in the heated food. On the third night of my unilateral cold war, he suddenly came in. I hurriedly hid my phone and looked at him vigilantly. Julian’s hair was half wet, wearing only pajamas. The collar was soaked by water dripping from his hair, making a large patch of fabric translucent. My eyes were dazzled for a moment, and I subconsciously looked away. Hearing his helpless voice: “The shower head outside is broken, borrowing your bathroom.” My brain was a bit chaotic, the image of water droplets hanging from his hair still remaining. “Suit yourself.” I seemed to hear a light laugh. Looking over, Julian had already entered the bathroom. Soon the sound of water rang out inside. I pulled a book from the shelf, looking at it casually, ears filled with the sound of splashing water. Looking at the face in the manga, I suddenly thought. Julian went in empty-handed just now. Then! Sure enough, after the water stopped, an embarrassed voice came from inside, low: “Tori, I forgot to bring clothes, can you hand them to me?” 7 I looked down at the chain on my foot. It only allowed me to move within the room. I had to call him to unlock it even to go to the toilet. “I can’t go out, where can I get clothes for you?” Julian: “…Then how can I come out conveniently?” “Wear what you wore in.” He was troubled: “You know, I’m a clean freak.” Does he know he is a man… I opened the closet, rummaged around, and found a pair of Julian’s pants that had been put away by mistake at some point. And picked a bed sheet for him. “Although it will be drafty, it’s better than going out naked. Make do with it.” A hand reached out from inside, steaming hot, and took the bed sheet and pants in. I turned on the video recording on my phone, hid it behind the bedside table, and sat on the bed ready to watch the wonderful scene later. It was quiet inside for a while, the handle finally turned, and Julian came out. I was ready to laugh, but after seeing the person coming out, the laughter got stuck in my throat. Pants were worn properly, but the bed sheet was not wrapped well. The crossed collar was open, revealing a large area of collarbone, deep V downwards, faintly revealing the lines of abdominal muscles. Julian seemed a bit embarrassed. After noticing my gaze, he reached out to pull the bed sheet closer. “I’m leaving.” He said. I felt my consciousness seemed to be half a beat slow, nodding blankly: “Okay, be careful not to catch a cold.” He laughed once, turned and left. A while after the door was closed, I gasped and came back to my senses. Can you care if he is cold during a cold war? 8 I locked the door and urgently took out my phone for help: “What if the cold war doesn’t work? What else can I do?” I am really not a hard-hearted woman. With Julian half-naked in front of me, I couldn’t help but care if he was cold. My cousin became suspicious of me: “Sis, why do you keep asking about this? Do you want to hear my tricks from me and then tip off my parents?” Me: “Am I that kind of disloyal person?” Cousin: “Okay, I believe you. Hunger strike and cold war don’t work, tired of crying, I decided to run away.” Me: “Ah? Aren’t you afraid of really running away?” Cousin: “?” Me: “Oh no no, how do you plan to run?” Cousin: “Don’t mention it, failed already. I cut the bed sheets, wanted to climb down from the second floor, but was discovered by my parents very quickly. They watch me tighter now, but this won’t defeat me. Failed this time, there will be a next time. I love him!” I nodded thoughtfully. Running away will be watched more strictly. 9 The next day I purposely pretended to sleep until noon. Julian came in for about half an hour before I opened my eyes groggily. He unlocked my ankle chain and let me wash up. I went to the bathroom first. He indeed went to the kitchen. I wrapped myself in a jacket casually and tiptoed out of the room. Passed the living room, opened the door. Running slow afraid of acting too fake. Running fast afraid Julian discovered late and couldn’t catch up. I struggled for a while before stepping over the threshold. Hearing footsteps behind, I ran out decisively. “Tori Cole!” Wearing slippers, I considerately ran down the stairs. Afraid he couldn’t catch the elevator. I remember Julian was on the track team in high school, he runs very fast. When I ran down three floors, he grabbed my arm from behind. I gasped heavily, still acting: “Let… let me go.” There was no smile on Julian’s face: “You want to find him that much?” Haven’t exercised for too long, the sudden intense exercise made me feel dizzy. And a bit nauseous. I frowned, enduring the discomfort: “You caught me this time, I will run next time, because I love him!” Julian stared at me expressionlessly, suddenly sneered coldly: “You know s**t about love.” I was stunned, suspecting I had tinnitus just now. The next second, Julian bent down and put his arm around the back of my knees, carrying me over his shoulder. I held his waist upside down: “I’m an adult, what right do you have to say I don’t know what love is?” Julian took three steps at a time, his voice inexplicably hoarse: “If you know what love is, then why can’t you see…”

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When I awakened to the realization that I was the malicious supporting female character in a novel, the childhood sweetheart I had imprisoned and tortured was kneeling at my feet, his teeth clenched in pain and body trembling. As I untied him, my hands were shaking. He let out a chilling sneer: “Didn’t you say you were going to kill me? Miss Jiang.” My hand paused. In the plot, I imprisoned the male lead, Liam Sterling, physically and mentally abusing him, humiliating him in every possible way. Eventually, he sent me to a mental hospital, where I jumped to my death. I was scared to tears. I pulled a crumpled piece of paper from my pocket. And handed it to him. It was something Liam wrote for me when we were seven. “Coupon: Forgive Ruan-Ruan for Anything.” 1 When I awakened to the plot of being the malicious supporting female character, I was holding a blood-stained whip. Frozen on the spot. M… malicious supporting female character? I pointed at myself with trembling hands. Me? A muffled groan pulled my thoughts back. In front of me. A gloomy young man half-kneeled on the ground. His black hair was messy, his exquisite jawline hidden in the damp gloom. His arms were suspended in the air by iron chains, palms hanging limply. Breathing faintly. Liam Sterling. The male lead of this redemption novel. Also my childhood sweetheart who grew up with me. In the plot. I had a secret crush on Liam for ten years. Originally, I was just a pure and beautiful little white flower by the male lead’s side. Until the female lead appeared, my darkness value skyrocketed. Not only did I frame the female lead repeatedly, but I also imprisoned the male lead, humiliated and tortured him, doing a bunch of stupid things. Liam was completely disappointed in me, disgusted to the extreme. He personally sent me to a mental hospital. Not long after, I became mentally deranged and jumped off a building to commit suicide. And at this moment. Liam, who hadn’t yet grown into a big shot, was kneeling at my feet. The collar of his white shirt was torn open. The whip marks on his chest were bright red and shocking. His pale face was covered in cold sweat, lips trembling slightly. The moment I met Liam’s gaze. I understood. I probably lived to the end. Those eyes, like a trapped beast, seemed about to crack open, staring at me fixedly. Underneath surged a crazy hatred. I was about to cry. I, Chloe Jiang, have always done good deeds and been timid. I really don’t understand this malicious supporting female character stuff. Better late than never. With trembling hands, I unlocked the iron cuffs for Liam. But my gaze fell on the red marks on his wrists. A scene suddenly flashed through my mind. When locking him up, I touched every inch of his skin morbidly, bit by bit. Sharp fingernails left red marks on his pale face. “Liam, I want to lock you by my side forever.” “You can only look at me.” I shivered. The Jiang family and the Sterling family were old friends and lived extremely close. The two families even had a verbal engagement for us as babies. Liam is one year older than me. In my memory. I always followed behind him. Calling him Brother Liam sweetly and softly. Liam had a cold personality but treated me as a biological sister, spoiling me quite a bit. It’s just that later, my heart went wild. No longer satisfied with this sibling relationship without blood ties. Jealous of the male and female leads getting closer and closer. That’s why I caught the male lead for forced love. Clang— The lock opened, and the chain fell to the ground. Making a crisp echo in the dark and empty basement. I forced a pleasing smile. Actually, I was about to cry. “L… Liam.” “If I say I was possessed by something dirty, would you believe me?” 2 A sneer. The man curled his lips. Those good-looking phoenix eyes were cold and heartless. With a hoarse throat, he slowly and mockingly said: “Didn’t you say you were going to kill me? Miss Jiang.” My body stiffened. Liam probably really hates me. Before, he called me Ruan-Ruan (a nickname derived from Chloe’s middle name or affectionate term). The man narrowed his eyes, revealing danger and anger. Body approaching. The shadow enveloped me, forming an extremely strong sense of oppression. “Chloe Jiang, what game do you want to play now?” Memories flooded in. Three days ago. I gently patted his face with the whip. Smiling, I said I wanted to play a game with him. I unlocked his shackles. Threw him a key. Told him. Below this is a maze with a total of seven secret rooms. But there is only one way out, and only one door leading to the outside. If he could find it, I would let him go. Until he walked every route of the maze, tried all the doors, and fell to the ground exhausted. Only then did I appear in front of him. With red eyes. Questioning him crazily. “You want to go out that much? Isn’t it good to accompany me forever?” “Are you going to find Sarah Lin again?” “Why! Why do you only have her in your eyes now?” “Liam, you are mine! You can only look at me!” “If you try to run again, I’ll kill you.” Sarah Lin is the heroine of this book. After falling out with his family in high school, Liam was admitted to a top domestic university. In his junior year, he started a business with the equally capable heroine. The two came out of the laboratory together, participated in competitions, and established a company together. Inseparable, feelings growing. After overcoming various difficulties and obstacles, they reached a happy ending. And I am the biggest obstacle they are about to overcome. I not only targeted the heroine everywhere, tripping them up. But also kidnapped him here when Liam was about to lead the team to participate in an extremely critical competition. I closed my eyes, wanting to cry but having no tears. Chloe, oh Chloe, you are really capable. Dare to treat the male lead like a dog. How did you survive such a reckless life? Destroyed in a cool autumn. In CEO novels, offending the male lead will not end well. Seeing me distracted, Liam completely lost his patience. He suddenly pinched my shoulder, hurting so much that I seemed to hear the sound of bone cracking. “Chloe Jiang, speak?” “What exactly do you want to do?” “When will you let me go!” Liam’s face was scary dark. As if he wanted to tear me apart, chew me up, and swallow me into his belly. I wanted to cry but had no tears. After staring at him for two seconds with a look of death, I took a deep breath. Suddenly buried my head in his chest. Howling like a ghost, opening my mouth. “Brother Liam!” “I was wrong! I was so wrong!” “I was obsessed!” Sincerity is always the ultimate move! As long as I kneel fast enough, the ending of the malicious supporting female character won’t catch up with me! I sniffled and looked at Liam with teary eyes. Pitifully said: “Liam, I’m only twenty, you have to allow me to make mistakes.” 3 The air seemed to freeze. The man’s body stiffened for a moment. Then, probably because I bumped into his wound. He gasped in pain. Then pushed me away fiercely. “Chloe Jiang, do you think a simple apology can write it off?” “Who the hell do you think you are?” His eyes were scarlet. The look he gave me was as if he wanted to execute me by a thousand cuts. It’s over, it’s over. Liam still wants to kill me. I was so scared that tears fell continuously. Flustered, I pulled a crumpled piece of paper from the inside pocket of my clothes. Carefully unfolded it and handed it to him. This was written by Liam for me when we were seven. Too many years had passed, and the paper surface had developed fine, rough fuzz. The pencil writing had also blurred. But the words on it could still be vaguely recognized— “Coupon: Forgive Ruan-Ruan for Anything.” Actually, it was just a small thing. He knocked over my milk. But probably spoiled, I cried endlessly. Liam, who always acted like a little adult, panicked for the first time. To coax me, he wrote this note. Actually, in my previous life, I also took it out. Before he was about to send me to the mental hospital. It’s just that I had done all the bad things then, powerless to reverse the situation. To be honest, ending up like that, I didn’t hate Liam. After all, in the original plot, what I did was indeed inhuman. And now, this is my last life-saving talisman. Liam looked at the crumpled note and was stunned. Probably didn’t expect that I still kept it. A childish promise was taken seriously at this moment. His cold lips were tight. My tears kept falling. After a long time, the ice in Liam’s eyes finally loosened. He let go of the hand pinching my shoulder. Decisively got up and left. Before going out, he took a last deep look at me. Leaving a sentence: “Chloe Jiang, don’t do things that disgust me anymore.” Disgust? Yes, this perverted emotion. Is indeed disgusting. I fell to the ground as if surviving a disaster. Tears still hung in the corners of my eyes. But my hand quickly took out the phone— Shouted a dolphin sound. “Mom!” “Send me abroad to study quickly!” “Germany, go to Germany!” Liam belongs to the heroine. They are a match made in heaven. Only if my brain is damaged would I fight and snatch again. Playing myself to death. I believe. The three years of undergraduate study in Germany will be the most unforgettable seven years in my five-year life. Seven years later, the male and female leads will have long settled down. Naturally, I won’t repeat the same mistakes. Ending up miserable. 3 (Note: Chapter numbering reset in source, continuing logically) Liam’s return was a shot in the arm for the leaderless team. This competition attracted a lot of attention. The eyes of countless capitalists fell here. Rising stars also sharpened their heads wanting to stand out and get financing. On the first day of Liam’s semi-finals. The news was pushed to me via a phone pop-up. I took a glance. He wore a well-tailored suit, standing tall, features sharp, rimless glasses revealing a calm and highly intelligent feeling. A world of difference from the wretched appearance in the basement. In the lens. He looked at the heroine through the chaotic crowd. Different from the hateful look when looking at me. In front of the heroine, his eyes were always confident and firm. As if silently saying, I’ve got everything. High-spirited and invincible. I turned off the screen. In the novel, the basement imprisonment was just an appetizer. In the later stages, I forcibly tortured Liam, this noble young man, into a dark lunatic. Shattering every bone of pride in his body. Making him lose everything, only able to look up at me and cling to me in the gutter. Finally, because love turned to hate, he wanted to drive a car to kill me and my family. I rubbed my throbbing temples. How is this love? This is purely treating the male lead as a Japanese (enemy). No wonder Liam hates me. I tightly gripped the study abroad materials that needed to go to the dean’s office for a stamp. Pedaled faster. Liam. Berlin is 8500 kilometers away from Sea City (Shanghai/Coastal City), with a 7-hour time difference. This is the furthest distance from you I can think of. 04 These few days, in order to process the study abroad procedures, I was busy running off my feet. Walking on the road, still staring closely at the phone replying to the department head’s message. So much so that I bumped into someone head-on. I rubbed my forehead, just about to apologize. A chuckle came from the front. “Oh, isn’t this Brother Shen’s little childhood sweetheart?” “What a coincidence, running into our ‘Brother Shen’ again?” Looking up, I met Liam’s cold and vigilant eyes. He frowned. Hands hanging by his side clenched. Examining me for a long time, besides resistance and disgust, there seemed to be a trace of complex and inexplicable emotion hidden in his eyes. His tone was hard. “Why are you here?” My heart went cold. Opened my mouth, but still didn’t say “Liam”. The person next to him hadn’t noticed anything unusual. “What do you mean running into? With the way Junior Sister Jiang sticks to Brother Shen, it’s just short of installing a tracker on Brother Shen. Wherever we go, Junior Sister goes.” Everyone thought he was teasing me. But I felt like needles on my back. The phone I was holding suddenly became a hot potato. Almost thrown away by me. Because inside, there really was a positioning system connected to Liam. Since the heroine appeared beside Liam. They became partners walking side by side, having topics I could never insert myself into. Like a barrier excluding me. My uneasiness gradually became strong. Driven by perverted possessiveness, I installed a positioning system on Liam’s phone. Treating every surveillance as an encounter. Firmly guarding by Liam’s side, imprisoning him within my sight. Even proudly enjoying the teasing of people around. Deliberately creating unwarranted ambiguity in front of the heroine. Not only Liam was suffocating, I was suffocating too. “But why didn’t Junior Sister Jiang come to see our competition this time? Did you quarrel with our Brother Shen? You two hold grudges overnight?” Everyone’s sight still wandered ambiguously on me and Liam without any discernment. More than a quarrel… Already counts as murder. Seeing Liam’s face getting darker and darker. I cried bitterly in my heart. Gaze subconsciously looked at the heroine. Sarah Lin lived up to her name, cold and moving. Hearing everyone’s teasing, there was no strange expression on her face. Even looked at me with interest. Worthy of being the heroine, indeed calm and majestic. Simply disdainful of fighting with me, a malicious supporting female character. But away from the script, I, Chloe Jiang, am actually a coward. Just as I was rubbing my hands desperately, not knowing how to escape, A voice dragging like two-five-eight-ten thousand (mahjong terms for arrogance) suddenly sounded. “Where is Sarah Lin?”

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When my sworn enemy caught me, his own brother was kneeling at my feet wearing a collar. “Chloe Vance, is this the guard dog you were talking about?” Liam Sterling frowned and called me disgusting, cutting off my hopes of marrying into the Sterling family. Later, in an arranged marriage, my mother asked me to choose between the Sterling brothers. I chose the younger brother without hesitation. But who knew the man who had looked at me with disdain would regret it. With red eyes, he handed the whip into my hand. “Isn’t it just being a dog… I can do it too!” 1 “Which lash is this?” “…Twenty-nine.” Ethan Sterling knelt before me, naked from the waist up, hands tied behind his back. His gaze was lowered, thick black eyelashes trembling slightly, casting small shadows on his face. Even though his body was covered in red marks, his expression remained calm and indifferent. I nodded gently and delivered the final lash. Instantly, another light red whip mark appeared on his heaving chest. Ethan tensed all over, closing his eyes and breathing rapidly a few times, seeming unable to bear it. Behind his ears was a patch of crimson, sweat beads rolled down his neck, sliding over his chest and abdomen, disappearing into his waistband. Further down, his pants were obviously stretched to the limit. I took in his entire performance. Using the whip to lift his chin, I forced him to meet my gaze. “Do you like it this much?” He pursed his lips and didn’t speak. His eyes were deep and obscure. Then I kicked him to the ground and stepped directly on his trembling lower abdomen. “Answer.” My smooth foot contrasted sharply with his wretched state. He turned his head and slowly closed his eyes. Lips trembling slightly, he said: “No… I don’t…” Normally, seeing him endure to the point of exploding would surely arouse my desire. But at this moment, hearing those familiar words, I suddenly lost interest. I didn’t want to play this chase game anymore, monotonous and boring. “Then let’s stop here.” “…What?” The haze in Ethan’s eyes dispersed. His red lips parted slightly, glowing with a moist luster. He didn’t quite understand what I meant. But staring at his lips, I suddenly forgot what to say. When I came back to my senses, I was already straddling his waist, hooking the collar on his neck to pull him towards me. Then let’s kiss one last time. Just as I was about to lower my head to kiss him, the password lock on the door suddenly beeped. 2 “Chloe Vance, you left your bag in my car…” When Liam pushed the door open, I was still maintaining the posture of sitting on Ethan. One hand pulling the collar, the other supporting myself on the ground. And Ethan looked even more pitiable, waiting to be plucked. Hands tied behind his back, half-仰ing (looking up/leaning back), sweaty bangs covering slightly red eye rims, looking miserable from being bullied at a glance. “Heh… busy, huh, hehe…” Liam laughed dryly a few times, his eyes suddenly fixed on the collar on Ethan’s neck. After a long while, both his eyes and the corners of his mouth sank. “Chloe Vance, is this the guard dog you were talking about?” He laughed out of anger. Gritting his teeth tightly, nodding non-stop, veins on his forehead jumping repeatedly. Although I felt awkward, my expression remained unchanged. Liam is a sworn enemy I grew up with but never got along with. Before meeting Ethan, entering and leaving each other’s houses was no different from walking on the street. Only later, he was strictly forbidden from entering my house. “I keep a dog at home that loves to bite, can’t let strangers in.” Looking now, where is there any shadow of a dog in the room. Silent confrontation with Liam, his gaze was definitely not friendly. Just as we were deadlocked, Ethan suddenly barked— “Woof.” Under my shocked and uncertain gaze, he turned his head aside with a red face. Beside him, Liam’s expression also froze. The air was quiet for a few seconds. Liam’s tone was obscure, “Chloe Vance, aren’t you going to explain?” 3 Before this, I never thought there would be a day when Ethan would bark like a dog. He had excellent looks, temperament, and academics, becoming the recognized campus beau as soon as he entered school. Inside and outside school, he always looked unapproachable. From the first time I saw him, I wanted to pluck this flower of the high ridge and dye it with worldly colors. But no matter how I treated him, his expression was always faint. At that time, he was always reading alone by the library window. Also that day, sunlight sprinkled on his side profile. Making me have the thought of approaching him. At first, he resisted my appearance very much, always frowning slightly and keeping some distance from me. Finally, I lost patience. Directly confining him between me and the bookshelf. “Student Chloe Vance… please have some self-respect!” He finally looked at me squarely, with a rare expression on his face. “One month, if I don’t make you say the words ‘I like you’, I won’t pester you anymore.” Finally, he accepted my bet with a red face. But no matter what means I used, he held back, preferring death to submission. Clearly, his body was more honest than his heart. Although his expression was enduring and resistant, his trembling eyelashes, burning breath, and misty eyes all responded passionately to my touch. At first, I enjoyed this dominant feeling very much. But as time went on, he still didn’t change, and I gradually got bored. This bone is really hard to gnaw. But this doesn’t mean he no longer attracts me. I couldn’t imagine. Such a proud and self-restrained person would one day lower his head and bark like a dog for me. Although he didn’t say those three words from beginning to end. But my desire for conquest was greatly satisfied at this moment. A different kind of pleasure surged in my heart. I cupped Ethan’s face and pecked it lightly. 4 Liam suddenly threw my bag heavily onto the ground. “Chloe, Vance—” I glanced at the person left out in the cold. After untying the rope behind Ethan’s back, I slowly stood up. “Explain what? Who allowed you to come in?” Seeing the thin rope, Liam’s face turned a few shades darker. “I can’t come?” “If I didn’t come, how would I know you keep such a dog at home?” “Chloe Vance, you are quite capable.” He took two steps forward with a sullen face. Ethan protected me in front, separating us. Unexpectedly, as soon as Liam saw the red marks on his body, he turned his head away quickly as if his eyes were stung. The words coming out of his mouth became increasingly unpleasant. “Disgusting or not, Chloe Vance, didn’t expect you to have this taste?” He made no secret of the disgust in his eyes. Taking a step back, he looked Ethan up and down. “Makes sense, you only deserve to be with this kind of goods.” “Loss your family still wants to marry into my family, stop dreaming, you will never marry into the Sterling family in this life!” Seeing him flustered and exasperated, I suddenly found it very interesting. Following his movements, I looked him up and down frivolously, raising my eyebrows with a smile. “Don’t get it wrong, Liam, it’s your family begging my family for marriage.” “Now that you know I have this taste, if you want to marry me, why don’t you hurry up and bark ‘Master’ twice for me to hear?” Liam’s face alternated between red and white. It took a while for him to straighten his tongue. “Crazy woman, you, you dream!” He slipped away as if escaping. Only Ethan and I were left in the room again. He stood in the center of the living room, hesitantly handing the whip to me. I didn’t take it. What I said just now wasn’t all angry words. Marriage is imminent, I really don’t have time to play with him anymore. “You go back.” I turned and entered the bedroom. The person who should have left stared at my back, not moving a step for a long time.

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The year I took my SATs, I unfortunately didn’t get into my dream college and married the reformed bad boy who had been chasing me. We lived a frugal but happy life. Meanwhile, my best friend married the mysterious heir to the Sterling empire in Hong Kong and was spoiled like a princess. She casually said, “The boss is so mean, I don’t want to work anymore,” and the next day, her company declared bankruptcy. While I was haggling with a vendor over a few cents for groceries, my best friend received a multi-million dollar seaside villa because her husband missed sending her birthday wishes at exactly midnight. Their fairy-tale love story went viral online. Everyone envied my best friend’s good fortune. I was no exception, but I wasn’t jealous. Until the tenth time Liam and I were supposed to get our marriage license, he disappeared for a day again because of his “enemies.” At the same time, my best friend updated her Instagram. “He said the debt he owed her has been paid off. From now on, I am the only one he loves.” In the photo, she was holding hands with the Sterling heir. And on the man’s index finger was the wedding ring I had designed myself. 1 “Ma’am, give me a discount, look at how much I bought from you!” “Chloe, you look decent enough, but every time you haggle over these few cents. Be careful your man doesn’t want you one day.” A flash of embarrassment crossed my eyes. I grabbed a few scallions and waved my hand dismissively: “Forget it, forget it, just give me these scallions, keep the change.” Before I walked far, I heard a curse from behind: “Hope you die poor. No money but dressed so fancy, don’t know where you stole it from.” Damn hag, she was the one short-changing me. I was about to argue back when I suddenly remembered something, and the corners of my lips curled up involuntarily. Forget it, today is the day Liam and I get our marriage license. I won’t stoop to her level. I’m so magnanimous. The next second, the corners of my mouth drooped. “Chloe, I might be late. Let’s get the license another day!” Liam rambled on a lot. He said he ran into his old enemies on his way back and needed to hide for a few days. He also told me to take good care of myself and that he would cook something delicious for me when he returned. Finally, his voice was blown away by the wind. I couldn’t hear anything, just felt very tired. Disappointment, suppressed countless times, now burst like a dam, drowning me instantly. For a moment, my hands and feet were cold, and I couldn’t breathe. “Chloe, are you listening to me?” Sensing something wrong, Liam’s slightly worried voice came through the receiver. My fingers gripping the phone tightened instantly, voice revealing fatigue: “Liam, this is the tenth time you’ve stood me up because of your enemies.” “I’m sorry… Chloe, it’s all my fault for being useless, unable to give you a stable life. I’m really trash.” “I promise, I’ll definitely come back today.” Before I could speak, the call hung up. At the same time, a notification from Instagram popped up: “The user you follow, Fish_SevenSeconds, has updated~” Fish_SevenSeconds is my best friend Sarah, an internet celebrity with millions of followers. We agreed that whenever she updated her Instagram, I would be the first to like it, declaring my status as the chief bestie. I clicked on the latest post. Sarah held a marriage certificate, smiling like a flower, snuggling in a man’s arms, with the luxurious floor-to-ceiling window overlooking Victoria Harbour’s night view in the background. The caption read: “My puppy and I don’t owe that woman anything anymore. From now on, he is only my puppy. Love you^0^~” Netizens in the comments section were going crazy. “Ahhh, lovers finally get married. The CP I ship is real.” “Really so sweet. I’ve gone through all of sister’s works. After watching, I believe in love again. The Sterling heir really spoils sister so much!” “Must be because that bad woman caused trouble in between, they should have been together earlier.” I was about to like the comment when my gaze was suddenly attracted by the man in the photo. To be precise, attracted by his hand. Amidst the noise, my world suddenly went silent. Impossible… must be my eyes playing tricks on me. I trembled, zooming in on the photo, zooming in again, until I saw the tiny Little Prince and WY engraving on the ring. My blood froze, limbs cold to the bone. A guess spread in my heart. This couple ring with the Little Prince and the Rose was designed by me personally because when Liam proposed, he said to me: “Chloe, there are many roses, but I only want you.” So, I specifically found someone to design this ring. Unique in the world. Lost in thought, I accidentally liked Sarah’s post. By the time I realized, it was too late to cancel. The next second, Sarah’s call came in: “Chloe, you finally remembered me, your chief bestie.” “My boyfriend… oh no, should call him husband now, he finally agreed to get the license with me. I am now the rightful young mistress of the Sterling family.” I forced a smile, voice dry: “Congratulations, wish fulfilled!” “Chloe, what’s wrong? Did that brat Liam hurt you again? I’ll come over immediately to…” I interrupted her: “No, I just caught a cold, voice is a bit hoarse.” Hearing this, Sarah didn’t say anything more, sharing her fun stories with the Sterling heir as usual. She said last week, the heir heard her say the elevator malfunctioned, worried she was afraid of the dark, dropped a contract worth tens of millions without thinking to pick her up downstairs. He remembered Sarah’s period every month, preparing brown sugar water and heating pads in the car in advance. Sarah said the most touching thing the Sterling heir did was immediately arranging the best hospital and experts when her mother fell ill. Suddenly she remembered something and said happily: “Heard from Liam that you guys also plan to get the license today. Lucky for him.” “I’ll come over tonight, let’s gather properly, not going home until drunk.” I was about to say no need, but the call had already hung up. I stood dazed on the street, watching people come and go, not knowing where to go. My heart seemed to have opened a hole, cold wind pouring in, hurting and trembling. The pedestrian light turned red to green, green to red. I gathered my mood, preparing to cross the crosswalk, when a motorcycle sped past me. Unable to dodge in time, I was splashed with dirty water. I froze in place, my white dress instantly covered in stains, dirty water dripping from my face and hair, looking miserable. The new dress bought for getting the license was now dirty, spotted, just like my love with Liam. “Crazy! Don’t look where you’re going, should’ve hit you to death.” I couldn’t hold it back anymore, aggrieved like a child, crying loudly. Called a pauper for a few scallions. Crossing the street normally, they call me crazy. I looked up at the two unapologetic people, wiped the dirty water and tears from my face, and roared back recklessly. “F*** your mother! Rushing to reincarnate? Driving a broken motorcycle think you’re so cool?” Voice crying but exceptionally fierce, with a momentum of fish dying and net breaking. “Damn hag, you…” He seemed to want to retort, but his momentum clearly weakened. “You what you! Hit me to death if you have the guts!” The two were scolded by me bloody, muttered a few words, and rode away dejectedly. Today is really terrible. 2 Returning home, I didn’t change clothes but nested in the sofa unusually calmly, scrolling through Sarah’s Instagram. I’ve known Sarah for ten years. She had a dream of being an internet celebrity since she was young, and said she would take me to enjoy life when she made money. Her works went from a few likes initially to millions of likes now, a proper big influencer. Scrolling, I accidentally scrolled to our high school photos. In the photo, we smiled greenly. Although Liam held my hand, his gaze fell on Sarah who was making a funny face, eyes full of doting. My heart suddenly stung. I suddenly felt so silly, not seeing through the affection in their eyes. Only thought that was the look a brother had for a sister. Thought the three of us could go to college together. Didn’t expect on the day the SAT results came out, I, who usually ranked first in the grade, unexpectedly failed. Learning this, Sarah cried with red eyes, pulling me to the education bureau to verify. I refused. The scores were correct. I fell asleep during the English and Math exams. After that, Sarah went to the best university in the province and met her true love—the Sterling heir. And I, because I didn’t get into college, my mom planned to marry me to the village idiot for an $8000 bride price. In my most desperate moment. It was Liam who brought $100,000 and saved me from that cannibalistic village. Remembering then, my mom counting the money with saliva-stained fingers over and over again, afraid of missing a cent. She didn’t even cast a glance at me lying on the ground, dying. Since then, Liam and I began a wandering life. He was also good to me as promised in his confession. Every time I got angry, no matter whose fault, he bowed his head first. When I craved sweets at midnight, he would drive that broken motorcycle to buy my favorite Osmanthus cake. The fly in the ointment was that we never got the license. Every time we tried, we encountered some resistance. Either stormy weather, or Liam being hunted by enemies. He said that $100,000 was borrowed from loan sharks, that’s why those people chased him relentlessly. Every time this happened, I felt guilty. If not for me, he should have had a not brilliant but stable life. Guilt drove me to double my kindness to Liam. I continued scrolling down. Scrolled to the official announcement photo of Sarah and the Sterling heir. On September 15th, she called me, voice choking: “Chloe, the person I like finally confessed to me.” I smiled and blessed her, sincerely. Hearing this, she cried even louder. “But he has a woman he’s with in his heart. He said he can only be with me openly after paying back what he owes her… Chloe, what should I do?” Hearing this, I was angry, feeling the Sterling heir wasn’t worthy of my best friend. Also scolded the woman standing between them. Scolding and scolding, Sarah finally laughed, saying meaningfully: “Chloe, you are so silly!” “But, I think he really loves me, otherwise he wouldn’t abandon that woman and take a ten-hour flight to find me.” I was only concerned with fighting for her injustice, not hearing the deep meaning in her words. Actually that day was also the second anniversary of me and Liam being together, but he missed the appointment. He said he met a suitable job and wanted to try, I agreed. Everything had traces, but I was stupid and didn’t know. Maybe, I wanted to be loved so much that I automatically ignored those coincidences. Sarah often posted daily life with the Sterling heir. But the man didn’t show his face. Occasionally revealing collarbone, chin, and eyes. Slowly, I pieced together a familiar face. I searched for news about the Sterling heir again. He was very mysterious, only found out he was the young master of the Sterling family, named Liam Sterling (Wen Yan). So it was Wen Yan (Liam), not Wen Yan (Liam – homophone intended for confusion/reveal). All evidence pointed to one point. My bad boy boyfriend is the renowned Sterling heir in Hong Kong circles. I suddenly laughed. Turns out, I am the clown. I took out the cigarettes hidden in the shoe box. Probably haven’t smoked for a long time, choked me to tears. Liam doesn’t like girls who smoke. I don’t either. But the pressure of life is too great, crushing me breathless. I would occasionally smoke one secretly to get a moment of comfort. Thinking of the scenes happening today… The beautiful memories of the past all turned into bubbles. Actually, I am not a difficult person. As long as Liam says “I don’t like you anymore,” I can disappear far away. Thinking of this, I dialed that number. “Mr. White, does your sister still need my bone marrow?” I asked nervously. “Yes.” “Okay, then can you agree to one more condition?” “Sure!” A chuckle on the other side, voice exceptionally gentle. “Send me abroad to study.” “Okay!” 3 When Liam came back, the tears on my face had long been carried away by the wind. Only the smell of smoke in the room remained, unable to be blown away. He frowned, swept away the countless cigarette butts on the floor. Then, raised his hand to extinguish the cigarette at my fingertips. He said nothing, just pulled me into his arms. I lifted my eyelids, looking at the swaying light overhead, softly said: “Liam, the light at home needs changing!” He just gave a faint hmm. This was something I mentioned to him last week, but he forgot. But, what’s broken is more than just the light. Recently, he’s always busy. Don’t know what he’s busy with. We haven’t hugged so intimately for a long time. I withdrew from his embrace, turned and looked up at him. Liam had deep brows and eyes, a high nose bridge. Although wearing a washed-white denim jacket, it still couldn’t hide the nobility emanating from his bones. Clearly the same face, but my heart couldn’t stir a single ripple. “What, still angry with me?” He chuckled low, voice carrying seductive frivolity. Seeing I didn’t speak, he leaned down, burying his head in my neck, hot breath sprinkling on my skin, very itchy. I pushed him away, calmly said: “Liam, dirty!” Hearing this, the smile on his lips froze, brows slightly furrowed, panic flashing in his eyes. Gaze falling on my white dress stained with dirty water, inexplicably relieved. “Okay, hubby will wash it clean for you, okay?” His voice carried doting, fingertips crossing my hair. I opened my mouth, wanted to explain, but ultimately said nothing. Except for not having that certificate. Liam was indeed very good to me. He raised me like a daughter, wishing to stuff all the love I lacked into me. Even my underwear was hand-washed by him, then ironed flat bit by bit. Even if he didn’t like spicy food, he would accompany me to eat extra spicy hot pot for my sake. I can’t imagine how he managed to ride a broken motorcycle during the day taking me to eat street food, and drive a Maybach at night taking Sarah for a ride on a luxury cruise. Maybe, what wealthy families lack least is actors. 4 When Sarah arrived, Liam was hanging my panties. Seeing her carrying a few cans of beer, Liam’s face instantly turned cold. “Our Chloe is allergic to alcohol, help yourself Sarah!” “Bullsh*t, Chloe can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. We worked part-time in a bar together back then. I even saved your Chloe once. Logically, you should call me little mother-in-law.” Turns out, she still remembers. Chloe and Sarah loved money, the kind of love that is very deep. Sometimes, I feel we are like the heroines in tragic novels. Sarah had a gambling dad, paralyzed mom, and a glory-seeking brother. I was purely poor, with a mom who didn’t love me. Similar fates made us best friends who talked about everything. One day, she called me crying, asking me to save her at the bar. I went without thinking. Facing a group of fierce men, although scared, she stood in front of me without hesitation, shouting with a stiff neck: “I’ve called the police, release me and my friend immediately.” Don’t know if scared or what, the bar owner said as long as one of us drank a bottle of white liquor, he would let us go. That day, she almost drank herself to death at the table. It was such a person, who regarded me as her best friend, who betrayed me. Thinking of her frequently posting bed photos with Liam. A wave of nausea rose in my stomach. Why, why her! 5 Sarah didn’t care, bumped Liam away, ran excitedly in front of me. “Chloe, tonight we won’t go home until drunk!” Liam wanted to come over to stop, I shook my head at him. He frowned tight, mouthing silently: “Drink less, today is your period.” My heart twitched violently, suffocating pain, eyes unconsciously reddened. I would rather he be fake, but he showed a trace of sincerity. Tonight, Sarah got very drunk, mumbling about agreements made in the past. “Chloe, didn’t we agree to marry two brothers? This way, we will never be separated. Go shopping together during the day, lie in bed gossiping about evil mother-in-law at night.” I looked at her, bitterness rising in my heart. Yes! But didn’t we marry the same person? Cup after cup of wine down, Sarah was long unconscious. She slept soundly on my lap drunkenly, face flushed, very cute. I couldn’t help reaching out, fingertips crossing her face, and slender white neck. Just a little force, I could strangle her. Why, the people who betrayed me are you and him. They, clearly are the two people I love most.

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After breaking up with my ex-boyfriend, Julian Cross, we kept sleeping together because our physical chemistry was off the charts. After one intimate session, he threw half a box of ultra-thin condoms at me: “I’m getting married, trying for a baby, won’t need these anymore.” “I found you a blind date, go see him.” “Don’t always cling to me, find a man to take over.” I picked up my clothes, dressed silently, and left. I didn’t go to the blind date. After all, my white moonlight (first love) was back in town. He had no idea I found someone to “take over” behind his back. 1 After a hearty session of intimacy. I calmed my breathing, picked up my change of clothes, and walked into the bathroom. Julian used to clean me up afterwards when we were together. When I came out drying my hair, he was leaning against the headboard. He picked up the half-used box of strawberry-flavored ultra-thin condoms and casually threw them into my arms. When we were dating, he casually mentioned he liked strawberry flavor. Since then, I prepared them every time. I caught the box, slightly stunned. “I’m getting married for business, trying for a baby, won’t need these anymore.” He explained casually. Biting an unlit cigarette, the spark flickered in the dim light. Even after buckling his belt, he exuded a careless sexiness. Seeing me staring blankly. He smiled loosely. His voice still husky from indulgence: “I found you a blind date, go see him.” He blew a smoke ring at me. I couldn’t help coughing. He laughed frivolously: “Choking? You little girls are so delicate.” “My wife can’t stand the smell either, so I can only smoke in front of you and the boys.” We’ve known each other for years, but really got close at a gathering last year. He was exactly my type. I heard he changed girlfriends frequently. I privately checked his medical report, confirmed he was clean, then bravely pursued him. Everyone said he was easy, but I chased him for half a year. Even mingled into his circle of bros, acted as a bro for half a year before catching him. But after dating for half a year, he said: “Better to be friends.” We broke up. Just because our bodies were compatible, we maintained a friends-with-benefits relationship for a year. Back then, I frowned and said countless times I hated the smell of smoke. He always passed the smoke to me while kissing, smiling wickedly: “Can’t quit, get used to it. Anyway… you’ll always be with me.” Now he’s willing to change for someone else. He buckled his watch, lips curving carelessly: “Don’t always cling to me, find a man to take over. This half box of ultra-thins, you guys can use.” I pinched the box, throat dry: “You said in bed just now… use it again tonight.” He flicked the ash, “Gotta save energy for tonight, pay the public grain (marital duty) at home. My wife is young, very clingy.” “Don’t know why you little girls have so much energy.” My brain buzzed, stuffed the half box of ultra-thins into my pocket. “Okay.” “I know.” Regret is definitely there. Originally felt our bodies were compatible, wanted to play with him for a while longer. But he has a fiancée. Can only let it go. 2 I’m probably the cleanest break among Julian’s group of female companions. He raised an eyebrow in surprise and handed me a card. “This is compensation, same old rules.” “I asked Sean to send you the blind date’s contact card, don’t forget the appointment.” Sean is his best friend. When I couldn’t reach him usually, I looked for Sean. I quietly accepted the card. He casually put out the cigarette. When he looked up, that usual laziness revealed a warning: “Don’t cause trouble in front of my wife, you know my methods.” Of course I know. The Cross family’s assets are intertwined, and the Cross family members are cold-blooded and ruthless. But I never said I would cause trouble. He likes that girl that much? I lowered my eyes: “Understood.” His expression relaxed, considered satisfied. After packing up, he left first. Half an hour later, I left. This was our tacit agreement. Even during our relationship, it was this process. Back at my place, my phone screen lit up. The contact card pushed by Sean arrived as promised. At the same time, an entertainment news popped up: [The eldest son of the Cross family appears publicly with his fiancée, Cross and Xu families will join forces] I clicked in. In the photo, Julian held the girl’s waist, his gaze following her every smile and frown. His eyes were extraordinarily focused, a gentleness I had never seen. Netizens commented one after another: [What is Young Master Cross staring at his fiancée’s mouth for? This eye contact is full of sexual tension, making the fiancée shy!] [A friend saw them at the banquet, said Young Master Cross didn’t look at his phone the whole time. Fiancée got dessert on her mouth, he wiped it directly with his hand, then licked it off naturally… Who understands, this natural intimacy!] [Did anyone notice the ring on his ring finger? It’s said he designed it himself, with the fiancée’s initials engraved inside. When did he ever wear these before?] [Exactly! Thought he was a scum before, now just think he’s charming. Turns out it’s not a character collapse, it’s just that all previous people couldn’t make the prodigal son turn back!] If netizens hadn’t mentioned it, I wouldn’t even have noticed these details. Once I also asked Julian to wear couple rings with me. He scoffed “Childish, not getting married, what’s the point of wearing these fake things?” I said nothing. After all— These little couple interests were all learned from my ex-ex-boyfriend. I didn’t add the blind date. Even closed the webpage. Silenced the phone, fell asleep. Slept for a whole day. Woke up to see many messages on WeChat. Bestie sent many in shock: [Holy crap! Chloe, your white moonlight is back!] [Check WeChat quickly!!!] [Answer the phone!! He got off the plane!] My heart stopped. I wasn’t afraid maintaining a relationship with Julian for a year. But at this moment. I was really scared. 3 The white moonlight’s name is Ethan Perry, my ex-ex. We were college classmates. He was handsome, and number one in his major. I admire the strong. Not surprisingly. I was moved. And took action. But he was like a precise machine, only data and formulas in his life. I took classes with him when free, sat next to him for a whole month, he still didn’t know me. I could only use a little trick. That day, I threw my pen into his desk hole, gently poked his shoulder: “Classmate, my pen seems to be with you.” He turned his head, stared at me for three seconds, frowned slightly. “Last Tuesday, you also used this reason to ask me to get a pen, and last month on the 26th, 18th, 12th…” Even I didn’t remember. He could count them clearly. I was so happy. Later I added his WeChat, asked him out in various ways every day. Although always rejected, after all, I liked him, always had to beg him. When he agreed to date, it was exactly half a year. Before him, I was straight as an arrow, didn’t know how to chase people at all. Many techniques were figured out when dating him. As for chasing Julian, I had experience. The title “white moonlight” was also given by my bestie to tease me. Because Ethan was always demanding insatiably. Like a machine, knew where my limit was. I couldn’t stand his frequency. Those words of his surfaced in my mind again. “Chloe, don’t hide.” “Chloe, I know your limit is here, hold on for another two minutes and eighteen seconds.” “Broke the record again, Chloe, you are great.” He never stingy with praise, voice calm and approving. Often made me collapse. Later, he was selected by a top research institute abroad. I didn’t want to delay him, nor did I want to wait, so I proposed breaking up. Felt relieved in my heart. Then later, met Julian. He was also handsome. Heard his ex revealed he was the MAC type (make-up brand, implies short duration/for show), ten times with him felt nothing. No feeling? That’s perfect! That kind of thing is tiring. After dating him, I found it was true! I could even fall asleep in the process. He would even ask me “Am I awesome”. Of course awesome! In the two years dating Ethan, I never slept so comfortably! Thoughts retracted, I sped up packing. After all, Ethan didn’t agree to break up back then. Red eyes in front of me for the first time. To stabilize him, let him go abroad quickly. I promised him a fake breakup, promised to wait for him to return. Result as soon as he left. I changed my phone card and moved immediately. And met Julian. 4 I took clothes out of the closet while dialing my bestie. “How did you know he was coming back? I asked around, his project takes at least five years.” I stuffed clothes into the suitcase randomly, “It’s only been three years, why is he back?” Bestie: “I’m wondering too!” “Luckily my boyfriend is in that circle, mentioned it to me.” “But—I heard Ethan is now a tech upstart, momentum is strong…” I zipped up the suitcase, didn’t reply. “What are you doing? Rustling sounds.” “Packing,” I stood the suitcase up, “Hiding out for a few days.” Silence on the other end. “Avoid what? Can he eat you…” She paused. —Seems he really can. “Then you never thought about… getting back together with him?” I shivered in fear: “But I lied to him, and found Julian…” “So what? Who told him to be so fierce and tire you out! Besides, you are single now.” What does she know? Ethan, once he sets his mind on something, calculates all variables. I’ll avoid him first. When he confirms I’ve disappeared, maybe he’ll give up. Carrying the suitcase, I went to open the door— Closed again. A hand crossed over, firmly holding the door panel. Ethan lowered his eyes, looking at my suitcase. Voice smiling: “Chloe, where are you planning to go?” He opened the door, stepping into the room. The entryway suddenly seemed cramped. I stepped back. The door closed behind him. The cashmere coat carried cold air, but not as cold as his face. “Before returning, I calculated your possible reactions.” “Emotion told me, you would wait for me, like before.” “Reason told me, you would run, and would act within 1 hour of confirming my return.” “Looking at it now, reason won.”

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