Mature
Contains subject matter which may be too extreme for a younger audience. Content that deals with mature themes such as gore, sex, or violence.
A Lifetime’s Glance, A Year’s End
If you were to meet someone, once a surgeon. At thirteen, he and your mother were both rescued in the same hospital, but unexpectedly, six or seven years later, he lost his hearing. No longer able to perform surgery, he picked up books instead and became an ordinary university teacher.
If he, like you, had a mother who abandoned him, and a father he could never speak of. If he lost his health in the process of a nationwide effort to save lives. If he loved you…
“To have Gu Pingsheng, my life holds no regrets.”
It’s just the story of two rather unfortunate souls warming each other.
A lifetime of loyalty to her clan and its leader earned her nothing but false accusations of espionage and the death of her family.
At the brink of despair, Sehwa experiences a miracle.
“So, what do you think of this proposal?”
She opens her eyes to find herself back at the very moment she was betrothed to the man she admired.
The same man who, despite her unwavering trust, had mercilessly poured poison down her throat.
Determined to avoid the tragic path she once walked, Sehwa chooses a different, yet equally thorny, road.
“I will go to the Baek Clan. But please, rescind the order for me to be betrothed to the Young Lord.”
She seeks refuge with the very man she had considered her enemy all her life—the only one who can now offer her salvation.
Six months ago, Cheng Liu got herself a boyfriend. Unfortunately, her work kept her incredibly busy, constantly on the move. Aside from sending money, she had no time for him, leading to complaints about their fading relationship.
Cheng Liu: Was our relationship ever that strong to begin with?
Nevertheless, to nurture this relationship (and maintain her “not single” status), Cheng Liu decided to return early, subtly hinting at her return date in a WeChat message, assuming he would understand.
On the day of her arrival, Cheng Liu scanned the crowd at the airport exit and spotted a tall, handsome figure.
That’s him, she thought. Definitely my boyfriend. He looks even better than I remember, practically glowing.
Cheng Liu approached him and, taking the lily-of-the-valley from his hand, said, “Let’s go.”
A few days later, while shopping with her “boyfriend,” Cheng Liu ran into a couple. The man, looking panicked, quickly let go of the woman’s hand and accused Cheng Liu, “So, this is why you disappeared for six months! You cheated on me!”
Cheng Liu, completely bewildered: “???”
As a despised, assault-type guide, Lin Yuan had a fiancé matched to her by the state. Her fiancé came from a distinguished family, was handsome, wealthy, and well-mannered, making him the envy of many.
“Why was such an excellent partner assigned to her? She can’t even pass tea ceremony, and her culinary skills only earned a ‘B’.”
“He’ll get tired of her sooner or later.”
“Exactly, they’re bound to break up.”
Hearing such words often, Lin Yuan also felt that she and Jiang Yangshuo were bound to break up. So, when her fiancé showed up with a gentle and lovely young woman, she didn’t hesitate. She took off her engagement ring and tossed it into the drain right in front of them.
From then on, Lin Yuan lived a free and unrestrained life, like a bird soaring in the sky and a fish leaping in the sea.
Who knew that after a few years of carefree wandering, at a certain royal banquet, her ex-fiancé cornered her, his eyes red, saying he regretted everything these past years and that he was consumed with longing for her.
No, no, no, thank you, please don’t. Lin Yuan, who had grown accustomed to her freedom, didn’t want to return to her old life at all.
Her ex-fiancé’s face turned livid, and he gritted his teeth, “I don’t mind your type, and I can try to tolerate your shortcomings as much as possible. You can’t find a sentinel who will indulge you more than I do.”
“Well, about that, I already have a new sentinel.” To get rid of the entanglement completely, Lin Yuan randomly blurted out a name as a shield. She quickly ran through the images of the sentinels she had met on the battlefield these past few years, and chose the name of a brother with whom she had shared life-and-death situations. She figured that he wouldn’t mind.
“He just happens to be the receptive type, which is perfect for me, and he really likes me. He doesn’t care about any of my flaws.”
As soon as she saw off her distraught ex-fiancé, Lin Yuan turned around and bumped into the man she had just fabricated a story about.
The man who had killed countless enemies on the battlefield and earned extraordinary merits had a faint blush on his handsome face, turned his head away, and whispered, “You… when did you know I liked you?”
Lin Yuan: “…”
Miss Chi’s view of Miss Jing: A vixen nouveau riche.
Miss Jing’s view of Miss Chi: A money-grubbing gold digger.
After an unexpected incident, their perspectives on each other begin to change…
A love story of two women who are tsundere for each other, gradually developing feelings through physical intimacy.
Morning, a certain hotel, the presidential suite’s large bed…
Chi Jia gets dressed: “Jing Rui, even if all the men and women in the world die, I still wouldn’t look at you!”
Jing Rui: “Please, Miss Chi, remember what you just said. Don’t come looking for me again.”
She returns consumed by hatred, scheming without restraint, using every means to get what she wants – climbing from one man’s bed to the next.
The female lead is neither a saint nor some fiercely independent heroine. Enter at your own risk.
Seven male leads. Not all of them come untouched.
Song Nanyin had been having a rough time lately.
For one thing, the new boss who had parachuted in as her superior turned out to be Liu Zhaoran, the same old nemesis she had never gotten along with since university.
For another, her body had begun showing strange, unspeakable abnormalities. Then, of all people, Liu Zhaoran offered to help examine her.
What could possibly lie behind such sudden kindness?