Chapter 15 (1/2): I’m Craving His Body
Tsukuyomi
The next morning, Guan Yingtang was woken up by the sound of her phone ringing. The ringtone came from the hallway outside, followed by Meng Songnian’s voice as he answered…
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Chapter 14: The Weight of His Chest Pressed Gently Against Her
Hiding at the stairwell, Guan Yingtang saw Meng Songnian suddenly heading upstairs and hurried back to the master bedroom. She closed the door but still felt uneasy, glancing around before…
Chapter 13: Sleep and You Will be Well
Meng Qinghuai’s words left Guan Yingtang utterly stunned for several seconds. She only managed to react after a long pause, her tone incredulous, “What are you doing here?” Meng Qinghuai…
Chapter 12 (2/2): It’s Hard to Forget These Eyes
She could only watch other people’s cats online. Feeling suffocated that morning, she wanted to go out, find a place to relax, and decided to check in at this shop.…
Chapter 12 (1/2): It’s Hard to Forget These Eyes
After taking the medicine Meng Qinghuai brought, the stabbing pain in her stomach finally eased a bit in the latter half of the night. The room was dark, and Guan…
Chapter 11: Living Dad
After sending her last message, Guan Yingtang tossed her phone onto the bed in an arc, unable to stop a smirk from lifting one corner of her lips. On Hong…
Chapter 10: The Price of Messing with Hong Kong Girls
9 o’clock. The two of them finished their first dinner together, which was, all things considered, harmonious. From the East Wing, as she was leaving, Guan Yingtang vaguely saw shadows…
Chapter 9: My husband
Although Guan Yingtang had been immersed in traditional Chinese culture since childhood, she was still deeply awed by the scenery before her when He Yongzhi brought her to this restaurant…
Chapter 8: I Think He Cares About You
The word “dignity” was deeply etched into Guan Yingtang’s very bones. Her true self was only visible to those she truly trusted. Although Meng Qinghuai was now her husband in…
Chapter 7: Wrap Her Hands
Caught off guard by their sudden eye contact, Guan Yingtang’s mind was already screaming. Her pores stood on end; she almost bolted for the door, but years of refined acting…