In her previous life, Zhang Xiluo was nothing more than a sy...
"Um... could you... let me borrow Ranran?" Cheng Yishu's fac...
After years apart, their paths cross once more—an old love rekindled, a broken mirror made whole again, their fates entwined in a tantalizing dance of push and pull. Shen Ling was born with a silver spoon in her mouth, yet her allure went far beyond privilege; she shone with an irresistible charm that captivated all who beheld her. In college, on a whim, she teased and flirted with the untouchable campus heartthrob, Bo Jinkan. But soon after, she left him behind without a second thought, severing ties and disappearing from his life. Five years passed, and their fortunes reversed. Bo Jinkan had risen to become the most prominent young master among Beijing’s elite, while Shen Ling now found herself demoted to the role of a lowly hostess, forced by her sycophantic fiancé to pour drinks for others. Humiliation burned on her face as she braced herself for ridicule. Yet instead of mockery, she witnessed Bo Jinkan drive his fist into the scoundrel behind her, knocking the man to the ground. His voice was raw with emotion as he spoke, “After tossing me aside so heartlessly back then, is this the kind of man you choose?”.
In her previous life, Zhang Xiluo was nothing more than a sycophant to Li Mingye, the villain in the grand romance between him and his beloved. To keep them apart, she even dragged her entire family into ruin. Reborn, she finally understood: love meant nothing; money and survival were all that mattered. She meticulously listed out her finances, drafted a divorce agreement, and willingly relinquished her place as the legitimate wife. Yet, for reasons unknown, events began to stray from her recollection. The man who, in her memory, should have been passionately devoted to his sweetheart instead treated her with indifference, and frequently lingered around Zhang Xiluo herself. Tirelessly, she worked to bring them together, arranging opportunities for them to meet, convinced she could finally step back once her efforts succeeded. But when the moment came, he still refused to divorce her. Worse still, he clung to her like a persistent shadow. “Zhang Xiluo, you were the one who drew me in. If you think you can leave, forget it!” She was left speechless..
"Um... could you... let me borrow Ranran?" Cheng Yishu's face flushed red as he spoke awkwardly. "Why?" Lin Xiaowen shot him a glare. It was clearly her own daughter, but now she had somehow become his little shadow. What, being a superstar makes him so special? "Daddy's here..." Cheng Yishu was never one for explanations, so he forced out these few words. "What?" Lin Xiaowen blinked her round eyes, still completely puzzled, and had no choice but to ask again. "The company arranged for me to join a parent-child reality show... You idiot..." Finally unable to stand it any longer, Cheng Yishu rapped Lin Xiaowen on the head. 'Silly woman, how much more direct do you want me to be...' The superstar Cheng Yishu, standing at the pinnacle of his career, revealed the two treasures closest to his heart at a time when he should have kept his feelings hidden. Because he wanted to give them all the security and love in the world. Love, you know? The kind that comes as a buy-one-get-one-free deal....
She had not yet attained the honor she coveted most, when suddenly she found herself transported back twenty years. Confronted with everything she had once left behind, the pressure was overwhelming. Television? Film? Music videos? Those were matters of acting skill. Singing? Hosting? Live stage performances? Those depended on one’s voice, nothing more. Mysterious military officers? High-ranking officials’ heirs? Renowned screenwriters? Gifted tycoons? International superstars? Well, they were just men, after all. She turned away—she hadn’t seen a thing. Peerless beauty and dazzling brilliance, the making of a legend and the forging of a glorious path among the stars—the history of Chinese entertainment would begin its ascent from this very moment..
All her life, Du Zhiye despised nothing more than women who destroyed other people's relationships. Yet a car accident altered her fate. In order to live just one more month, she made a decision... In the emergency room, her foot wrapped in gauze, she gently brushed Jiang Yingnan's leg. "Second Young Master, I rather like you," she said. Jiang Yingnan stepped aside, his tone warning, "I'm Du Xin's boyfriend." Later, once Du Zhiye had achieved her goal and wanted no more of the game, Jiang Yingnan refused to let her go. He cornered her in a room and declared, "I'll marry you." Du Zhiye smiled with irresistible charm. "Second Young Master, can you truly love me?" Fate is a web, its ending already woven. No matter how we struggle, we cannot escape the turning gears of destiny..