Xin Yiyi

That year, she encountered the richest man of the city when she was in a state of despair. He said, "Don't get attached. I'm not sentimental." Who would know that he was the one who could not get over it?
Five years later, she showed up with Little Baozi. "Son, that's your godfather."
His expression darkened. "Son, tell your mom to come home."
Little Baozi came back with a message, "Mom doesn't want to get married yet."
"Tell your mom," he said firmly. "If she doesn't marry me, then I'll be alone with her."
He had calculated everything but the human heart!

Oath of Love

Ye Chengwei looked at An Ran with a different view, as if for the first time he had found the girl not as weak as she appeared to be.

But he was Ye Chengwei, how could he be blackmailed by a little girl?

"If you want to take a step back to push me, you are wrong. I, Ye Chengwei will never persuade anyone to stay. Once you leave, don't come back again." Ye Chengwei was cold and firm.

"Apart from paying you back, I'll have nothing to do with you." An Ran sneered like a flower. She walked past Ye Chengwei. She was lofty at this moment. "Goodbye, Mr. Ye."

It was a windy late night at Riverside Road. There were few cars driving over. A large crowd was buzzing at a place.

A red racing car was side by side with a black one. Two hot women in "cool" clothes leaned to each car's door nauseatingly flirtatious, attracting bystanders to whistle at them.

An Ze was handsome and cool in a black leather jacket. All the girls looked at him. He was slender and tall, looked unruly and free. A few hairs covered his forehead casually, showing the man's personality.

An Ze walked to the red racing car at ease. His cold face attracted the girls even more.

The pretty car model who was leaning against the door saw An Ze walking steadily and curled up her lips. She stood straight and pushed her bulging chest forward. It was a gesture that could lure people to commit crimes.

After An Ran walked near her, she stuck out a bare long leg and rubbed An Ze's calf softly. She put one of her hands on An Ze's shoulder and looked at him with affection. She said coquettishly, "Ah-ze, you have to let me race with you."

An Ze didn't smile at all. He grasped the woman's wrist rudely and pulled it away. "Sorry, I don't race with a woman on my car."

The car owner of the black racing car took the other hot car model on the car with strong lust.

An Ze didn't care about the woman's awkwardness and opened the door to get in the car. He looked indifferent.

"What an icy cold stone!" The woman thought to herself.

The race was ready. After a gunshot, the two racing cars left like two wild horses. But at the same time, the police siren was heard nearby.

An Ran was circling on the talent recruitment ads in the newspaper, looking for a suitable job. She didn't if it were her or the companies' bad luck, three companies had gone bankrupt in a year after her graduation.

Each of them went down just after she went to work.

So An Ran now picked only big companies. Unlucky as she was, those listed companies couldn't go bankrupt because of her.

She became prettier in five years. Although her innocence as a girl was almost gone, her beauty of purity didn't become less.

She was not a gorgeous girl, but she was hard for people to forget.

She put down the pen and was about to take a sip of water when her phone rang. It was an unknown number.

Maybe it was the employer. She answered the phone excitedly, "Hello…What? You are the police officer?"

A few minutes later, the always thrifty An Ran called a taxi to the police office.

She was very anxious. After she went inside, she caught a police officer and asked, "What did An Ze do, please?"

Lamb in a Lion’s Den (1)