Yao Yao Xian Er

Forced out by her step-mother, she was driven to desperation and had no way of surviving other than to sign herself away and marry herself into a rich and influential family. 
Three years into the marriage, her wealthy husband had spoiled her to heavens. 
The only problem was that they had no inheritors in their family. 
Inside the luxurious mansion, Pei Qiqi angrily threw a stack of newspaper onto the man, “The article is claiming that I am a hen who cannot lay eggs! But Tang Yu, it’s you who has issues!”
The man put down the newspaper and agreed to what his young wife was saying, “Why would they write false information? Your zodiac is the pig!”
“Tang! Yu!” She stomped her feet out of anger.
The man grinned, “So what we have no kids? You are my little baby.”
Pei Qiqi thought, how did this scene change so fast! 


Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

    ye liangqiu's teary eyes seemed to be covered by a layer of mist, and she was wearing a clean bathrobe.


  really, she wanted to be an angel. she wanted to be an angel. she wanted to be a slut. she was a slut.


  and all her acting skills, except for the big screen, had been used on him.


  he stared at her delicate and lovely appearance with a cold gaze.


  he did not retreat, nor did he take a step forward.


  She was waiting, waiting for him to come over.


  he did not know how torturous it was for her to know that he was alive.


  she knew that he was lying in the hospital, that he was alive, and even that his life and death were unknown, but she pretended not to feel anything. all of this was for his self-esteem, for the sake of his painstaking arrangements.


  An LAN, I'm not made of steel. I don't blame you, I don't blame you, and I don't have the right to do this.


if you're a man, come over here (3)