Author Y9DHJc

Terminally ill before even reaching the age of 40, Song Nuanyi awaited a gloomy end. Her death just happened to clash with her son’s wedding. Yet, her children, who she painstakingly raised, her mother-in-law, who she served for so many years, and her husband, who she exchanged vows with to love and cherish forever, none of them noticed her. When they finally discovered her corpse, they simply said, “Just bury it.” 
Everyone else went on to enjoy the wedding while her funeral was empty with no visitors. No, one person did come. She watched as the person she despised cried his heart out in front of her grave, revealing his love for her. The sorrow in his voice made tears well up in her eyes. 
When she opened her eyes again, she had returned in time to the day before her wedding. The memories of her past life were still vivid in her mind. She hurried to the race track and found the man to blurt out, “I’m getting married tomorrow. Don’t you want to crash the wedding? Don’t you want to steal me away?” 
The man was stunned before snickering. “Ms. Song, did you hit your head?” She added insistently, “I’m asking you one last time, are you brave enough to come?” The man did not answer but pulled out a credit card instead. “Ms. Song, if something is wrong with your head, go and have it checked.” She took the card and said, “I’ll take this as your betrothal gift.” 
Having said that, she left. The man was dumbstruck, as he never expected her to take his card. 
News of the self-righteous young lady of the Song family seeking out the capital’s number one playboy, Young Master Jin, spread quickly. Someone asked the man what happened, but he just blew a whistle and said, “Come along with me tomorrow. We have a big business to do.” 
Song Nuanyi was anxious because she did not know when he started liking her in their past life. Would he even show up tomorrow?
Character Setting:
Song Nuanyi - self-righteous, aloof, noble young lady
Wu Chenjin - frivolous, dandy, young master


Young Master Jin's Beloved

Song Nuanyi looked to the left. Two tall men in suits were standing at the edge of the crowd. They were holding a welcome card and a bunch of sunflowers.

Song Nuanyi walked over and did not take the flowers. She was holding Wu Zifei in her hands. How could she let go for a bunch of flowers?

Assistant Chen naturally understood and politely took the sunflower.

One of the men said, "Miss Song, sorry to keep you waiting. Mr. Smith has already arranged a welcome banquet." He reached out his hand and made an elegant gesture. "Please."

Although Smith knew that she was coming and had said that he would hold a welcome banquet for her, based on her understanding of Smith in her previous life, Smith would not have sent two such inflexible people to pick her up.

It seemed that the situation in the Capital was indeed unpredictable. They had just landed when someone started to take action.

Pretending to Be the Welcome Party