As If Dawn

Jiang Xun was transmigrated as a cannon fodder. Her mother died when she was young, her stepmother schemes against her, and her father abandoned her in a village. But Jiang Xun didn’t panic, and she was a person who always won by virtue.
Thieves would say, "Stop hitting me, I’ll change careers!"
Thugs would say, "Stop hitting me, I’ll return the money!"
At the Jiang family banquet, guests were watching her every move, waiting for her to make a fool of herself. “I heard that she’s been living in the village for eleven years and has a country bumpkin-like feel to her. If I were the Jiang family, I wouldn't risk her embarrassing me by letting her attend." 
Mr. Jiang said to her, "Stay behind your mother and don’t speak lest you embarrass yourself."
Her stepmother nodded. "The Qin family’s patriarch, Qin Mufeng is noble, benevolent, and abstinent. Don’t even think about someone like him; he's completely out of your league.”
Sure. She didn’t intend to marry into a rich family anyway. She just wanted to beat up the man in the rumors. But why was this man following her around all day every day?

EndlessFantasy Translation 

Young Master Qin Keeps Coveting Me After I Beat Him Up

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"I didn't prepare a mask." Jiang Xun gulped down a mouthful of hawthorn juice in annoyance. "I was too careless."

Mufeng took out a face mask from the storage compartment and handed it to her. "They're all waiting for this episode's guests."

Jiang Xun nodded. Besides, there was no way they'd be waiting for her.

The hotel that the program team had booked for them was a five-star hotel in the suburbs of Sanshui City, which was near the film studio. It would take about three hours to drive from Beijing University to the hotel.

After eating, Jiang Xun felt a little sleepy. She took out a travel pillow from her bag and put it around her next, then promptly went to sleep.

When the car reached the entrance of the hotel, it was already 6:30 p.m.. At this time of the year, the sky was already dark even though it was still early.

Mufeng tilted his head slightly. The tip of his nose and lips almost touched Jiang Xun's forehead.

She Watched as He Got Closer