Fu Wuyao

(Dual purity, second male lead ascends, national first love vs. refined scoundrel)
Cheng Weiyue first met Zhao Hanchen at her father's retirement banquet.
Her father, intoxicated, clapped the man's shoulder and called her by her nickname, "Ningning, this is Daddy’s most proud student."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Hanchen chuckled lightly, his narrow eyes carefree and easygoing, causing the heart of the eighteen-year-old girl to flutter as she looked down.
Latter on, in a bustling market, the man praised by all choked a gorgeous woman in a dim corner, feeding her a puff of smoke from his mouth. He glanced sideways at her, speaking slowly and with a smile, "Ningning?"
The heart flutter was inevitable.
But the prodigal son did not return, and the breakup was not pretty.
On the day of the breakup, Beijing University’s beauty Cheng Weiyue, in front of all onlookers, slapped young master Zhao twice, while the latter turned his face away and did not move for a long while.
Nobody knew that in the low-profile business car, Zhou Family’s most upright and mannerly Family Head, the legendary Zhou Jingwei from the legal world, gripped the young girl’s delicate chin and kissed her fiercely.
After a while, he brushed away the tears at the corner of her eyes with his fingertip, his dignified and cultured face gentle as he spoke, "Have you had your fun?"
...
Cheng Weiyue had seen Zhou Jingwei at his most tender.
On the first day of the Lunar New Year with heavy snow, at Ling'an Temple in Jingcheng amidst the feathery snow-covered world, teeming with people and swirling with incense smoke, she went to seek a Marriage Charm for herself and Zhao Hanchen.
Until Zhou Jingwei walked against the crowd towards her, stuffing the Marriage Charm into her hand, "What you wish for may not always be granted."
He paused, then added, "Ningning, when you’re done playing, come back."
The Buddha says that turning back is the shore, and on that day Cheng Weiyue looked back again and again only to see Zhou Jingwei standing behind her, amidst the vast crowd, his gaze firmly on her.
The Buddha truly never spoke deceptively.

A Calculated & Passionate Kiss

He spoke to her gently and calmly, "Why take out your anger on yourself? What do you want? Once you recover, I will give you anything you want, okay? Xuan Su, I have waited for so many years, and you finally agreed to wake up and look at me. You don't know how happy I am..."


"I don't want to see you, I wish you were dead!" Lin Xuan Su's words were merciless, saying whatever hurtful things that came to mind.


Zhou Jingwei raised his arm to lift the curtain, cutting off what Zhou Bingquan was about to say.


The woman on the bed was frail yet beautiful, her face bearing the delicate elegance typical of Jiangnan women, only it bore the traces of sickness, and her complexion was overly pale from prolonged illness.


Her black hair lay scattered over her, and for several moments, she resembled nothing so much as a specter.


Zhou Jingwei even felt that her awakening might just be a dream of his own.


100 The Only Comfort (Extra Chapter for Monthly Votes)_1