Fu Wuyao

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.

Dumped By First Love, Pampered By the Billionaire

Zhao Hanchen listened to the earnest words of the old man before him, and his heart was indeed somewhat moved.


After all, Zhao Mingchen was his father. No matter how many years they had been openly and secretly at odds, it didn't change the ironclad fact.


And between father and son, how could there really be any grudge that lasted overnight?


Zhao Hanchen's expression softened, and he took the initiative to stand up and walk to Zhao Mingchen's bedside, "Dad, the doctor said you've overexerted yourself and need to rest quietly. I'll take care of these matters, don't worry."


"I'm at ease," Zhao Mingchen smiled with a hint of emotion, saying, "You've always been sensible, I know that."


Li Zhao stood smoking at the door when someone suddenly snatched the cigarette from him. When he realized what happened, he swore, "Who's the blind one?"


"You can't smoke in the hospital, don't you know that?" Zhao Hanchen's voice, with a warning tone, came from behind him.


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