Mr. Yan

Eve Thompson found herself waking up in the bed of S City's most eligible bachelor with his arm around her waist, but she only had her mother's words in her mind. "Make sure nobody finds out you're disguised as your sister," she told her, looking at the fake birthmark drawn with makeup on her remaining daughter's face. "You have to get Mr. Charlie to marry you, everything we have depends on it!" said she. 
It was a shame, for the man beside him closely resembled the man she'd lost many years ago. 
Anthony Charlie's favor with women was notoriously hard to gain, but in a drunken stupor, he crawled under the sheets with the woman beside her, enticed by the memory of someone he'd lost long ago that this woman resembled. 
However, she never had a birthmark. It could never be her. 
Was their encounter coincidental? What would their hidden past reveal!? Join Eve Thompson on her exciting journey of courtship and political espionage as she steps into the shoes of her twin sister's now-abandoned life and tries to save her family by winning the heart of the mysterious bachelor, Anthony Charlie!


Awaiting the Moon's Return in the Southern City

At these words, Freya Morrison's action of grabbing her backpack hesitated for a moment but soon returned to natural movements as she took out her notebook from the bag, placed it on the desk, and stuffed the backpack into the drawer. It would have been perfect had it not been for her fingers nervously twirling a pen.


She lowered her head, looking at her notebook, and spoke, "I was afraid you'd cling to me back then."


Oliver Charles fell silent upon hearing this answer, then continued, "Back then, we were so close... just shy of breaking through that barrier. How could you do this?"


Freya Morrison made an excuse, "I was going to study abroad for three years. Who knew what could happen in those three years? Long-distance relationships are too exhausting. Do you understand, Oliver Charles?"


Oliver Charles didn't get angry when he heard this; instead, his eyes narrowed, and his chin tilted up slightly, a sparkle in his eyes.


Chapter 1089: Freya Morrison, I Like You (1)