Ren Yingying

Four years later, she was cornered in a bustling hallway, looking at the man's valiant figure, still fiercely arrogant, “Su Chaoyang, what do you want to do?!”
He kissed her with unhesitating resolve, his cold eyes menacing, dispelling all her struggles, “Revenge!”
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My Chaoyang will ultimately turn to dusk. A love "revenge" that remains unchanging unto death.
[Completed in full March 21st.]

Good Morning, My Cute Little Wife!

During the days without Su Chaoyang by her side, Mu Xiangwan found herself unable to cope. Her home felt empty, and even when she ate, it felt as if something was missing.


She never thought that forming a habit could be such a terrifying thing. In just a short span of one month, she had grown accustomed to Su Chaoyang's company, inseparable from him.


It was late into the night, yet Mu Xiangwan tossed and turned, unable to sleep. She wondered if the man in the army was thinking about her too?


In the end, she got up and went to his room.


The room was still impeccably tidy, as if he had never been there in the past few days. 


However, what was different was that the air still carried his scent. It was familiar, warm, and gave her some comfort at last.


Sitting on his bed, holding his blanket and pillow, she buried her head in them and took a deep breath. For a moment, it felt as if he were still there by her side...


Chapter 337: Remember to Think of Me (10)_1