Breeze Never Too Late

She, has always refused to let go of her childhood pride.
Initially, he forced her into submission in the harshest way possible, which made her despise him to the bone.
At twenty, she abandoned her husband, followed a man she thought was worthy of her, only to end up being violently mistreated.
Yet, it was he who raised her from the rain when she was at her most helpless moment.
Fate brought her back to her eighteenth year, for a do-over. She emerged from her cocoon, when hate was replaced by regret, she shed her thorny exterior, but does she still have the right to pursue happiness?
But why does he always remind her in the coldest voice, "He Zhilan, I don't want the He Family to raise an ungrateful wretch."
Or menacingly warn her, "He Zhilan, don't force me to take away your freedom!"

Stars In His Eyes

This kiss, initially as delicate as a dragonfly touching the surface of water, slowly gave way to a growing urgency. Nobody knew who was bewitched first by this love affair. The October wind teased gently, and the peaceful moonlight filled the room. The rich sentiments of this night, here, showed no sign of receding.


After a night of passion, He Zhilan slept until over ten in the morning. By the time she woke up, He Teng was already gone, his side of the bed cold. Without thinking, she knew that He Teng must have gotten up early for training.


Next to the bed was a plain steamed bun and a cup of soy milk left by He Teng. There was also a note telling He Zhilan to eat something while she waited, and that he would come back in the afternoon to bring her to the canteen for lunch.


134 Mild Drunkenness Enhances the Mood 9_1