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Transmigrated into a novel she dropped was never on Qi Jianyi’s bucket list. She could still remember how she deleted the novel on her phone after reading the first 30 chapters of the book. 

“A book full of bullshit.” She cursed before going to sleep. 

Never in a million years would she have thought that one day, she would be pulled into a novel she hated. 

All Qi Jianyi could think of was trying to look for a way home while ignoring the plot of the novel. 

But where does she start? No, does she really have the time to think about it after the appearance of an annoying man who keeps pestering her? 

Qi Jianyi could not forget her first impression of that man. He was as cold as ice, but had a fiery temperament. Those beautiful eyes of his had once captured Qi Jianyi’s attention. 

But the young miss of the Qi family was too busy looking for a way home. How could she have the time and energy to care about a certain young master? 

However, Song Chengfeng would not stop appearing before her. He didn’t know why either. For the first time in his entire life, his mind and body were not in sync. 

“Why bother with her?” He whispered coldly, yet his legs already walked towards the woman who was enjoying her life. 

“Because I love you, Qi Jianyi! I didn’t even know I was capable of feeling this way, but I do. I love you! I love you so much that the thought of losing you terrifies me. It suffocates me. And yet… you’re not even mine.” - Song Chengfeng

"Loving me only ruins you. So stop!" - Qi Jianyi

The Young Miss Refuse To Love

"You've changed a lot…" Qi Jianyi's gaze lingered on the man seated across from her. Somehow, Xu Yichen—who had clearly been on his way out of the restaurant—had ended up following her into the private dining room.

She had been too lost in her thoughts to stop him. And now, here they were.

Offering a polite smile, she responded softly, "Well, it's been years since we last met."

"That's true…" Xu Yichen replied, his tone light, almost nostalgic, before silence once again settled between them—familiar, yet slightly suffocating.

Qi Jianyi shifted slightly in her seat, trying to dispel the awkward air. "How… how have you been?" she asked, her voice tentative as she fumbled for conversation.

Xu Yichen chuckled, sensing the hesitation in her voice. A trace of sorrow flickered in his eyes, barely visible before he masked it with a gentle smile.

A name that only she knew