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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

Qi Jianyi's eyes widened in shock, disbelief washing over her like a cold wave. "How…?" she murmured, the word barely escaping her lips.

Her gaze trembled with a mixture of fear and confusion. How could her mother possibly know that name? It was a name she had never spoken aloud. A name belonging to someone who, as far as the world was concerned, does not exist here.

A name she had locked away so tightly, to the point that she sometimes doubted its reality herself.

So how could Mother Qi possibly know?

"What? Are you asking me how I know that name?" her mother asked, her tone shifting into something firmer—more serious.

"Tell me, Jianyi. Who is this Song Chengfeng?" Her voice lowered, now heavy with concern and insistence.

The truth