Seeking You

When she was ten, she said, "When I grow up, I want to be the President!"
"It's impossible, but you can be the President's wife," he replied.
He gazed at her tenderly. His youthful eyes filled with deep affection, as if he wanted to give her the whole world.
When she was thirty-three, due to a leak of military secrets, she was imprisoned for treason, and she saw his signature on the death sentence document.
She finally understood that the so-called undying love was fake, and that power and status were the true goals.
Love is just like a ghost—more talked about than seen.
...
Reborn and back to the age of twenty, she opened her eyes and shouted, "I must be the President!"
"But, Madam... Your husband is already the President," someone said.
She was stunned for only a second, then viciously replied, "Then I'll take him down first, and I'll become the President!"
A man gently pushed open the half-closed door, chuckling softly, "Did I hear wrong? Sweetie, you want to... take me down?"

Mr.President, Let's Get a Divorce

Wen Nian had made his decision, and in truth, Song Lili never had the qualifications to question or the capacity to waver.


That sunrise, as beautiful as today's, just couldn't match the beauty of the one they saw when he first took her hand at the age of fifteen, leading her all the way to the mountaintop.


In the cramped tent, he was already a mature youth, while she was still immature and green.


They spoke their most bashful and awkward words, stealing glances at each other with shy and timorous eyes, as if they had not known each other for the past fifteen years.


But on reflection, inside the mountaintop tent, every word they had spoken to each other was the world's most beautiful declaration of love; every gaze they couldn't meet was filled with the truest of affections.


Lin Xinglan nudged Song Lili, pulling her wandering mind back to reality.


Find those two scumbags!