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

Her delirious murmuring never stopped. Wen Nian carefully examined her body and, apart from a not-so-large cut on her forehead, there were no other external injuries. How could she be in so much pain?


He had given her a special antipyretic medicine, and her fever had subsided.


He had been worried before coming that she would not be able to adapt to the unpredictable climate changes in the mountains and was afraid she would fall ill, so he had brought some special medicine from Anlin.


So he was very confident in the drug's effectiveness.


Song Lili unconsciously clutched her body—her shoulders, chest, abdomen... it seemed there wasn't a single part of her that didn't hurt.


Wen Nian asked Lin Xinglan, who had already been pulled up.


Lin Xinglan touched her head and thought carefully, "There shouldn't be... no..."


I've never really seen her happy.