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

Time evaporated slowly like water on a heated pot.


The twenty-odd square feet room held twelve captives. It wasn't particularly crowded, but the narrow space was suffocating.


The sound of a dagger scraping against the hemp rope hissed through the air, which was thick with restless tension.


During this time, Zheng Caisheng had come in once. Everyone smartly kept their hands behind their backs, not making a sound. He had simply swept them with a glance and then left again.


The dagger made its rounds, with Qing Luo being the last one to have her ropes cut.


As Qing Luo freed her hands, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and their expressions grew more focused as they looked towards Song Lili, waiting for her instructions.


After her hands were released, she immediately stuffed the wireless communication earpiece into her ears and could clearly hear the response from the remaining three people in Liu Fan's team.


Kill them, and the captives are ours!