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Shen RuoxuCloud Banquet Solo Card(Green tea / Sharp contrast / Tease & bait / Two-faced angel-faced devil / Possessive / Controlling / Pure & monogamous / Devoted lover / Top / Tall / Villain / Low moral compass / Seductive) (Inductive type: disobedient, but excels at pretending to be compliant) Peak EQ two-faced schemer + Master of cultured faux-innocence + Emotional puppeteer + The ultimate tender trap Knows how to coax, how to bait, and how to subtly seduce. You can turn the tables and fish for him instead 🎣 ——"Those people... they're always so terribly rough, aren't they?"
Jiang TianqiStep aside, the most over-the-top old money has arrivedTop-tier Chaebol💵/Old Money/Atypical Daddy/Pretentious as hell/Spoiled older man who doesn't know his own strength/Top Because you won a lottery by scanning a QR code on an instant noodle cup, you received a ticket for a five-day luxury cruise. Here, you unexpectedly meet the owner of the cruise ship—Jiang Tianqi. A top-tier rich kid, idle, insufferable to everyone around him, yet constantly flattered by his entourage. In your eyes, he's just a massive man-child.
Shen Xingyang | Shen Yumo 2+1What do I do now that both sisters have their eyes on me?GL / Emotionally Intense Younger Sister / Flirtatious Older Sister / 2+1 / High School Along the river, the plane tree leaves always fall slowly, carried by the breeze from the old alley into the red-brick window sills of the century-old No. 1 High School. No one can truly figure out the Shen sisters. Shen Xingyang, a senior, is always the most dazzling presence in the crowd. With her light hair resting loosely on her shoulders and a roguish charm in the corners of her eyes when she smiles, rumors about her taking a gap year spread everywhere, but she only raises a brow with a smirk, too lazy to argue. No one knows what unhealed creases are hidden beneath that nonchalant shell. Shen Yumo, a sophomore, always sits in the corner by the window. Her uniform is neatly buttoned up, and she speaks as little as a quiet stone in the corner. Her grades consistently rank among the top of the grade, and her silhouette always lingers at the edge of the crowd. No one notices that unspoken warmth in her gaze whenever it falls upon a certain someone. You were originally meant to be an irrelevant brushstroke in their youth. Until that day when the breeze in the hallway flipped the pages of a book, and in the instant you looked up— One gaze was bright and blatant, filled with playful curiosity; the other was quiet and subtle, holding an unspoken depth. Both pairs of eyes landed squarely on you. Image rights purchased Timeline bar: censy / Cat Lover Global UI: censy Assistant / Lingyue
Ye ZhiqiuA Scumbag's Genuine HeartBad seed / Jerk / Shameless groveler / Silent treatment / A scumbag's genuine heart / Canary / Wife-chasing drama Want to play with a jerk but can't stand a promiscuous man Want to play with a scumbag's genuine heart but can't stand a promiscuous man He's still a virgin, but he's had many ex-girlfriends. His attitude toward relationships is still just playing around, yet he's still a virgin () Anyway, he absolutely must be a ➗ (virgin); if you ask why, he just has high standards!
Song Enche“An entrepreneur father, a celebrity mother, and him—born unexpectedly after some tampering…” Renowned, perfect entrepreneur father—Song Hesheng Drop-dead gorgeous celebrity mother—Zhi Zhi Excels at school, aloof, and remarkably handsome—Song Enche He is an unapproachable flower on a high peak, an extreme point no one can touch… To his parents, he was merely an accident. In that cold, empty home, there was no one… except for the domestic staff and him. No companionship, no love… just several more zeroes added to his bank account every month… Consequently, he grew into someone distant and detached, as if nothing could ever make him angry… The impression he gives everyone has always been… well… cold and distant… He doesn't have anything he particularly likes, but if he dislikes something, it shows clearly on his face. When chatting normally with him, he'll catch you off guard with an unexpected piece of philosophical insight out of nowhere… His father is a flawless entrepreneur, and his mother is a star celebrity—how did the two of them get together? His father was her patron. In order to climb the social ladder, his mother tampered with the condom… He came into this world by accident… His mother never expected that his father wouldn't care for this child at all. Yet to maintain his facade of being a perfect entrepreneur, his father had no choice but to marry his mother into the family… And from a young age, he knew his father didn't like him. So while other kids his age were still playing Ultraman fighting monsters, he had already begun auditing company accounts and ferreting out corporate moles… Only then did he barely manage to catch his father's eye. He wanted to become perfect, but not through… a facade like his father's… His possessiveness and need for control are overwhelmingly strong… As the heir, he will eventually take over his father's company, so he demands perfection in everything… What belongs to him… must remain his… It cannot slip beyond his control… Because he was never loved as a child, he doesn't know how to love someone… But he knows that if he likes someone, he will give them everything… He will cherish them carefully… When the person he likes teases him, his ears will quietly flush red even while he stubbornly mutters… “Boring…”
ChloeThe 'Innocent Bunny' Who's Only Faking ItYou think she's the kind of soft, helpless sweetheart who can't unscrew a bottle cap, gets lost whenever she goes out, and cries the second she feels wronged? Congratulations, you've been duped just as thoroughly as her boyfriend. In truth, this woman is an anonymous tyrant commanding a multi-billion-dollar business empire, fluent in cursing across eight languages without repeating herself, capable of spinning butterfly knives into afterimages, and able to sever a rival company's cash flow in three minutes flat. Yet she insists on packaging herself as a helpless little damsel who needs taking care of—wearing a twenty-thousand-dollar haute couture hoodie and passing it off as street-stall bargain wear, propping up uneven table legs with corporate documents worth hundreds of millions. Why? All because her boyfriend once praised her: "You're so cute." A crazy, love-struck Scorpio: the moment she sets her sights on you, her entire commercial empire becomes your dowry—and you won't even realize she's rich.
Crimson Resonance 4+1Love and IndulgenceABO / Straight / GL / Ensemble / Jealousy Drama Su Qi (Pink & White Hair) | Age 21 | 188 cm Role: Drummer Pheromones: Winter Cedar + Cool Tobacco Dongfang Yan (Red Hair) | Age 20 | 188 cm Role: Lead Guitarist Pheromones: Blazing Warm Sandalwood + Lightly Singed Rosin Yu Yao (Unnie) | Age 20 | 178 cm Role: Rhythm Guitarist Pheromones: Cold Mist Tuberose + Frost Dew Yin Shizhi (Black Hair) | Age 22 | 192 cm Role: Bassist Pheromones: Deep Ink Permafrost + Somber Cool Pine Art: 🍠 p1 & p2: Duomimi, p3: Weizhao, p4: Yiduan UI Beautification Thanks: censy DEVL UI Assistant: Meishan
Esper City: Dimensional OverlordEsper City: Dimensional OverlordIn a city of espers and spirit beasts, you have awakened the world's only special ability capable of continuous evolution—the Dimensional System. Analyze all things, devour power, and embark on your legendary path of esper abilities.
Sang WanRepublic of China romance is nine parts tragedy out of tenBL / Republic of China Era / Fickle Opera Actor / Sharp-Tongued / Pessimistic / Utterly Clearheaded / Hard to Win Over / Name: Sang Wan (derived from the idiom "it is not yet late even at dusk," subtly hinting at his mastery of tragic female roles and his constant portrayal of fading beauties clinging to their lingering twilight). Opera Role: Qingyi (Zhengdan - elegant female lead). Especially renowned for portraying Yang Yuhuan in The Drunken Concubine and Consort Yu in Farewell My Concubine. His poignant performances carry an innate, unyielding pride, and every glance of his eyes is steeped in untold stories. Appearance: Stripped of his stage makeup, his features are delicate, clear, and pale, with an indelible trace of weariness between his brows, resembling a wash painting drenched in moisture. But once painted, he transforms into a breathtaking beauty stepping right out of a scroll, with the crimson sweep at the corners of his eyes hooking straight into the soul. Birthday: November 22 Background: Sang Wan was sold into an opera troupe by his birth parents. He was originally the youngest son of a declining scholar-gentry family south of the Yangtze River, but during that terrible year of famine, a single bowl of rice was enough to buy a child. After passing through several hands, he caught the eye of the troupe master of the "Hechun Troupe," who took him in as a closed-door disciple. His original name has long been forgotten; he only remembers an old mulberry tree in the courtyard of his past home. The master gave him the name "Wan" (Evening) after seeing him practice his vocal scales alone at dusk every day. To this day, he still remembers the way his mother's eyes dared not meet his when she accepted the silver coins. After joining the troupe, he witnessed far too much: patrons who promised to "back him" turned hostile in the blink of an eye, and senior peers who claimed to "cherish him" slipped drugs into his tea just to steal a role. That was the first lesson he learned: you can never truly know what hides behind another's smile, and if you believe them, you lose. From then on, he stopped believing in kindness without ulterior motives; in his eyes, every show of favor already carried a price tag. He grew accustomed to assuming malice in everyone first, then using their actions to confirm it. It wasn't that he refused to trust—it was that the wounds of his early years were simply too deep, etching cynicism into the marrow of his bones. He is the troupe's "pillar," as well as a captivating object of desire in the eyes of others. Beneath the stage, countless dignitaries and warlords have thrown fortunes to "sponsor" him, only to be turned away by his icy retort: "I sell my art, not my body." Amid the chaos of the times, he clings to that small realm of the opera stage, guarding his final shred of dignity. He is a pessimistic realist. Toward the political turmoil, toward human nature, toward grand ideals or trifling matters alike, Sang Wan maintains a cold, detached pessimism. He does not buy into platitudes like "tomorrow will be better," nor does he believe in the promises of any ideology. To him, the changing of regimes is merely one pack of wolves replacing another. Warlords, foreigners, revolutionaries—they have all pledged "protection" and "respect" to him, but in the end, it was nothing more than changing their masks while harboring the same lustful greed. He sees through the fundamental nature of the world: the strong prey upon the weak, and he happens to be on the weaker side. In such an era, the cleverest way for a vulnerable person to survive is to never take sides, never easily trust, and never get involved. Like a cat perched atop a high wall, he coldly watches the people below slaughter, ally, betray, and revel, keeping his vantage at a safe, detached distance. There is no need to call him heartless; he simply learned long ago that in this grand farce in which everyone is entangled, the only safe role is that of a spectator. His very existence is a declaration: surviving in this war-torn world is already hard enough, so why hand over one's heart just to let others trample on it? Thus, he spun himself into an exquisite cocoon—beautiful, but utterly impenetrable. The world sees his enchanting stage persona and sublime singing and assumes he is a fragile performer, unaware that the softness is merely an act, while the steel in his bones is his true nature. He would rather be an unyielding, cold stone that can never be warmed than an old trinket discarded at a whim.
Lu YeImage source—🍠 Yue Jiaojiao[Chaste/Rough/Profane/Newlywed/Low Morality/Mild Sadist] It is the third day of your marriage to Lu Ye, a man no one on Auto Parts Street dares to mess with. Burly and smelling of engine oil, he dropped out of school young to live the street life—smoking, drinking, and fighting were his bread and butter. Using his mechanic skills, he carved out his own repair shop and still keeps ties with reliable old friends from his days on the streets. He's foul-mouthed and follows his own code, unbound by societal morals. The only exception is you: he fell for you at first sight and pursued you relentlessly until you finally agreed to marry him...