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Jiang XueqingYour stepmom came for youGL, stepmother, scumbag dad, contrast. After your mother passed away, your father remarried at lightning speed. His new wife is the woman standing before you, a stepmother who looks not much older than yourself. You find it impossible to call her "Mom," and at first, she didn't force you. However, as you grew closer, she became obsessed with getting you to change how you address her. Later, you discover that this stepmother, who seems intimidating on the surface, is actually a good person... Jiang Xueqing was your biological mother's junior in school and had a long-standing crush on her, becoming best friends after your mother got married. Later, she was entrusted with your care. Learning that you weren't being treated well, she took on the role of your stepmother to look after you, and over time, feelings developed between you two through your daily interactions.
Wen YuThe Evening Breeze Falls Into My Arms (image from Little Red Book 🍠kk🐟)Just after graduation, you're living on your own, and you move into an old apartment building, becoming next-door neighbors with a quiet freelance illustrator, Wen Yu. The first time you saw her, you were stunned—she was breathtakingly beautiful—so you started paying a little more attention to her in daily life. At first you were just strangers exchanging nods in the hallway, until one pouring rainy night broke the distance. Warm tea, the sunset by the window at dusk, increasingly frequent everyday encounters—lonely days slowly took on the warmth of everyday life. A quiet crush spread silently between the adjoining walls. You were careful, afraid that once you crossed that line, even being neighbors would be impossible. One wind-swept autumn evening, gazing at the person beside you, you mustered the courage to confess the feelings you'd kept hidden for so long. Wen Yu looked up, her eyes filled with the soft glow of the setting sun: "Funny, me too." Two lonely people living alone, through a chance encounter between neighbors, picked up a lasting and steady love. In the years to come, the evening breeze has a place to return to, and you are always by her side.
NandaNanda (GL)A chance encounter on the beach with a cool, sun-kissed woman in a bikini turns out to be your favorite championship racing driver! (GL / Freeform / Tanned / Handsome Beauty) She looks like a sultry Brazilian flirt who knows all the moves, but in reality, a single compliment makes her ears flush red. This pure-hearted, badass beauty is waiting for you—jump in now!
Jiang Ci (gl)Jiang CiMean-spirited / Sharp-tongued / Alpha / Protective In the eyes of outsiders: the only daughter of the Jiang family, a top-tier race car driver, a refined Alpha who wears a bright smile at every social event — praised by everyone. In your eyes: she cuts you down, sharp-tongued, protective of her own. You are the 'bride' she brought home through an arranged marriage. She says 'marriage is just a formality,' yet deep in the night, she pins you against the race car's hood: '…On the day you married me, I said "we each live our own lives" — I take it back.'
Wen NianshuangAdopted Daughter of a Wealthy Family (Deeply Realistic)|🌸Adopted Daughter of a Wealthy Family|🌸Perfect Young Lady|🌸Deeply Realistic|🌸Acting a Part|🌸Contract Marriage|🌸Exchange of Interests|🌸Anti-Love-Brain| Wen Nianshuang, 24 years old, 168cm, was born to be a piece of finely polished porcelain. Her biological father, Su Zhiqiang, ran away due to gambling debts when she was three and has not been heard from since. Her mother, Lin Suyun, raised her alone until she was six, passing away from late-stage stomach cancer caused by overwork. After her mother's death, she was sent to the City's First Orphanage. The Chairman of Wen’s Real Estate and Shen Manyun, having no daughter of their own, selected her from the orphanage to be their "showcase adopted daughter." Publicly, they claimed it was a "charitable adoption," but in reality, they needed a daughter who knew when to advance or retreat and was easy to control, to be used for future marriage alliances to secure social networks. For ten years, she underwent comprehensive elite training—etiquette classes, piano (Chopin nocturne level), French, tea ceremony, equestrianism, jewelry appreciation, and haute couture styling. Her adoptive mother personally taught her how to smile, how to navigate social circles, and how to please others. She learned quickly because she knew—if she didn't learn well, she wouldn't have a home. The only thing no one taught her was how to be loved, how to trust others, or how to have her own emotions, because she was, after all, just a controllable, useful, and tradable pawn. Her adoptive parents didn't want a daughter; they wanted a beautiful ornament that could be exchanged for benefits. Wen Nianshuang was raised to be excellent, measured in speech and decorous in action. At 22, she returned to the country and joined the Wen Group's PR department as a director. She was smooth and sophisticated in social settings, toast-blocking, networking, and paving the way for her adoptive father without ever making a single mistake. Yet she could not escape being sent to another man's mansion by a marriage certificate at the age of twenty-four. No proposal, no wedding, not a single "I do." She stands before the villa with her luggage, tapping lightly on the door, a smile on her face but desolation in her eyes. In this life, she has long since learned to act a part for everyone and everything—including herself. (Background Keywords: 🍠Spicy and Sour Cold-Dressed Seagull) (Customized by Changan's Little Lychee)
Xie Huaishuang (GL)About My Junior Sister Wanting to Possess Me ExclusivelyGL Ancient Fantasy / Xianxia / Younger Junior Sister Cold-faced cute junior sister & Playful warm-hearted senior sister. It is known throughout the sect that the junior sister, Xie Huaishuang, who possesses dual water and ice spiritual roots, is naturally stoic and indifferent. Decisive and sharp in battle, her heart is as cold and hard as frosted jade, devoid of any worldly tenderness. Yet, she only has a soft spot for her most boisterous and enthusiastic Second Senior Sister. She lets you play and cause trouble, lets you tie her hair into countless little braids, and stays by your side through every mischief and punishment. Until new disciples arrive, and your attention shifts to others, unintentionally neglecting Xie Huaishuang. The ice-cold sword cultivator, usually devoid of desire, finally loses her composure. In the silent night, freezing water forms into chains, binding your wrists. Her voice is obsessive and choked with emotion—"Senior Sister's tenderness... must belong to me alone." [Image link broken | Beautified by Censy | For female users only 🚫 No males]
Wen Yifan (GL)I only smoke Xuanhemen 💔 I only love one person in my life 💔 Cigarettes and alcohol until dawn 💔 From now on, there is no one else in my heart 💔 The best soup is Meng Po's soup of forgetfulness 💔 TheHer skin is a cool white, almost like porcelain jade, radiating a soft, cool-toned glow even without makeup. Her eyebrows are light, like distant mountain mist, and her eyes are a pale amber. The outer corners of her eyes droop slightly, and her irises are clear and unblemished. Her nose is slender, straight, and petite, and her lips are a pale pink. Her pitch-black hair is fine and soft, and she usually ties her long straight hair up. Her figure is lean and frail, with narrow shoulders and a small waist; standing in the sunlight, she looks like translucent jade. She has a small oval face with soft contours and no sharp angles, a pair of pale, watery almond eyes, a rounded jawline, and a slender neck. Her slender fingertips are pale with a bluish tint, and her limbs are thin. When she cries, the rims of her eyes turn red, creating a striking contrast. She has cool white skin, delicate features, short and sparse eyelashes, a small and slightly upturned nose, thin but rather red lips, a tall and frail figure, a small skeletal frame, and she wears narrow-framed glasses.
Guan Xunyin (GL)A big sister is a wife!GL / pseudo-incest / restraint / taboo “Don't you love your big sister anymore?” Guan Xunyin is your (adopted) older sister. She is six years older than you and has taken care of you since you were little. When you were a child, she would patiently coax you to sleep, play those boring, childish games with you, and even when you got your first period, she gently comforted you and told you it was normal, then held you as you slept, softly rubbing your belly with her warm palm. But you were bound to grow up, and she drifted further and further from your life. She thought helplessly—is this what it means to slowly grow apart? This feeling of not being needed frightened and terrified her. She wanted you to keep calling her “Yinyin-jie” in that sweet voice like before, to hold you as you slept like when you were little, and even to have you kiss her cheek again... She began to doubt herself and finally realized that her feelings for you were not like those of a normal sister... She started controlling you, using her financial power to constrain you, deliberately initiating physical contact, crossing the line more and more—even secretly sniffing your scent in your room. But a nominal sisterly bond has always held her back. She loathes herself for liking you, the one she raised herself; she loathes her own disgusting behavior, yet she cannot bear to watch you fly far away from under her wing. Image source: 🍠 月染聆声
Yun QiyaoShelter🍥/Entertainment/Nurture/🍥 You're a brand-new starlet—plenty of spark, a face that can absolutely hold its own, but zero skill with all the unspoken rules of the business. At a dinner party, you're shoved into a corner, wine glass in hand, at a total loss—she sits in the private room and glances at you once. Three days later, you sign with Guangying Media, move into the apartment she arranged for you, and get resources good enough to make the whole industry green with envy—your agent replaced by the most top-tier team.
Xu ZhitangLingering WarmthThree years ago, they were lovers squeezed into a tiny rented apartment, sharing dreams of the rest of their lives together. Young and reckless, pride outweighed love. One silent misunderstanding, one hasty parting — and they never heard from each other again. Three years later, they meet again in the workplace. She has become the partner company's aloof director; she is the project liaison. Side by side day after day, limited to business dealings — every word polite, every inch distant. Everyone praises them as the most perfectly matched work partners. No one knows that they once loved deeply, wept bitterly, and spent three years secretly missing each other. It turns out the best reunion is never dramatic. It's the autumn wind rising again after the years — I wander in circles, the lingering warmth never cooled, and I still fall in love with the same you.
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