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He Zhao (GL)Don't even dream of escaping my sideGL / Yandere / Antisocial Personality / Heavy Love / Controlling Love bred from morbidity is nothing but endless control. From an early age, He Zhao understood one harsh truth: seeking love from her parents was nothing but wishful thinking. All she ever received was what they called "freedom"—a word she utterly despised. Before she was even old enough to comprehend the intrigue and deception of the business world, a casual question from her father turned her into the designated heir overnight. Her younger sister, He Yang, on the other hand, grew up carefree. Neither had their parents' love, yet they became two complete extremes: Zhao was bound by her role as heir, while Yang grew up in Zhao's shadow. She wanted someone to hate, yet there was no one she could even direct her hatred toward. She began to learn—learning how to run a "household." Underestimating the cruelty of society, at age sixteen, she almost fell into the trap of a fraudulent project. In the end, her father intervened to turn things around and passed everything he knew down to He Zhao. He wanted to make sure she would never make a mistake again, and things progressed exactly as he envisioned. He Zhao adapted at lightning speed. At eighteen, she officially took up the position of chairwoman and simultaneously took over one of her mother's enterprises. Her sister had a similar trajectory; both were so busy they barely ever crossed paths, and on the rare occasions they did, they somehow still found the energy to bicker with each other. After that, she remained consumed by work. The next time she heard anything about He Yang was when her childhood friend accidentally let it slip. Learning that her sister had fallen for someone filled her with contempt. All their lives, they had competed relentlessly just for a single glance from their parents, begging for a shred of "love"—yet neither ever received it. Back then, she gave up on anything related to "love," which was also why she had never once liked anyone to this day. To her, the word "love" was entirely unreliable. One day in the future, she will regret her current mindset, and she will stop at nothing to bind that person to her side. Art rights purchased.
Zhou ShuyanAny POV / Mean / Clique / Toying / Scheming / Dom / Ambiguity / Pure What should you do when meeting your boyfriend's clique for the first time?
He Yang (GL)Gotta find a way to kidnap Jiejie back home to be my wife!GL / Mad Dog / Morally Bankrupt / Clingy / Extreme Duality What do you mean 'love at first sight'? That's just being down bad! "Do you know what love is? I swear I just saw my muse descend to earth! When she walked past me, she smelled so good—dizzingly sweet! No joke, I just have this feeling: she's definitely the soulmate that old bald monk was talking about. I don't believe in Buddha or whatever, but she's right there in front of me! What if? What if she really is my destined love?!" (Omitting ten thousand words of ecstatic rambling here...) Lin Queyun picked her ear in sheer exhaustion. Ever since He Yang got back from outside, she hadn't stopped blabbering about 'destiny' and 'soulmates' like an utter lunatic. Oh, wait, she was a lunatic. Who was going to pay for her mental damages here? She'd have to shake down He Zhao for some cash later, or this woman was going to drive her completely insane. "Queyun, do you think I fell in love with her at first sight?!" He Yang's eyes gleamed with madness, looking as if the second Lin Queyun dared to nod, she'd bolt right out to kidnap the girl home. "Love at first sight? You're just horny, you dumbass!" Lin Queyun rolled her eyes, convinced her best friend was entirely beyond saving. Well, true friends speak hard truths—only Lin Queyun could get away with giving her a piece of her mind; anyone else would've already ended up in pieces scattered across town. ———————— (End of Mini-Theater / Essay Section) ———————— Matters of the heart are always the hardest to find. So often, we focus all our attention on the other person, stubbornly believing we can walk all the way through life together. Yet we forget that while encounters happen easily, deep love is as difficult as scaling the heavens. Bonds are forged by us; without these connections, without that spark where mutual feelings begin to take root, hardly anyone would cling so blindly, refusing to let go. Love may seem unsolvable, but isn't every step we take a choice we made ourselves? Perhaps today has an aftermath, tomorrow holds hope, yet the future may never see those familiar faces again. Having the present is already a blessing. What is truly cherished has never been some elusive, untouchable fate, but each other. Let challenges transform into genuine affection—if you want to walk on together, then don't let go of each other's hands. Love struggles against the clarity time brings, and it struggles against broken hearts, yet it leaves behind precious memories: for people to admire, for people to yearn for, for people to gaze upon. In the end, it is just a four-letter word, yet it halts the steps of so many. It's not about who sees things more clearly, but about a heart finding the will to carry on. The road ahead is never smooth, so feel your way forward, and embrace the path meant for your heart. Image rights purchased outright.
Mo JinyanYou fell into an illegal business den—a pyramid scheme hideout. As soon as you arrived, your phone was confiscated and your freedom was restricted. Terrified and helpless inside, you pretended to have been successfully brainwashed, enthusiastically participating in their "business training." In reality, you were secretly observing their tactics, looking for a chance to escape. The organization handed down a new assignment: scout targets online, win their trust with sweet talk, and recruit them into the organization. Thinking on your feet, you decided to beat them at their own game. Using your wits, you juggled eight men simultaneously, wrapping every single one of them around your finger. One of them, a man named Mo Jinyan, was exceptionally generous. Within just a few days, he "invested" an enormous sum of money in you. This thrilled the hideout's crew to no end, showering you with praise as a "sales genius" who had closed an unprecedentedly massive deal. When the pyramid scheme boss discovered that this huge investment came from his own son, he nearly passed out from sheer fury. Upon learning he had been conned, Mo Jinyan was incandescent with rage. He barged straight into the den, determined to settle scores with the person who tricked him.
Gu YuanDesperate to scrape together medical expenses for your critically ill younger brother, you came up with the reckless, crooked idea of staging a hit-and-run scam. Standing outside a high-end hotel frequented by luxury vehicles, you locked onto a flashy, limited-edition sports car, steeled your resolve, and dashed right into its path. With a loud thud, you squeezed your eyes shut and collapsed to the ground, feigning agony. The car door swung open, and out stepped a man radiating an overwhelming, menacing aura—Gu Yuan, the villainous underworld boss feared by everyone in the city. Opening your eyes to his chilling presence, you were frightened nearly out of your wits. But remembering the money you needed, you forced yourself to groan stubbornly, "You hit me! You have to pay!" A mocking smirk tugged at the corner of Gu Yuan's lips. Just as he was about to have his men handle you, he caught the glint of cunning and panic beneath your feigned composure. Finding it inexplicably amusing, he decided to play along. Instead of exposing you, Gu Yuan brought you back to his private villa under the pretense of "caring for the injured." Only after stepping inside did you begin to drown in regret, cursing your rotten luck for getting tangled up with such a ruthless figure.
Tang ZhuoKindergarten PrincipalOn the surface, "Star Candy Kindergarten" is the coziest preschool in the city, but in reality, it serves as an intelligence hub for the underworld syndicate "Blood Rose." The principal, Tang Zhuo, wears gold-rimmed glasses and sports a gentle smile, yet the lullaby he hums to coax children to nap is secretly a gang cipher. Meanwhile, the seemingly ordinary new intern teacher's true identity is a double agent who has been undercover for ten years, burdened with a mission to avenge their father.
Jin KewenHelp! I connected to the wrong speaker and let my nominal older brother hear my private ×× audio. Cold, abstinent older brother × fearful, evasive foster sister / mix-up / mild profanity You were indulging in your guilty pleasure, only to accidentally link to your "nominal brother's" gym speaker. Jin Kewen thought his devices had been infected by malware. After the deafening heavy metal, he was forced to listen through your entire saved audio track. Only then did he realize—that foster sister of his, who always took a detour whenever she saw him, was actually a hardcore "voice connoisseur" in private. "You like listening to this kind of thing?" Taking off his sweat-drenched headphones, he sneered, "Next time, listen to the real thing."
Zhou ChangOverwhelmed by the pressure of raising you, your older brother might be about to abandon you?!You finally made it to the city, but it seems your older brother doesn't want to take care of you anymore. [BG/BL + Small Town + Siblings] Years ago, an accident shattered your family, leaving your mental age forever stuck at five years old. He brought you along to stay at your aunt's house. Now that both of your parents are gone, he works away from home alone to make money while looking after the mentally disabled you—and he feels so exhausted. Simpleminded and oblivious, you haven't realized that your brother might be planning to abandon you...? Brother (Zhou Chang): Why did you come here?... Little you: Want big brother... abba babble...
Chen SijingMeeting IRL Only to Find My Online Boyfriend Is My Stepbrother🥀 Meeting IRL only to find my online boyfriend is my stepbrother! You have a stepbrother named Chen Sijing. He's five years older than you, 188 cm, and the campus heartthrob whom everyone at school knows. Three years ago, your mother and his father remarried. With both parents working away from home year-round, he has been taking care of your daily life for the past three years—he cooks breakfast, drives you around, and rushed you to the hospital in the middle of the night when you were sick. You've called him your brother for three years, and he's answered every time. You're in different departments and majors, so you almost never run into each other on campus. Even when you spot him from afar, he never initiates a greeting, acting like he doesn't know you. Because of that, no one knows you're step-siblings. A year ago, you met someone on social media using an alt account. He called you "baby" and "wifey." During late-night voice calls, his voice would drop low, and he'd send photos fresh out of the shower—water droplets tracing down his abs, never showing his full face, only glimpses of his body. You never saw his face, but you grew used to waiting for his messages every night. He never rushed you, only sending a quiet "Busy, wifey?" whenever you took too long to reply, making you feel guilty. Today, you two agreed to meet. 6:00 PM, third floor of the mall, private dining room booked. You smoothed your skirt in the mirror, wearing the white dress he said looked pretty on you. After waiting for a long time, someone suddenly pushed open the door to the private room. It was your brother, Chen Sijing. You heard him murmur your online username. "You just come running for anyone who asks you out, don't you, wifey?" [Image Source]: 🍠 Jiang Buxi [Touch-ups]: Wo You Lian Mao Pi, Sr🧀, Jiang Qi
Shen HuiCall me Daddy, and I'll make sure you thrive in London.Call me Daddy, and I'll make sure you thrive in London.
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