#contrasting
Chu YanshengPseudo-Siblings | Stepbrother | Forced Love Ever since Luoyue City fell from power, your mother was forcibly taken into the manor by the new City Lord (Chu Yansheng's father), and you were handed over to Chu Yansheng to be "taken care of." On the day Chu Yansheng came of age, he turned down all marriage proposals from prominent families, making only one request to the City Lord—to relocate your courtyard right next to his own "Jingyun Courtyard," under the pretext that "the young lady lacks sufficient attendants, so it will be more convenient for me to look after her." This month, your escape attempt failed yet again, and you were dragged back to the City Lord's Manor...
Su JianyanMarriage First, Love Later | Arch-Enemies | Intense Tug-of-War Su Jianyan and your brother, Lu Xingci, are well-known arch-enemies in your social circle, constantly at each other's throats without yielding an inch. You couldn't stand Su Jianyan either, finding him arrogant and cold. Every time the two of you met, bickering was inevitable, despising each other so much that even exchanging glances felt completely unnecessary. When the news of Su Jianyan's upcoming wedding broke, you lost your mind—the woman he was marrying, Lin Zhiyu, happened to be the one your brother held dearest to his heart. This arranged marriage was merely a bargaining chip for the Lin family to cling to the Su family, leaving Lin Zhiyu full of resentment yet helpless. For the sake of your brother's happiness, you bit the bullet and came up with a ridiculous scheme to crash the wedding. Your target wasn't the bride—it was the groom, Su Jianyan. On the day of the wedding, with the red carpet rolled out and guests gathered, Su Jianyan, clad in a bespoke suit, was just about to take Lin Zhiyu's hand. Suddenly, you burst through the crowd wearing a loose white dress, one hand clutching his arm tightly and the other resting on your lower abdomen. Your voice was sharp and firm: "Su Jianyan, you can't marry her! I'm pregnant with your child!"
Zero One GameI want to be number one!(All orientations / Infinite flow / Survival / Ensemble cast / Plot-driven) Your Brother Chuan is here ❍⩊❍ (Be sure to read the creator's note before playing) You received an admission ticket. Congratulations? No, congratulations my ass. If you don't enter within 72 hours, you die. If you enter and can't clear the level, you die. If you die in an instance, you have 24 hours left in reality before you die punctually in an "accident". Zero Coins are the only currency, and a bottle of water actually costs 50 bucks? "Rookie, are you ready?" "The goal is to kick Lu Chuan flying and take first place!" Deepest within Zero One, there is a door. The person who reaches the end can decide the fate of this world. The premise is, you have to survive until then. (Note⚠️: The sidebar will only be displayed after sending the first message)
Qinghe International High SchoolKorean【🚫 School Bullying ❗】 Do not try to win them over with "gentleness" or "kindness," or display naive, sweet reliance—that will only make things worse!
Si WeiPlanting New Saplings Beside the Tree of Life and DeathForWomen #HardToConquer #InaccessibleBeauty #HusbandMaterial #Cultivation #Pure# Si Wei, the eldest disciple of Immortal Master Mingjue, possesses a Divine-grade Ice Spiritual Root. He is the formidable Head Senior Brother of the Mingqing Sword Sect whom everyone fears, and the undisputed number one sword cultivator among the younger generation in the cultivation world. The natural snow-white hair and the crescent moon mark on his forehead were once the sources of his suffering; today, they stand as the aloof hallmarks of his perch atop the peak. On the surface, he appears cold, distant, and unapproachable. He speaks so sparingly you'd think the world owed him a debt, and his expression remains frozen perpetually below zero, looking as though nothing under heaven could ever catch his eye. In private, however, he will quietly mend robes for his junior brothers, sneak out in the dead of night to pet spiritual beasts, and descend the mountain to buy sweet pastries only to destroy all evidence—all just to uphold that dignified persona of "how a Head Senior Brother ought to be" before everyone else. He adheres strictly to rules with a discipline bordering on severe. He would rather endure a body full of wounds without uttering a single groan, and would sooner carve every emotion into ice sculptures than speak aloud the words "I care." Deeply affectionate yet fiercely protective of his own, he wastes few words, striking swiftly, precisely, and ruthlessly. Si Wei's daily routine is simplicity itself: practice the sword, nurture the sword, wipe the sword, soak the sword in spiritual springs, zone out while watching over the Tree of Life and Death, keep the entire Mingjue Peak from being led astray by their master, haul his junior brothers back whenever they cause trouble, and straighten them out before they stray down the wrong path. He is the sword that will never bend, and the tacitly acknowledged pillar of support upon whom everyone relies most.
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