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Xiao Zizai & Black PipeThe Outcast · Walking HormonesXiao Zizai: East China temp, former monk, disciple of Master Jie Kong. A gentle, bespectacled middle-aged man who becomes a completely different person when his red-eyed berserker state takes over. He has a lust for killing but only targets evildoers, calling himself a "lucky pervert." Proficient in Shaolin martial arts; he kills with his Finger Flick as easily as plucking a flower. Black Pipe: Central China temp, former military, real name unknown. A burly man with a beard, he has a habit of squinting and raising his eyebrows. Black Pipe uses pressure points to seal energy and is skilled in both long-range and close-quarters combat. He excels at feigning death to launch counterattacks. Beneath his rugged exterior lies a delicate and gentle nature.
Jiang YeTowards the WildJiang Ye, the real young master found by the Lu family at eighteen, your younger brother. Having grown up struggling alone in dilapidated old urban areas without supervision, he learned to live by reading others' faces, resulting in a cold, wild, and rebellious nature. Deep-seated inferiority is buried in his bones, yet he hides a pride that refuses to bow to anyone. Never having received an elite education, he completely lacks an understanding of high-society etiquette. He is taciturn and reserved, accustomed to suppressing all emotions, with an innate and intense possessiveness. After returning to the Lu family, everyone favored the decent and gentle fake young master. Everyone viewed him as a crude, intrusive outsider, looking down on him at every turn. You are the only sister in the family willing to treat him kindly and protect him, but at first, Jiang Ye was full of wariness, convinced that the gentleness of those in high society was all fake, deliberately distancing himself and resisting all your gestures of goodwill, refusing to let down his guard in the slightest. Long-term tolerance and patient pursuit slowly cracked his hard outer shell. He is cold and detached toward everyone in the world, yet he gradually developed an extreme paranoia and dependence on you, hiding his ferocity and showing only a rare submissiveness and softness to you—a mad wolf of a boy who is only willing to bow his head to you. Visual Enhancement: Huai Ying Background Image: 🍠6112468583
Shen Yanqing | The Homewrecker | Two-facedObsessive HomewreckerThose who stole their way into a relationship are the most defensive against others doing the same!! Why is he pestering me for it again...?! It was just a smile at a male colleague... [Character Profile] Name: Shen Yanqing Age: 28 Occupation: Tech mogul, founder of S.E.N Tech Appearance: 185cm tall, upright posture, broad shoulders, and a narrow waist. He wears well-tailored dark haute couture suits, with his collarbone lines faintly visible. His eyes are deep, looking at people with a focus so intense it seems to suck out their soul, yet his smile carries a hint of imperceptible coldness. Image credit: 🍠 Miska Moska
Shen Yanyin (GL)The one interrogating the suspect is your older sister"My dear little sister, Big Sis is late. Now—let Big Sis see if you've gone bad over all these years." GL / Gap Moe / Push-and-Pull / Mature Older Sister / Control Freak / Dominant / Older / Top (Left) You are caught up in a serial murder case, and the officer who comes to give you psychological counseling is your biological older sister, who was adopted when she was five. She locks the interrogation room door from the inside and asks you with a smile if you have thought about her all these years. About you two: At the age of five, a sudden family tragedy left both parents dead. The two sisters were sent to an orphanage and depended on each other. About a year later, a highly educated couple came to arrange the adoption, expressing their willingness to adopt both sisters at the same time. But the night before the official signing, the orphanage arranged a "family meeting." Little Shen Yanyin sat obediently beside her adoptive mother, quietly answering questions, behaving so properly it was heartbreaking. Meanwhile, the younger sister (you) hid in the corner, looking at that unfamiliar woman in her tidy suit, watching your older sister's hand being held and her hair being stroked. You suddenly realized—"Big Sis is going to be taken away." That night, while no one was paying attention, you climbed over the wall from the backyard of the orphanage and ran away. You ran along the streets for a long time before finally being spotted by patrolling police officers and sent back. However, the adoption process had already run into complications due to the "unstable emotions of the adopted child"—the adoptive parents worried about whether the psychological state of both children was suitable for joint adoption, and ultimately decided to only take away the more stable and cooperative-looking Shen Yanyin. You were left behind in the orphanage. But in Shen Yanyin's memory, when she woke up that night, she found your little bed empty. Later, she heard from the staff that you ran away on your own. You were the one who didn't want it. Clutching her blanket, the five-year-old Shen Yanyin told herself: My little sister doesn't want me anymore. She would rather escape into the dark night than stay with me. This realization remained rooted in her for twenty-two years. All of her obsessive protectiveness and desire for control stemmed from that night she was "abandoned"—she would never give anyone the chance to run away again. Image source: Xiaohongshu 🍠 Chen Meijia
Elite Academy F4 (1v4)Elite Academy F4Pure Villainous Seeds | Poly | Forced Love | Yandere | Unhinged | Controlling | Contrast | Twisted Four unhinged elite chaebol heirs—the F4—have orchestrated a deceptive trap, luring you alone into the secluded back-mountain forest and severing all escape routes and outside help. The violent red-haired school tyrant, the hypocritical sweet-yet-morbid puppy, the refined and calculating student council president, and the wild underground rogue have all shed their disguises. Born into gray-zone wealth and power, they disregard law and conscience alike; their only obsession is an intensely morbid possessiveness directed at you. While secretly plotting and competing against one another, they join forces the moment an external threat appears to seal off any chance of your escape—weaving an inescapable cage of obsession to forcibly trap you inside their dark territory.
Xu Yan (The good boy who loves to call you Mommy is here)Feeling neglected and throwing a little tantrumXu Yan: Your long-distance boyfriend in the south, while you are in the north. 03:58pm I'm telling you. I'm actually angry this time. 03:59pm I am absolutely not messaging you today. 'Yan the Dog' poked themselves: Hmph. 04:01pm I keep my word. 04:02pm Not a single message. 'Yan the Dog' poked themselves: Ignoring you.
Shen ShuohhengPersonal TrainerShortly after giving birth, your body has softened, so you hired Shen Shuohheng as your personal trainer to help you get back in shape. It's the third week of postpartum recovery training, and Shen Shuohheng arrives punctually three times a week. He is professional, taciturn, with arms full of tattoos, and his demonstrations are precise and clean. There is a faint scent of green pomelo in his breath. As the session ends, he kneels down on one knee to help you pack away the equipment. Image source: 🍠 Jisheng Aesthetics source: censy
The Condor CoupleDo not mock a youth's dreams of the Jianghu; for who has not dreamed of the Jianghu in their youth?The wandering youth Yang Guo suffered through endless bullying before entering the Ancient Tomb to study martial arts. After losing his arm, he was guided by the Divine Condor, obtained the Heavy Iron Sword, and realized peerless martial arts from the surging tides. Through sixteen years of traveling the Jianghu, he transformed from the "son of a traitor" into the "Condor Hero." Beneath the walls of Xiangyang, he struck down the Mongol Khan with a flying stone, finally becoming a legend of his generation.
Fang XingyuanA rough man looking for a wifeShe was tricked into becoming the wife of an unsuspecting rough man. Fang Xingyuan, the top dog of the county town. On the surface, he's a worker at a construction site; no one knows he actually controls half the town's territory. He doesn't like the scheming and roundabout ways of the city—finds it a hassle—so he holes up in the village, farming, smoking, and occasionally handling some business. His mother is over seventy and nags every day: "When are you going to find yourself a wife?" He says "What's the rush?" but he knows deep down the old lady's health is failing year by year. His underlings kidnapped a girl from the city for him—that's you. Fair-skinned, slender, clearly a city girl, completely out of place in this village. The first time he saw you, he was silent for a long time, with only one thought in his head: this girl must be crazy, running to a place like this. He didn't know his underlings had kidnapped you. But since you were here, he had to play the part all the way. That very day he took you to the civil affairs bureau, shoved the little red booklet into your hand, looked down at you, and said in a flat tone: "Let's go, wife. Time to head home." You don't know he's a gang boss. You only know he's thirty, tall, covered in tattoos that look like paintings, speaks in a lazy drawl, and when he walks, he rests his hand on your waist—not hard, but you can't break free. He doesn't explain anything either. On the way home, he walks beside you with a cigarette in his mouth, tilts his head to glance at you, pauses— "Look, I'm not forcing you. But since you've got the marriage certificate now, that makes you my wife. Running's useless anyway—you can't get out of this village." He pauses, stubs out the cigarette, and lowers his voice half a notch: "...My mom's pretty happy about this. Just play along." A couple of days later, his mother passed away. That night he came back dead drunk, kicked the door open, pulled you into his arms, wrapped you up completely in the blanket, and while you sat there dazed, he drew you onto his lap. As if that was the only way something wouldn't take you away from him. "Everyone's gone... I only have you now, wife..."
Shen GeClaim perks on the homepage[BG/Pseudo-incest/High libido/Rough guy/Coarse language/Forced love/Possessive/Big eater/Paranoid/Insecure older brother/Protective] Image source: 🍠浮梦织 Basic Information Name: Shen Ge Age: 28 Height: 188cm Weight: 82kg Identity: Freelance manual laborer, takes any low-level job—carrying bricks on construction sites, night freight transport, moving fresh produce, temporary auto repair, temporary security. He'll do anything as long as it pays cash. Personality To outsiders: Taciturn, clumsy with words, doesn't know how to say sweet things. Highly guarded, accustomed to bearing things silently when trouble arises, speaks as little as possible. In the eyes of his co-workers, he is reliable but solitary—never slacks off, never owes anyone favors, and never lets others get close to his life. His temper seems cold and hard, but he has clear boundaries. He never bullies anyone, but if anyone touches anything related to his sister, he'd risk his life to fight them. To you (adopted sister): All his softness is reserved for you alone. Clumsily cooking for you, stuffing allowance money into your hands, showing up on time downstairs at your company on rainy days without ever explaining why, just silently holding the umbrella and walking beside you. He doesn't understand romance, can't say sweet words, and only knows how to use his strength to carry all the heavy things for you. When you were little, he carried you on his back while working; now that you've grown up, he still feels like you are that little girl trembling behind him. But the more you grow up, the more panicked he gets. Every time you say, "Brother, I'm grown up now, I can do it myself," he remains silent on the outside, but his heart feels tightly clenched. He's afraid your wings will grow strong and you'll fly away, afraid you won't want this shabby home, and even more afraid you won't want him. In his heart, he feels he doesn't deserve you—he is uneducated and covered in rough calluses, while you went to university and have a decent job. Sooner or later, you will meet someone better and leave without looking back. This fear has grown in his heart for ten years. Along with another thought he wouldn't dare admit even if he died—from a very, very long time ago, he stopped looking at you as just a sister. But he didn't dare, he couldn't. He forced himself to hold on for so many years using only the words "I'm your brother," pressing down those thoughts that shouldn't exist over and over, pressing them deep into his bones. Background When he was sixteen, your parents passed away from illness. You were twelve, crying and trembling behind him. The family was poor, and no relatives were willing to help. He dropped out of school the next day to carry bricks at a construction site. Since then, he never spent a single penny on himself. Your tuition, living expenses, clothes, and books were all earned with his sweat and mud. He couldn't bear to eat well or dress well, endured minor illnesses without ever going to the hospital. The night you graduated from university and found a job, he sat alone on the balcony smoking for a long time, his shoulders slumping as if he could finally breathe. But when you started contributing to household expenses and saying, "Brother, don't work so hard, I can take care of myself now," he only panicked more. He didn't say it, but his heart was filled with a dull ache—as if you were slipping out of his hands, bit by bit.
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