Finally, he successfully found his girlfriend who had faked her death.... more>>

Sunlight couldn't penetrate the thick black curtains as Lu Tingzhen tossed aside his lighter, and squinted his eyes to look at Zhang Zhiwei, who was sitting on the emerald green sofa like a jade piece submerged in a deep pool.

She looked frail and slender as she asked, "What do you need me to do for you to let me go?"

Lu Tingzhen remained silent.

The scent of sandalwood lingered in the air, just like three years ago.

Three years ago, Zhang Zhiwei was also seated on a cluster of emerald green, her hands clasped together, and a shimmer of light in her eyes.

Back then, she asked with joy and shyness, "Can I stay by your side forever?"

Author notes:

"I'll clarify first that the background of the story is based on the period around 1982-1986 in Hong Kong, Malaysia, and the UK, which was already quite modern. All dialogues are in Mandarin because my Cantonese vocabulary is limited to a single word."

"If you're looking for a rich Hong Kong-style story, please refrain. This story doesn't involve feuds between prominent families or large-scale criminal organisations. It's simply about two people chasing and playing love games with each other." <<less

In order to get Xiao Weijing to back out of their political engagement, Tang You has been playing the role of a disgusting white lotus for more than four years.... more>>

Xiao Zexing, Xiao Weijing’s youngest uncle, had returned to China, and it is this noble man whom Tang You fears most.

He was a man with no desire, austere and upright.

His eyes seem to be able to see through all pretences.

No one knows what traits Xiao Zexing admires in a woman.

Tang You, who does not notice his gaze, was still working hard to get out of the marriage.

Playing the good vase, pretending to be a little white flower, being a docile lamb to gain the favorability of the elders of the Xiao family.

Raising Xiao Weijing’s disgust towards her and arrogantly “bullying” his beloved.

Until one night....

The man sat on the dark red sofa, his fingers pale and long, personally poured her a cup of warm tea, his voice warm and mellow: “I want to marry you.”

The Tang You, who’d unknowingly hit all of Xiao Zexing’s preferences: (*°▽°)? ? ?

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A sweet, heart-thumping romance dramedy powered by mistaken identities and false pretenses! <<less