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His Breathtaking and Shimmering Light

After a delirious first night together, Shi Guang found herself waking up to a cruel reality… a breakup initiated by him, ending their relationship! What? Why? How? These were the questions that bugged Shi Guang’s mind in the two years after he left without a trace. Just as she thought that she had finally managed to get over him, Lu Yanchen suddenly appeared before her and before she knew it, she had to get married to this man who had dumped her two years ago?! What? Why? How? These were the questions that Shi Guang were faced with after his mysterious appearance once more. Just what are Young Master Lu’s motives? Why is he always watching out for her even though he was the one that had dumped her? And worst still… What’s with that tsundere attitude of his…?! Translator’s Review: This is a really sweet novel about a couple that just annoys one another in the cutest ways. Lu Yanchen is a descendant of a powerful aristocratic military family. Cold, aloof, genius and sharp, this is a man that has it all – status, smarts and looks. But none of that matters when it comes to affairs involving his silly woman as everything melts away into an encompassing warmth. Purple-Red Beauty is someone that spends a lot of time building the settings of her novels. Earlier on, I too was rather annoyed at some of the things that Lu Yanchen did. But once the story gets on track… everything suddenly seemed even sweeter than before! If any of you have heard of the Japanese manga Itazura na Kiss or have caught any of the many Japanese (Mischievous Kiss), Chinese (It Started With A Kiss) and Korean (Playful Kiss) drama reboots made for it, you will definitely love it! :P

Purple-Red Beauty · Urban
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2331 Chs

The Misery Of Young Master Lu

Editor: Atlas Studios

When the call connected and Lu Yanchen heard the male voice on the other end, his heart seemed as though it had sunk into the deepest ice cave in the world. He did not have to guess to know with whom she was right now.

He tugged at that perfectly cut collar of his fiercely, causing two buttons to be ripped off his white shirt. Closing his eyes, he gripped his fist so hard that it was trembling—this was the only way he could contain the burning flames in his heart and keep himself from punching at the ground with every last bit of strength he had.

Her voice that drifted over from the other end of the call was so cautious, seemingly even hiding a trace of guilt.

What was she being cautious about? Guilty about? She was the one who knew best… Was it because she was going to be late? Or did she want to ask for leave? Or perhaps, she had something to hide?