Second Chance Of Love
First love doesn't always end with a happy ending. For the happiness of the woman he loves, he wilingly let her go to another man. Since then, his heart is closed and love is only a game of feelings for him. Why should he waste his time by falling in love with someone else? Their first meeting started with a blind date where she stood him up. Fate decided to mess with their lives and they met again when she applied for a job at his company. There is no doubt that they feel something for each other, but would she be able to open his heart for love this time? After all, it is not easy to compete with the woman he has loved in his heart for 10 years. Excerpt: She stared into his eyes. "No matter how much you loved her in the past, from now on, there will only be me in your world. The unique me who will make you happy and make you forget the past. Wei Zhengsheng, I know you like me, and I hope you'll be satisfied with my existence." •••••• This is a continuation/sequel to My Little Sweet Wife, involving two secondary characters in there. Can be read as a stand-alone book, but for a better understanding, please read Book 1. • • • • English is not my first language, so please expect some grammatical errors in this book. • • • • Cherryiako's other books: » My Little Sweet Wife [Completed] » Sweet Beauty [Completed]
I’ll Bring My Own Woman Home
Jiang Ruolan suddenly sat up and threw her arms around Xian Yijun's neck. She buried her face in his neck as she choked on sobs. "Brat, you have finally thought it through. You are finally willing to call me sister."
Xian Yijun had finally gotten rid of the resentment his younger self had harbored for so long.
He did not hug her, letting her snuggle against his neck and cry. His eyes slowly fell on the two bags of potato chips on the table, and he said lightly, "If I don't let myself go, then it will be too late."
When Jiang Ruolan heard his words, she immediately let go of him and wiped the tears from her face. She also looked at the potato chips bags on the table and spoke as she sobbed. "You mean Zhijuan? Are you going to find her? Did she really misunderstand something? Do you need my help?"
Xian Yijun smiled faintly. "No need, I will bring my own woman home myself."
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Boston, America.