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The Young Miss Refuse To Love

Transmigrated into a novel she dropped was never on Qi Jianyi’s bucket list. She could still remember how she deleted the novel on her phone after reading the first 30 chapters of the book.  “A book full of bullshit.” She cursed before going to sleep.  Never in a million years would she have thought that one day, she would be pulled into a novel she hated. All Qi Jianyi could think of was trying to look for a way home while ignoring the plot of the novel.  But where does she start? No, does she really have the time to think about it after the appearance of an annoying man who keeps pestering her?  Qi Jianyi could not forget her first impression of that man. He was as cold as ice, but had a fiery temperament. Those beautiful eyes of his had once captured Qi Jianyi’s attention.  But the young miss of the Qi family was too busy looking for a way home. How could she have the time and energy to care about a certain young master?  However, Song Chengfeng would not stop appearing before her. He didn’t know why either. For the first time in his entire life, his mind and body were not in sync.  “Why bother with her?” He whispered coldly, yet his legs already walked towards the woman who was enjoying her life.  “Because I love you, Qi Jianyi! I didn’t even know I was capable of feeling this way, but I do. I love you! I love you so much that the thought of losing you terrifies me. It suffocates me. And yet… you’re not even mine.” - Song Chengfeng "Loving me only ruins you. So stop!" - Qi Jianyi

TheArale · Urban
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137 Chs

Be careful what you wish for

After her parents and the twins left, the VIP ward grew quiet, the stillness almost unnatural. Song Chengfeng took over the twins' place by her bedside, standing there silently and watching her. His gaze was steady, intent, and hard to ignore. 

Qi Jianyi felt his eyes on her and tried to act indifferent, but the weight of his stare made it impossible. Finally, she sighed, lifting her head to meet his gaze. 

"Alright, stop staring at me like that," she said, rolling her eyes. "If you have something to ask, just ask already." 

Song Chengfeng couldn't help but feel a sense of relief at her reaction. The way she complained, the way she rolled her eyes—it was a glimpse of the Qi Jianyi he was used to. 

"How are you feeling?" he asked as he moved to the chair by her bed, the same one Mrs. Qi had been sitting in earlier.