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Reborn: The Return of the Villainous Mr. Liu

"All I wanted was a perfect love story. But I forgot villains don't get happy endings." --- "You will be my wife one day." Declared Liu Jun - the handsome and wealthy young master to his beloved childhood friend. He vowed to marry her at all costs. But that vow made him a villain.  The woman he desired didn't return his love. Crazy and heartbroken, he crashed into her wedding, who was going to marry the love of her life, Liu Jin, unfortunately his own younger brother. Circumstances took a drastic turn, leaving him with only one choice to pay for his sins - His death. But fate gave him another chance. Liu Jun was reborn. In this new life, he chose to let go of his love and start anew. He discarded his villain's identity and closed his heart forever. But a new encounter and new troubles come knocking on his door with the secrets of his past life that even he doesn't know. Will the villainous Mr. Liu find his happy ending this time? *Excerpt* Ai said, "I forgot to clarify something. It seems you have a misunderstanding that I am interested in you because I stared at you." Jun blinked once. "Rest assured that's not the case. I won't look at you that way. You are not my type." *** Cover designed by @vatarison.art. Follow me on insta - enthu_reader7 Discord - https://discord.gg/CbhNys444r

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Several days later.

Ai yawned and stretched her arms as her eyes slowly fluttered open. It was early morning time outside, but the dark clouds faintly visible from the curtain slit showed how dark it was in reality.

Is it going to rain today? She blinked.

She turned and found Jun was still on the bed, sitting upright and displaying his drool worthy half-naked body. The muscles on his chest and abs made her cheeks blush. His sexy side angle simply was too hot to bear.

But she observed a notebook in Jun's hand which he was quietly but seriously reading with his expression darkening by every passing moment. Ai had just opened her eyes so it took a moment to register in her mind that it was the same notebook where she would write her ideas and short excerpts of passages from her sudden flash of inspirations she would get from time to time.