What if you take classic fairy tales and twist them and distort them with a horror theme. This is what you get. from Cinderella to snow white. Tall tales to nursery ryhmes. From psychological horror to some dark humor. It's all here.

With a wave of tremble, the Wuling Hong Guang drove up to the sidewalk and stopped in front of the pet shop.
The door opened and Zhang Zian got off the car.　　
The chic ladies glanced at him while they passed by, then covered their noses in disgust and kept a distance from his car.　　
Despite the fact that he didn't specialize in the seafood business, he drove to the beach each day, and often took rare marine creatures, such as fish, shrimp, and crabs, back. He could not wash the containers in the car everyday, so after some time, the car inevitably smelled like fish.　　
Wang Qian and Li Kun greeted him, and carried the new marine creatures into the aquarium. They sorted them and put them into different quarantine tanks so that they could adapt to the new environment.　　
Zhang Zian walked into the shop. The cleaning job was almost done, so he didn't have much to do. He took the underwater loudspeaker battery upstairs to charge.　　
He met Old Time Tea on the stairs. He hinted Old Time Tea and asked gently, "How is it?"　　
Old Time Tea smiled gently. "Everything is under your expectations."　　
The man and the cat looked at each other and smiled.　　
"Quack! What are you talking about in secret? What are you hiding from me?" Richard had sharply sensed the unusual atmosphere while it flew by. 　　
"Right. We are discussing you behind your back––specifically plucking your feather and making you into a stew," Zhang Zian threatened. "After you become stew, the world will be quiet."　　
"Quack! My meat is old and dry––it wouldn't taste good in a stew. I suggest you pick another bird!" Richard flew away quickly.　　
Old Time Tea walked downstairs slowly for the television, while Zhang Zian headed upstairs to wash his hands. They carried a fishy smell after they were soaked in the sea. He could still feel some fine, sea salt granules after his hands were dry. 　　
As soon as he entered the bathroom, he saw Sihwa hide something in a hurry.　　
He pretended not to see it. After turning on the tap, he asked, "Why aren't you broadcasting today?"　　
Sihwa was angry and humiliated after hearing his question. "Today… I'm not in the mood today! I don't want to broadcast!"　　
"Okay. It's nice to take a day off sometimes." Zhang Zian wiped his hands, then left the bathroom.　　
"Wait a moment!" Sihwa shouted behind him.　　
"What is it?" Zhang Zian stopped.　　
"Emm… This… Emm… That…" she stuttered. Her pale face turned red because she needed his help. After stammering for a long time, she took out a book from under a towel. "I can't read. What can I do?" she asked, troubled. "I know a few Korean words, but not any Chinese words…"　　
She could play with the phone, as the phone functions were simple––as long as she remembered the icons. She could make guesses on others, or ask Zhang Zian if it was too hard to guess. However, reading a book full of Chinese characters was mission impossible to her.　　
In fact, she had learned a few Chinese words since she had arrived in China. But she had learned them mechanically; she didn't have any formal, systemic teaching.
"You must be laughing at me, aren't you? You absolutely are!" She pointed at his face in fury before Zhang Zian had even said anything. She was almost embarrassed to tears.
"I'm not laughing at you. It's normal to be illiterate. Nobody is born literate." Zhang Zian shrugged. "Otherwise, they'd be a freak."　　
After hearing his words, Sihwa's mood calmed down a little.　　
"Well… Is there anything you can do to make me literate?" she asked, lowering her head.　　
"Yes. Lend me your phone for a moment." Zhang Zian took her phone and downloaded a few early childhood education apps from the app store. They were all basic-level, but entertaining word learning apps nonetheless; he started with Pinyin, which had real people's voices. The apps were already quite developed, and the functions were complete.　　
He compared a few quickly, then left the most user-friendly one and deleted the rest.　
"Here you are. Follow this. You'll learn them soon." He gave the phone back to her.　　
"Wow! So childish!" She complained as soon as she saw the interface for young kids. "Are there any long-legged Oppas or big-boobed girls teaching the lessons?"　　
"Save it. I'd love to learn if these teachings existed!" Zhang Zian took up her book and flipped through it. The book from Old Time Tea was not suitable.　　
He returned the book to Pi, then found a few fairy tale books with pictures from his childhood book collection. Each character was marked with a Pinyin illustration.　　
"After you learn Pinyin, you can read these books. Just learn the words while reading the stories." He piled the books on the bathroom closet. "Oh, right––books are not waterproof. Dry your hands before you read them. These are books from my childhood. Most of them can't even be found these days."　　
"Books from your childhood?" Sihwa seemed skeptical. "Could there be… Any dirty content in them?"　　
"These are all fairy tales, okay?" Zhang Zian said with frustration. "What kind of person do you think I am? These are the books I read at the age of five or six. What kind of dirty content can there be?"　　
"Fairy tale books? I'm not interested… too childish." She shook her hands. "Let's get something dirty!"　　
Did this fish get contaminated by that bird? What was in her head all day?　　
"You are wrong. In fact, fairy tales are not necessarily childish," Zhang Zian said. "Even adults could interpret content differently sometimes."　　
"What do you mean? I don't understand." Sihwa grew slightly interested.　　
Zhang Zian thought about it, then made an example she could understand. "In fairy tales, you often read stories of Cinderella meeting the prince…"　　
"I know this! It happens a lot in Korean dramas, too!" Sihwa suddenly turned excited, as if she finally found someone with the same interests as her.　　
"Yes, right. That's why people often call Korean dramas 'fairy tales for adults.'" Zhang Zian suddenly changed his tone. "But have you ever given thought to the fact that, in the end of fairy tales and Korean dramas, the story stops where Cinderella marries the prince?"　　
She nodded in agreement.　　
"What about the story after?" Zhang Zian continued to ask.　　
"What story after? It's over!" She didn't understand.　　
"I mean, two people from completely different worlds… Are they really happy after marriage? The prince and Cinderella had completely different educations, family backgrounds, and growing experiences. After marrying the prince, Cinderella must have faced a truckload of royal relatives. Did they really respect and accept her? Did love really defeat all the challenges? Even if it did for a while, what happens after the passion dies out?"　　
Zhang Zian's series of questions made Sihwa astonished.　　
"The boring, everyday life of the world after marriage is never mentioned in fairy tales, nor in Korean dramas. They always end with the line that Cinderella and the prince lived happily ever after. Although they didn't mention this, you can try to imagine, then tell your audience about your thoughts in the live broadcast. Isn't this great?"　　
Sihwa was drawn in gradually. In the past, she had never used her brain to watch dramas. She either laughed or cried as the story went along. She had never thought about the questions Zhang Zian had brought up.　　
"Would the audience like to hear this?" she asked.　　
"Of course," Zhang Zian said in certainty. "You can also try to make up sequels to fairy tales and tell everyone. You have such lovely voice. I'm sure people will like it."　　
"Really? I have lovely voice?" Her confidence was already shaken from one blow after another. She was no longer as arrogant as before. 　　
"It's absolutely lovely. I'm not joking. If you don't believe me, ask the other elfins," he said, suddenly feeling that his words might have been too mean in the past. 　　
"Oh… okay. But don't lie to me…" she mumbled gently as she picked up the fairy tale books.　　
"What are these?" She browsed through the covers one by one.　　
"They are all classic fairy tales written by great writers all over the world, such as fairy tales by the Brothers Grimm, fairy tales by Hans Christian Andersen, Aesop's Fables, One Thousand and One Nights, Zhang Yuanjie's Fairy Tale Collection, etc. They'll last quite a while," Zhang Zian said, introducing them one by one.　　
"Oh." Her eyes glided through the colorful and entertaining covers. She saw a prince with a sword on a white horse, a grey wolf wearing a pajama hat, a little girl with a match stick in a snowy night, a tin man with big belly, a little duckling staring at the sky, a fox with a broken tail, an ugly toad, a mouse driving a tank… She also saw a little mermaid sitting on a rock, overlooking the sea. 　　
For some reason, the figure seemed so lonely.　　
Under an unrecognizable impulse, she opened up one of the books, even though she didn't know a single character in it.　　
"I can't read it…" she said in disappointment.　　
"It's fine. You'll understand it once you learn the characters." Zhang Zian encouraged her. "Be patient! These fairy tales may seem childish, but in fact, you can find non-childish stuff in it. As long as you read them with your whole heart, you'll surely discover something different… Then, you can share your thoughts boldly with your broadcast audience."　　
"Okay. Let me try." Sihwa looked at the fairy tale covers again. She was more eager to learn now than ever before.　　
She wanted to be able to read the fairy tales. She wanted to do what Zhang Zian described––to write sequels for the finished fairy tales. She was the only one who could do it, and who was qualified to do it.　　
She picked up her phone and entered the child education app, imitating the mouth and sound movements against the image on the screen.　　
"A… A… Bo… Bo… Ci… Ci… De… De…" she read off while peeping at Zhang Zian's facial expressions; she wanted to confirm that he was not laughing at her. She then continued reading boldly.　　
"It's fine. You can read loudly. Raise your head and straighten your back. Read every word boldly," Zhang Zian encouraged her.　　
"A… A… Bo… Bo… Ci… Ci… De… De…" she read even louder, like a baby learning to talk.　　


1. Download a suspicious game
2. Catch a few magical pets as partners
3. Go through interesting daily routines and lead the pet shop to a whole new level

Good, you turned the page to my story. I'm really impressed. Cathedra warned me that no one might open our storybooks, for people wish to believe in lies, rather than the truth. You, my dear reader, chose to abandon the norm and uncover the truth. I commend you for that, but remember curiosity kills a cat. If you're a human, perhaps you'll be safe.

Well, I welcome you to the truth behind a classic favorite: Beauty and the Beast.

The story goes like this, right?

Once upon a time, there was a Kingdom ruled by a proud and arrogant prince. One dark and stormy night, an old beggar woman came to exchange a single rose in exchange for shelter. Due to the Prince's arrogance, he rejected the beggar's pleas because she was ugly, and had her face studded with warts. 

He ordered the Castle doors shut and sent her away, alone in the cold. 

At the explicit display of the Prince's heartlessness, the beggar woman revealed herself to be a beautiful Enchantress and cursed the Prince to teach him humility and meekness. The prince was stripped away from his handsome façade and morphed into who he was on the inside and outside: a hideous, ugly beast. 

The Enchantress gave the prince a deadline to learn to love by the time the last petal of the rose falls. To others, she was the prince's fairy godmother, who rescued him from his evil self. In fairy tales, she was known as the Enchantress who helped the Beast find love and gave him his happy ending.

Lies. Lies. Lies.

All of them are lies. Trust me, I know.

For I am Roxanne, the daughter of the Enchantress.

Ashley retained her gaze back to his face and saw his mischievous smile. She never expected him to be this playful for an old man. 
Weren't old people supposed to be wise? Why was this man the complete opposite? She had expected people with his appearance to hold a staff and say some words of wisdom that she would never forget her whole life but… look at what this old man did to her! He laughed and played with her like she was some fun game!
Did vampires with old age differ from the old people from Earth by this much? If they did, then vampires were more unstable than what she had thought... 
Suddenly a thought popped up on his mind. 
'Will Ramier also grow old like this?' 
If he did then, he would the weirdest of them all. Imagine, a crazy old man like this—with powers... It spelled C.H.A.O.S. 
And why was she thinking of him anyway... Like he wasn't even the type to be like this. To be this transparent. 
She shook those thoughts from her head, remembering their silent war. 
"Where is it?" she asked. 
"I'll tell you but— why children's books? With the thousands of books here in the library you chose children's books among all of them?" he asked. 
"Because why not?" she said straightforwardly. 
Silence... 
"Fair point..." he said and became silent again. 
Like he had another personality change, he switched back to his old demeanor which Ashley stumbled upon. He completely ignored her again and crouched down to fix some things on the drawers of the counter. He just pointed a certain direction and spoke. 
"On to the farthest corner to the left that is where the children's books are..."
Ashley just nodded but felt like she had just come out of a roller coaster ride. She suspected that suffered from dual personality disorder...If this was true, she wasn't even sure which personality she liked better. 
But she knew the answer, she was just pretending to be clueless... 
It was the crazy one. He was a lot more fun.  Though it can be a bit troublesome, it was a lot better than being ignored.
She turned on her heels and started walking towards the location he told her about.  
Meanwhile, Nexus looked at her retreating back. He gave a small smile and observed Ashley's appearance. From her black hair to the noticeable atmosphere around her. He decided that he should remember her. 
He gave her a verdict in his mind. 
He concluded that the rumours about her weren't true. In fact, she looked like a nice young woman and the aura around her... He knew she was a pure soul, someone who isn't corrupted by greed. 
"She isn't unfavorable. She's just different from all of you. " he murmured and noticed that she was already far away. 
Ashley,who was already making her way towards her destination, thought back on the question the librarian asked her a while ago. 
So... Why did she choose the children's books? 
She didn't give him a clear explanation and just asked back, why wouldn't she? 
The truth was, it was the first thing that came to her mind when the Baron asked her to get books with big writings. 
It wasn't because she was particularly fond of them, it was just that they were that most convenient to start practicing reading with and she didn't really care. 
Story books, especially those that were made for young children were mostly written bigger in size. Adding the fact that they had illustrations was another bonus... It wasn't because she was lazy but she loved books that had drawings on them. As she had said before, she was a fan of art. 
And some books for children were actually very entertaining. Though the moral of the story of these books were predictable, they were still considered as classic and were really true. People just don't realize how important those were. 
Besides, it reminded her of the memories from her childhood she wished to cherish.
Ashley smiled bitterly. 
It was better to not think about it anymore. 
Ashley decided to focus on her surroundings and she noticed that she had finally arrived before the section where the story books were. She finally found it, after minutes of walking. 
She spent quite a long time looking over and picking out the books she would use. She picked out a total of three books that had clear illustrations and big lettering on them. One book was a short epic and the last two books were fairy tales. 
Ashley discovered something both interesting and odd about the books. Some stories and fairy tales were already known by her since she was a child. Stories like Cinderella, Snowhite, Rumplestiltskin and other fairy tales from Earth could be found here. 
How was that possible when there were no humans here? 
Ashley didn't indulge herself on that question and asked herself a different question she had been meaning to know before she even entered the library. 
"Were there R-rated novels here?" she asked herself almost in a whisper.
Her white pearly teeth peaked out of her mouth when she gave out a sheepish smile. She tried to stop herself from giggling but she couldn't help it, it was her guilty pleasure! 
'Reading those was still the best!', she thought. 
She immediately smacked herself in the head when she realized she was surrounded with children's books. She felt like she was spreading her indecent thoughts and were corrupting the innocent ambience given by the books. 
Good thing she was the only one here... Haha! 
She decided that it was her time to check out the books she picked out and hand them out to Nexus so that he could give her a library card or whatever it was called that they used in libraries.
She started walking around back towards Nexus's post which was a bit far away. However, her pace slowed down when she felt that she was actually tired from standing and walking for a long time. 
Blame that old man! If he didn't play with her then she would've been fine until now!


Ashley had everything in her grasp. Love, Status and Popularity; she couldn't ask for more. 

That was until…

One night, on her way home from her friend's party, she was caught in a car accident. Her life was turned upside down. 

She became comatose and was later in a vegetative state. She was in that condition for three years. 

Her friends who she thought were her pillars of support left her. Her boyfriend left her for her friend. What hurt her the most was that her family was breaking apart primarily because of her. She lost everything overnight. 

Everyone already anticipated her death and believed that she wouldn't recover. Why wouldn't they? The doctors said she was almost brain-dead. That was what they thought... 

In fact, Ashley knew everything. She was just trapped inside her own body. 

After three years of enduring, life gave her a chance. A silver streak that made her hope that everything would be fixed and she could go back to her once-perfect life. 

Instead, she is sent to another world. Only to come out of a box and serve as a prize for an annual tournament. More confusing was the fact that this world seemed to be a fantasy world were vampires, werewolves and other creatures dwelled. 


It was a world where humans never existed.


*******
WFP #11: Bronze tier

Note: This is a slow burn novel. The romance would happen eventually but it would develop over the following chapters (even the smut *hehe). 

Disclaimer: Images used are not mine. Got the images from pineterest and edited them on an app. 

Warning:
1. Smut
2.Cliches
3.Swear words/Curses

June 14, 2013 – 11 Am Friday - Malibu
"*whistle* *whistle*"
Bruce, a bald man in his 50s, wearing a Hawaiian shirt, happily trots barefoot by the beach in a bright and hot California morning. Unlike other rich folks of his age, Bruce is spry and in good health.
"Hey there." He suddenly sits on the sand, beside three young bikini-clad women lying on their own beach mats, peacefully bathing in the sun.
"Hey." The brown- haired lady lying nearest Bruce, politely responds as she scans him through her sunglasses.
"Nice day, huh?" The man starts small talk.
"…" The ladies quickly catch on the man's intentions.
"Yeah. Are you from around here?" the brunette in the group ask.
"Yeah. I've got a new place over there." Bruce points over his shoulder.
"…" The ladies look at the direction of a group of fancy beach houses, all in modern design, all having at least two floors.
"Oh? Which one?" The blonde asks.
"That one with the solid white walls." The man coolly says referring to the biggest and what seems to be the most newly built house.
"wow…" The ladies say skeptically.
"May I offer you ladies a drink?" Bruce asks.
"Nah. Our boyfriends are buying some for us right now." The blonde lies.
"…" Bruce looks at the ladies' stuff and he does not see anything that belongs to a man.
"Well then, too bad. I'll see you around ladies. If you guys wanna hang out somewhere, you know where to find me." Bruce can only gracefully receive the rejection as he stands up and brushes the sand off his butt.  
As Bruce walks back to his house, he is almost annoyed by a question from a stranger he passed by.
"hEh heh.. Bad day, dude?" A suntanned blonde young man sitting on his surfboard, asks.
"The day isn't over yet, DUDE." Bruce says, not bothering to squabble with who he deems a loser.
A few minutes later, *slide* *thud* Bruce enters his house.
"*sniff* *ahhhh*" Bruce takes a deep breath to calm down his agitation of the two slights he received a few minutes ago.
Bruce then goes to the fridge, pours himself a cup of something cold, and drinks it. After finally calming down, he goes to his living room and plops himself on the couch. Looking around the interior of the house, Bruce cannot help but thank the easy sell he did two weeks ago.
"Thank f*ck, some idiot bought my overpriced shares." Bruce takes in the beauty of the modern interior design of his house and it calms him down entirely.
*ring* *ring*
Bruce immediately answers an unexpected phone call.
While he likes Malibu and his new house, he is not home and his friends are not around, so any call from any friend is welcome.
/Hey Bruce. How's it goin?/
"I'm doing great, Allen. I'm just bored." Bruce replies.
/You're in LA! Blow, Booze, Blunt, and gold diggin' B*tches! What's to be bored about?/ Allen says.
"You know me, they get old quick." Bruce scoffs.
/ Well, what about REAL women? I heard you recently bought a house in Malibu. That's heaven right there! There's no way you can't charm even one of them./
"Not my day today." Bruce says.
/Not your day. Tell you what? Today is not MY day!/ Allen says.
"What happened?" Bruce asks in slight worry.
/Nah. I just regret selling my Pixie shares to you./ Allen says.
"What?" Bruce is confused.
/You know! The new f*ckin film! 'Snow White' was it? I'm pretty sure it's gonna fuckin sell./ Allen reports.
"Oh… That..." Allen's mind starts running a mile a minute.
/They released a trailer. I'll send a link to your Facebook./ Allen says.
A minute later, Bruce is by his home computer.  
[[[*wham* 
-From the makers of 'The Toy Prince' - 
*chimes* 
- a 'Grimm's Fairy Tales' story -
*chimes*
- An Isaac Yawat Film -
*fade to black* 
*Piano chord in minor* 
'Mirror Mirror on the wall, who's the fairest of them all?' A shot of a caped woman in front of a mirror fades in. 
'You my queen, are fair. But Snow-white is a thousand times fairer than you.' The mirror replies 
*PIANO CHORD IN MINOR!* 
'Bring me her!' 
*wham* 
'I will, my queen.' The huntsman says.
*piano in major*
'My Name is snow white'
*orchestral music intensifies*
*snow white dancing with a prince*
*snow white playing in the forest with dwarves*
*Music stops*
'Be careful, Snow-white. Be careful of the queen.']]]
"…" Although he finished watching the 50-second trailer, Bruce's eyes are still on the computer monitor.
/Right? I can't believe it's gonna be a children's film! Bruce, you lucky bastard!/ Allen's voice from his phone pulls Bruce out of his daze.
"Y-yeah… I'll call you back, Allen." Bruce drops the call.
Bruce then sinks down on his leather chair, a huge feeling of regret washes over him.
"…" Looking at the nice interior again of his house, he no longer feels an ego boost from it but instead a consolation of defeat.
*ring* *ring* Bruce's phone rings again.
"Hello…" Bruce answers absentmindedly.
/Bruce, you haven't sold your shares, have you?/ A former Pixie shareholder calls Bruce this time.
"I did." Bruce can only admit.
/HAH! I'm not the only one! PUHAHAHA! Hey! Call  the others too! / The caller laughs in glee.  
~~~~~
~~~~~
1PM – Pixie Studios, Pasadena California
"Nice doing business with you." Konner and Oscar, the two founders of Pixie Studios, shake hands with the two executives of Tisney Media.
"No. Thank you for choosing us. Anything that Isaac touches turn to gold." One of the Tisney executives says.
"I hope that next time, we can partner up with the marketing too." The other executive says.
"Yes. When we have a chance." Konner says.
The executives can only bitterly smile at Konner's meaning and at not getting more. With that, they nod and leave the office with their lawyer. Pixie's lawyers also leave the room from the non-verbal urging of the two founders.
Konner and Oscar just sealed a distribution deal with Tisney Media with Tisney getting a fixed 17.5% of the gross sales and they are feeling great.
"Heh. The hell? It's not like we don't know how it is. Don't they know we chose them just because we were former colleagues." Oscar scoffs.
"Damn right. Thank goodness, Tayaw allowed us to use 'Isaac'. Oh. And the marketing too.." Konner shakes his head.
"Phew… at least we're back in theaters after 5 years." Oscar sighs, his shoulders feeling lighter for the first time in years.
"Yeah…" Konner agrees.  
Oscar and Konner, both in their 40s, are childhood friends. The two spent their 20's and 30's working for Tisney's animated films. Oscar was a 2d animator and Konner a former producer.
In the late 90s, when 3 dimensional games are starting to become a thing, the two immediately realized that if games can be 3 dimensional, so can be animated films. With that, the two left Tisney, took a loan, established Pixie, hired software developers, and they started developing various software for 3d animation.
Over the years, Pixie has adapted various classic cartoons and fairy tales into 3d animated films. While their films often do not appear on theaters, being their target audience children, they have made a lot of money from DVD sales, stuffed toys, and other merchandise.
"We took a gamble buying the animated rights for Grimm's Fairy Tales. I have to say, I was wrong, Oscar." Konner says.
"I was uncertain too until Tayaw came." Oscar shakes his head.
In 2010, when they barely profited from their last film, Pixie reached not only an impetus but an incoming bankruptcy. The two founders however decided to ignore the threat and decided to reset the company's priorities from making cash cows into original ones. Just in time for their change in priorities, Grimm's Fairy Tales came along. The two became desperate and they pooled their resources and sold some shares just to buy the animation rights of Grimm's Fairy Tales Volume 1. Even though they secured the rights, they were still unsure whether the fanbase of the novel will see their film adaptation.
They even became more desperate. Instead of recycling their existing materials, the two made their employees animate a new environment for 'Snow White'. Instead of their usual way of animating two or three films at a time, the two also decided that all employees focus on working on 'Snow White' alone. They have gone all out with no way turning back.
They have even prepared to go in debt in case 'Snow White' fails. However, they found hope once Tayaw came in the picture. With Tayaw's input with the music, the cinematography, and other more details, Oscar and Konner saw that 'Snow White' will not just become a short-term cash cow but a candidate to become a modern animation classic.  
  "If this goes well, I'm thinking of selling him another 2%." Oscar says.
"…" Konner is dumbfounded.
"Do you really want him to be the majority owner?" Konner asks.
"Haha, I'm kidding." Oscar chuckles.
"Heh.. Well, we're all satisfied with the current arrangement. But you know, it's not a bad idea either. We can just let him manage the company while we sit our asses around waiting to cash in." Konner says, half-jokingly.
"Tayaw just worked with our people for a few days and their loyalty are already switching, whether they know it or not. Someday, we might as well give up control. I'd rather have Pixie grow in his hands instead of it dying in our arms." Oscar shrugs.  
~~~~~
Hollywood Blvd – 6 pm
"Hey."
"Hey babe." Bas kisses Lauren as soon as she gets in his car.
"How was work?" Bas asks as he drives the car away from the parking lot of Lauren's work place.
"ugh. I hate it. You know Rissa? That b*tch is really getting on my nerves. You know what she said this morning? She …" Bas can only let Rissa tell him about her day.
He learned a long time ago that Lauren is just venting and the best he can do is to offer her an ear.
"…and you know what I said?" Lauren says.
"What?" Bas asks.
"I said 'B*tch. Mind your own business.' Hmph! She's talking like she…" Lauren continues.
Bas' focus however is waning. While he can offer Lauren an ear, he cannot do so for long periods of time.
"*********?" Lauren's tone rises.
'Oh shit. That's a question.' Bas panics a bit, not catching Lauren's words.
"Well. What are you gonna do about it?" Bas says, taking a shot in the dark.
"I don't know. I can't tell him to f*ck off either. He was probably just having a bad day." Lauren says.
"Uhuh.. Yeah. Give him a chance. If he's like that all the time, then he's got a problem. And if he's got a problem with you, just call me." Bas says, taking a guess, and running with it.
"Thanks babe." Lauren says, now on a lighter mood. Bas sighs in relief.  
"Which film are we gonna see babe?" Bas asks.
"Miss Sellers! I've read the book, and I can't wait to see the characters!" Lauren says.
"…" Bas almost grunts in disappointment.
A minute later, they arrive at their favorite theater.  
"… That's weird…" Bas says as him and Lauren walk to the ticket booth.
"What is?" Lauren asks.
"Look. Miss Sellers have more ladies lining up. 'Gold, Blood, and The Deer' have more guys lining up." Bas says.
"Huh…" Lauren nods at the observation, not bothering to get deeper to it.
Bas also notices that the few men in the queue for Miss Sellers are with their respective partners. "…" He cannot help but also notice that the men are eyeing the queue for Gold, Blood, and the Deer.
'I guess I'm not the only one.' Bas chuckles.
"Two tickets for Miss Sellers, please." Lauren purchases the tickets.
Bas can only try and keep up an amicable expression as they join the queue for Miss Sellers.
A few minutes later, outgoing moviegoers start filtering out of the theater that screened Gold, Blood, and the Deer. Bas cannot help but eavesdrop on the conversations.
"Dude. How was it?"
"Man. It's awesome. I feel like I paid too little for the tickets."
"That good, huh? Alright thanks man."
"Yeah. Enjoy dude."  
Bas looks at the other guys in the Miss Sellers queue and he notices that they too are eavesdropping at the outgoing moviegoers.
'Alright. Screw it…' Bas takes a deep breath and faces Lauren.  
"Babe… You know I love you, right?" Bas starts.
"I love you too babe." Lauren says.
"Yeah. But I really wanna see Isaac's film." Bas says.
Lauren's pretty face freezes.
"You know I don't like him." Lauren says.
"Well. Let's separate the man from his creation, yeah? My friends already saw it and I'm the only one who has not." Bas says.
"Y-ou don't like watching movies with me, do you? Do you even like going to movies with me?" Lauren says, expressing offense.
'This… is this that move Isaac was talking about in the forum? … It's … I hope not' Bas thinks to himself.
"No. No babe. I like going to movies with you.  My friends invited me to see it yesterday, but I didn't. I'd rather see it with you ." Bas continues.
"But… I like Miss Sellers…" Lauren says, pouting and acting cutely pitiful.
'Okay… This is what Isaac was talking about. Offense, acting cute to get what she wants… Okay. I'll take the bait.' Bas quickly processes.
"Okay. Never mind then. I'm sorry. I'll just go see Gold Blood and the Deer some other time, ALONE." Bas says.
'Isaac's right. Damn it.' Bas curses inside.  
"Babe.. Wait. Do you really want to see it that badly?" Lauren asks, realizing that this is the first time in forever that Bas expressed what he wants.
"Yeah. But if you really want to see Miss Sellers together, then I'm fine with it too." Bas says not wanting to start an argument.
Lauren however, notices the disappointment in Bas's eyes.
"O-okay then…" With that, the queue moves and Lauren enters the cinema with guilt in her heart.  


A/N : Alt Title - Jack of Entertainment 

Title : Jack of Arts

Synopsis:
Tayaw is a talented musician who never got to fulfill his potential. After losing his purpose in an unfulfilled life full of regrets; he is given the chance to go back in time and do everything over again.Along with a mysterious gift and an unclear mission, Tayaw starts a new life, this time making his mark to the world.
"Tayaw is a once in a hundred years musical artist! I just wish he was born in my generation"
- Buddy Rich, two-time Gramophone Award winner
"I admit he's a good musician, but he's an author first and foremost. He is changing the world of literature for the better."
- Helena Paddington, Outcault Prize for Fiction winner, Sohlman Prize for Literature winner.
"Despite being a musician and an author, he is to me, the greatest blessing to the film industry. This is his era."
- Heo Dong-jun, two-time Academy Award winner for Best Director and three-time nominee.

"I don't like him. Why does he use actors who didn't train and grind on the stage? He says he doesn't like my acting? What the hell does the kid know about acting? I've won awards for f*cks sake!"
- Merrell Street, five-time Academy Award winner for Best Actor, three-time Toby Award winner for Best Actor.




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A ground work for a novel idea in the future.
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English is not my first language so excuse my limited vocabulary and bad grammar. thanks

Before getting off work.

Zhao Guozhou called Zhang Ye into his office, "Little Zhang, now that it's just the two of us, I want to have a nice chat with you." He said earnestly, "You were brought in by me. The facts have proven that I was not wrong. Your ability has been acknowledged by everyone. You have also gained the recognition of the listeners. However, humans are not lone individuals in this society. You need to eat, you need to survive, you need to cater to others, you need to be tactful. The station had planned the case regarding "Ghost Blows Out the Light" for a very long time. It had even established a special small planning team for it. Just because of one simple word from you of not selling, all the plans the station’s management had gone up into smoke. How could the station not be angry about this? Me suppressing you a bit this time was beyond my control. Do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand." Zhang Ye said with a deadpan expression.

"That's good, then about the copyright..." Zhao Guozhou persuaded.

Zhang Ye said without hesitation, "Not selling."

Zhao Guozhou turned mad again, "You really can't give me peace of mind!"

Zhang Ye also said his heartfelt feelings, "Director Zhao, I know you greatly appreciated me. Back then it was you who took me in despite my looks. For this favor, I'll remember you for life. I know the station is repressing me, so it's fine no matter how you treat me. However, about the copyright, I will say that same line forever - not selling!"

"You are willing to not go on a segment in the future?" Zhao Guozhou asked as he worried over his talent.

Zhang Ye said, "I still have a segment now. I will pull it up!"

Zhao Guozhou knocked on the form on his table, "The afternoon listenership rates have been handed out. Although it will only be announced tomorrow, I shall take this opportunity to tell you that ‘Old and Young Story Club’ is still in last place. This segment cannot be pulled up. It's useless, no matter who it is. Your talent should be placed on a bigger stage, but why are you so stubborn? You...Hai, forget it. Go back."

Lining the bottom once again?

Really can't be pulled up?

Zhang Ye refused to believe that it was so. If two episodes weren't enough, he would record a third. If the third recording wasn't enough, he would record a fourth. He still had three days’ time. It was still possible for him to turn the situation around!

...

The sky still was bright, even after he returned home.

The rental apartment was quiet and lonely. It was like his current situation.

Zhang Ye switched on the computer as he absent-mindedly read the news. After some analysis, he realized that the reason why the ratings had not been pulled up was not the fault of the story. How could "Snow White" and "The Emperor's New Clothes" have a problem? They were the classic fairy tales out of the classics fairy tales from his world. The reason was apparently due to inertia. There were not that many people listening to this segment. New listeners were already completely disappointed with the present fairy tales, or they were sick of them. There was no habit to even listen in. There would not be any fresh blood being injected, so it would only be odd if the listenership rates could be high!

How was he to attract new listeners?

He felt that he needed an opportunity; otherwise, it would be very difficult!

Zhang Ye left his mouse as he switched on television, planning to watch the News Channel. As someone working in the media industry, watching the news was part and parcel of one's daily work.

"Today, another heinous case of a missing child happened in the capital. In a small district near to Cheng Nan Jia Yuan, four-year-old Wen Wen was left alone at home with his parents at work. According to police investigations and analysis of closed-circuit TV footage, Wen Wen had opened the door to a male stranger around the age of 35. It is unknown what method this person used to gain Wen Wen's trust. Not only did he bring away Wen Wen, he had taken several valuables in the house. According to the closed-circuit TV footage, Wen Wen apparently was not crying. Currently, the police are using all their efforts to take in criminal suspects. This is the picture of the suspect taken from the closed-circuit TV. If anyone sees this suspect, please immediately contact the number shown on your screen!" The Central TV's News Channel's female anchorwoman said solemnly with a tinge of anger.

Next were street and school interviews.

A woman holding a vegetable basket said to the reporter, "This is already the fourth time a child has been abducted from home this month, right? It's so depraved! These people should be shot to death!"

An old man said, "Why do these sort of things keep happening? Why would a child open the door to a stranger? I think it's a problem with our education!"

At a particular kindergarten, the reporter interviewed at a promotional event held in the school. There were many people gathered in the school field. There were teachers, older students and parents.

"Little friends, remember that when you are alone at home, you must never open the door to strangers. Did you hear that?"

"Heard that!"

"Can you remember?"

"Yes!"

The screen switched back to the studio. The female anchor said, "Actually, the instructions of never to open the door to a stranger has been repeated countless numbers of times in the children education system. All the children know this, but when they meet strangers who claim to be "Mommy's" or "Daddy's" colleague, they will still open the door. This is the fourth time that it has happened this month. I do not know what has gone wrong in our education system. 

Maybe we should use a teaching method more suitable for children to tell them this. It should not be something repeated to them in a dogmatic manner. Children have their children's way of thinking and their own world. The way we indoctrinate them with ideas might not be something they can understand. Hence, a week ago, Beijing's Education Ministry has led the way by organizing the historically largest fairy tale essay competition event. The name is "Fairy Tale Essays Collection for Not Opening the Door to Strangers", The goal is to use these fairy tales to caution children in a fun and educative manner, so as to let children genuinely realize how to protect themselves."

Fairy Tale Essays Collection?

Zhang Ye immediately had a feeling. Here came an opportunity!

But the next thing the female anchor said made him disappointed, "Submissions began last week and the deadline is at midnight, tonight. During this period, the education ministry has allowed people to vote as a fair way to choose the number one story. From that, kindergarten and elementary schools or other child care groups will receive large-scale promotions!"

It was already 7+ P.M.!

There was less than five hours left?

Zhang Ye switched off the television and hurriedly opened the Beijing's Education Ministry's specially created essay website. There were many publicity pictures on it. They were filled with pictures of children that had gone missing in Beijing. Their smiling faces, their pictures of their lives and the crying expressions of the parents whose children had gone missing. There was only one slogan: Please use your words to help children. Upon seeing this, Zhang Ye's heart felt heavy, as if he felt suffocated. He was planning to look for an opportunity to improve the segment's ratings. But upon seeing that the deadline was at midnight, Zhang Ye knew that it was impossible. Others had accumulated a full week of votes, so how could he exceed them within just a few hours? However, when he followed the stories of how children were abducted, Zhang Ye felt that he had to write something. It had nothing to do with his segment, nor did it have to do with anything else. He just wanted to contribute a portion of his strength!

So what if he did not succeed?

It was enough, as long as he did something!

...

As this matter caused quite a commotion in society, people on the streets, in public transport, on the internet and those interacting with online media were all reflecting and discussing about it. It could be considered a hot topic amongst all the citizens. Anything that was child-related would forever be something that grabbed the hearts of people. Hence, this continuous outbreak of heinous crimes had caused great concern for society. As such, this fairy tale essay competition had become abnormally well-received. Many people published their stories.

The most famous one was by Tao Xueru, the highest-paid female children's fairy tale author in the country. 

Secondly, there was Little Red Mushroom. It was a stage name. She, too, was a female children's fairy tale author. The sales of her books were inferior to Tao Xueru, but the most famous fairy tale in the country was hers.

The both of them were practically propping up about half of the children's fairy tale industry in the country.

There were other children's literature authors. Many authors of fairy tales that people were familiar with when they were young had submitted their stories to the essay competition.

The ranking was as follows.

Little Red Mushroom: 28,018 votes.

Tao Xueru: 24,311 votes.

Old Lee: 17,223 votes.

Zhang Qiang: 16,976 votes.

For the story competition, the authors who submitted their works would show their verified status. For example, Little Red Mushroom and company all had their verified status. Zhang Qiang, who was ranked at fourth place, was a children's literature author. Only Old Lee, who was in third place, was not in the industry. In his verification status, there was written "Office Employee".

Zhang Ye flipped through the stories. Ever since the world changed into a different world, Zhang Ye always had a feeling of looking down upon others. However, when he looked at the top ranking stories, he was quite impressed. They were worthy of being the top figures in the field of children's literature. They were well written, especially Little Red Mushroom's children story that was ranked first. Even if it was brought to Zhang Ye's world, it was a high-quality fairy tale that could be remade into an animation.

However, it was still lacking slightly. It was not that the story was poor, but it was because the story was slightly complex. After all, the target audience of a fairy tale to warn children not to open a door to a stranger was definitely very young. One could not expect them to understand things that were too complicated. Little Red Mushroom's story was 8,000 thousand words long. So although it was really good, there were too many characters. Zhang Ye suspected that children would not be able to finish reading it properly.

The further he went down the ranks, the more horrible the stories became.

Ignoring those who were not professional authors, some of those with verification statuses were children's literature authors. How could they write such a mess? These stories all had a serious problem. Either they were so childish that even children themselves would find it childish, or they were too mature, where the entire story was written according to an adult's way of thinking. How could these be shown to children?

None of them could work!

All of the stories were inappropriate!

Zhang Ye pulled up his sleeves and got to work. He felt that he had a story that was extremely appropriate. It was also a story gathered out of the overall essence from his world. It would be perfect if used in this essay competition. There was no other story that was better than that one.

Zhang Ye first used his Weibo's information to gain the recognition on the education website. After obtaining his verification, Zhang Ye began typing. He clacked away before uploading it!

The story's name: "Little Bunnies Be Good".

Mommy Bunny had three children. One was called Little Red Eyes, one was called Long Ears, and one was called Stumpy Tail.

One day, Mommy Bunny said to her children, "Mommy is going to the fields to pick carrots. Watch the house and close the door. Don't open the door to anyone; open the door only when Mommy comes."

Mommy Bunny carried her basket and walked towards the fields. The Little Bunnies remembered Mommy's words and locked the door well.

Later on, the Big Bad Wolf came. He wanted to enter the Little Bunnies' house, but the door was tightly closed by the Little Bunnies, so he could not enter!

The Big Bad Wolf sat by the Little Bunnies' door. He narrowed his eyes and thought of a bad idea. Suddenly, he saw Mommy Bunny return. He quickly ran and hid behind a large tree.

Mommy Bunny came to the door. She pushed the door but the door was tightly closed. As she knocked, she sang, "Little Bunnies be good; open the door! Come, open it quickly; I want to come in."


Zhang Ye was originally a mundane college graduate with aspiring dreams to become a star, but unfortunately has below average looks and height. However one day, he woke up and suddenly found himself in a parallel world! 
It’s like the same world, but wait a minute…many brands, celebrities and even famous works from his world changed and are gone in this new world! Armed with the profound literary knowledge of his previous world and a heaven-defying Game Ring that gives him magical items, stats and skills, Zhang Ye embarks on a journey to pursue his life-long dream of becoming famous!
Follow Zhang Ye as he takes the new world by storm, one plagiarized piece at a time, to hilarious reactions!

March 14th.
"Take me right now! There's no time. Hurry!"
With hurried steps, he followed the old lady from behind. How can an old grandmother but her steps are difficult to align with his steps. Reino became increasingly suspicious and anxious about the old grandmother, but he had put forward his curiosity so that he could no longer turn around to get away from the old grandmother.
The old grandmother suddenly stopped at an old building with fragile walls here and there, which showed the form of red brick inside.
Reino's breath was gasping as he arrived in front of the old building. He still couldn't stop thinking, how he was so tired walking with an old grandmother who he believed with his eyes that he was walking very slowly.
The old lady moved forward to enter the green wooden door of the old building.
Slowly Reino stepped into the door. An empty room completely unfurnished. There are only four chairs placed in a circle.
"Sit there!"
Reino gasped from his astonishment when the voice of the grandmother suddenly loudly ordered him to sit on one of the carved chairs in front of him. Reino nervously obeyed the grandmother's orders. He sat on the circular chair.
Suddenly a dazzling light caught his eye. He couldn't look around, even to see his own body he couldn't. The dazzling light swallowed Reino whole.
****
Reino blinked his eyes. He then got up from his sleep position in panic. His whole body was suddenly drenched in sweat. He looked around him. Thankfully, he woke up on the bed. Apparently, he had a dream.
"What a terrible dream."
Reino rubbed his face which was wet with sweat. He then got out of bed and rushed to take a shower. The clock he glanced over at the nightstand was already at ten in the morning. His coffee shop has certainly started operating. Today he had to come to the shop because Juan was bringing a girl who would work as an extra waiter on the weekends.
**
Reino parked his car on the sidewalk in front of his coffee shop. Reino opened his car door and walked over to his coffee shop. He looked up, staring at the wooden planks hanging in front of the shop door. Butterfly's Caffe, the name he chose when he first opened his coffee shop. The name butterfly reminds him of a fairy tale from his childhood when he was with his biological mother. A fairy tale about a princess who becomes a beautiful butterfly. Maybe this is one of the reasons why he doesn't want to date just any woman. He also wants to have a life partner who is the same as the princess in his childhood fairy tale. But of course, it is very difficult to find especially in modern times where the majority of women are more aggressive than men.
Reino entered his coffee shop at exactly eleven o'clock in the afternoon. The shop atmosphere on weekends is always busy. As usual, he went to Juan and asked him to make Americano coffee and three of his favorite croissants.
Reino sat in the corner chair in the room. He spread his gaze around the room. The majority of visitors to the coffee shop are teenagers. But some parents enjoy black coffee which is a mainstay in their cafe.
Then suddenly his eyes caught a girl with the typical appearance of a maid in his café. With the black apron that covered the bottom of the shirt and hat he was wearing plus the black tray containing the orders of the visitors, it was clear that the girl was a waitress in his shop.
Reino thought quickly, his brain was processing yesterday's memory.
'That girl must be Juan's friend who works part-time on weekends only.'
Reino didn't really care about the girl, he didn't immediately notice her face
Reino took a sip of his coffee cup. He enjoyed the hot daytime inside the shop by staring out the glass dividing the shop. The habit he always did when he was thinking about something. He remembered his dream last night. His dream last night seemed not a dream, he felt very real meeting the old grandmother in his dream. And he believes that last night he went to Baran's club. But how could he, he woke up on the bed in his room.
"I have to go to the Baran club tonight," he muttered.
He had to find an answer to his confusion. And Reino got an alarm ringtone from his cell phone.
'Ah, it's March 14th. Today the cafe must be open 24 hours, 'Reino muttered when he saw the warning note on his cellphone.
Every March 14, almost every year Reino has to remember that. A special date that he never forgot.
Flashback on ...
Little Reino was standing looking at the rows of flower plants that were blooming in color. He really likes the smell of flowers. Because his biological mother is a florist. His mother often took him to the flower shop where he worked.
And at that moment Reino saw several beautiful butterflies approaching the flowering plant. Reino also looked happy to see the butterfly.
"Vanetta!"
Reino turned his head towards the source of the sound. Her mother stood holding a bunch of flowers from her arrangement. Reino wondered why his mother called out a name. Vanetta, if he heard correctly.
"Mama!" Reino then approached his mother.
But Reino saw a sad look on his mother's face. What's the matter, why does his mother seem sad?
"Reino, Mama might become Vanetta."
"V-Vanetta, what do you mean Mama?" Reino didn't understand what his mother was talking about.
"Mama hope that when you grow up, never forget this!"
Her mother crouched down and whispered something to her, "Mama will turn into a beautiful butterfly. Become a Princess Vanetta."
Reino didn't understand what his mother was talking about at that time. Because since then, Reino has not found his mother at home anymore. And his father, instead, brought another woman to his house.
Reino tried to find his mother to where she worked. But the shop owner didn't want to tell him where his mother had gone. And she just left a thick book for him.
Reino received a book of classic fairy tales entitled "Princess Vanetta."
Flashback end.
Reino then went upstairs. To his private room. He remembered something.
Arriving there, Reino then opened his personal locker. Inside there then he took out the thick book that had accompanied him all these years.
Then he called all the cafe employees, including a loyal employee named Juan.
"Tonight, March 14th. Every year our cafe every that date we will be open 24 hours!"
Juan and the other employees took a deep breath. This means that his weekend evenings will be spent at this cafe until tomorrow morning.
"Boss, how about Ruby come to work tonight!" Juan gave the idea because if there was Ruby, at least the overtime nights wouldn't be tight.
"No, I don't want any female employees tonight. Just tomorrow morning!"
Reino then disbanded his employees again. He slightly heard the whispers of other employees who were curious about why they had to work late tonight. Exactly March 14th.
Reino just smiled at that. Indeed he didn't have any clear and compelling reasons to tell all his employees. It's all just because ...
Reino then opened another book of fairy tales from his biological mother.
Was it wrong for him to hope for a miracle if his belief used to happen He remembered that his mother had said that he would become a butterfly-like Princess Vanetta?
And Reino had read the book hundreds of times. Until he memorized it by heart. The fairy tale of Princess Vanetta who turned into a butterfly.
Reino is an adult, but somehow his little heart often hopes that a miracle will appear. He will again meet his biological mother who has turned into a butterfly.
And March 14th is The Butterfly Day. He hoped that that day his mother would appear in front of him.

Everything changes when their souls switch.

Roselyn, Ronan, Ruby, and Reino are four humans who have never met before. When they went to a nightclub called Del Luz Alba a miracle came to them.

The four of them exchanged bodies. And when they returned to the club, it turned out that it was just an old, unkempt old building.

What happened to them? Has anything to do with their gloomy childhood. Or is there something else that connects the four of them?

Why the four can have the same fairy tale when they were little. The fairy tale of a princess named Vanetta.

"Do you know what Vanetta means in Greek?" a girl walked up to little Roselyn.

Roselyn shook her head. How does she know Greek?

"It means butterfly."
Was it Princess Vanetta who exchanged their four souls? How could Princess Vanetta's fairy tale change their lives? Worse or better their luck after that?

Read in full and discover the hilarious, and mysterious tales embellished with the romantic stories between them only in "The Secret of Princess Vanetta."

A diplomatic marriage.
This wasn't new to her, but they were always just unverified rumors. Now that she was hearing it from Zuo Si, it became a solid truth. 
Gu Yu was really going to have a diplomatic marriage with Zuo Si, so... Gu Yu divorced her then to pave the way for his marriage with Zuo Si. If she was still legally married to Gu Yu, Zuo Si would not be able to stand by his side as a legal partner.
Xu Weilai couldn't describe the feeling she was having at that moment. Would she finally be free after she had gotten the truth she sought for, or... after the wild goose chase, she was still the one being forsaken?
She did not speak, and her expression a little solemn.
Zuo Si stared at her expression. Xu Weilai was undeniably the calmest woman she had ever met. If it were any other woman, how would they have reacted if they were told the same?
Would they have cried bitterly? Would they be in disbelief? Or would they have cursed and thrown tantrums?
She had a sudden desire to see the emotions hidden beneath Xu Weilai's calm exterior.
Zuo Si's dark pupils moved around, then she continued, "Xu Weilai, you should have known that love is ridiculous and meaningless in our world. What is the point of having a marriage? Alignment of interest, profit maximization, and cooperation with a win-win situation for both parties. Then only the marriage will last. Don't tell me that you're still holding on to the idea that marriage based on love alone will last for a lifetime."
"Was it that you've watched too many TV dramas? Or you've not outgrown the world of fairy tales, Miss Xu?"
She paused as if something came to her mind and her smile deepened. "If that's the case, I don't mind playing along and give you a classic line or two."
"As for you, what you had with Gu Yu is already in the past. As Gu Yu's marriage partner, I guess I should have the right to tell you, to please stay away from Gu Yu?"
Xu Weilai leisurely took a look at Zuo Si. She noticed the provocative stare of Zuo Si and suddenly let out a chuckle, "Miss Zuo, if you want to learn, you should learn the whole process. Isn't there still one missing step?"
"Oh? What missing step?"Zuo Si tilted her head and asked in a humble manner.
Xu Weilai replied calmly, "Writing me a check."
She shouldn't have laughed in such a "fight" scene, but Xu Weilai just could surprise her every single time. It was indeed interesting.
Zuo Si played along and asked, "Then how much do you want?"
"Miss Zuo, you're degrading yourself. Under normal circumstances, you should give me a blank check to have me fill in any amount that I want... classic gestures aren't that easy to learn."
Zuo Si realized later that Xu Weilai was mocking her indirectly.
Not only did Xu Weilai not act the way she had anticipated, but Xu Weilai was also able to strike back at her without batting an eyelid. She was really in a full combat-ready mode.
Well, if Xu Weilai was a delicate rich girl with a fragile heart, she would not be standing here right now.
Zuo Si lowered her eyes and smiled silently. Then, she stood up and walked to Xu Weilai's front. She slowly bent down until her red lips came close to Xu Weilai's ear, then she whispered.
-
Xu Weilai almost collided with Assistant Lin, who was holding cups of coffee when she came out from the office. Fortunately, he was quick-witted enough to move sideways. After he steadied himself, he looked at the pale face of Xu Weilai. He couldn't help but asked, "Miss Xu, are you okay? What did Miss Zuo say to you?"
"The reason for the divorce was that Gu Yu wanted to marry Zuo Si. He wasn't having any predicaments, he just did not love me."


As a fiery young shrew, Xu Weilai was confident that no one would be able to resist her charms. However, time and again, she was thwarted by Gu Yu.
 
Not only had he not taken responsibility for her, he had also dissolved his betrothal to her, causing her to be a laughingstock.
 
Three years later, she did her best to stay as far away from him as possible. But how…?
 
She’d met him by chance at a banquet. She’d met him by chance at dinner. She’d even met him by chance while on the way to the washroom! This had to be a curse!
 
Finally, the heartless Gu Yu coldly warned, “If you appear before me again, I won’t let you off!”
 
Xu Weilai was so frightened that she booked the next flight out of the country!
 
But who could have predicted that the man she was seated beside… was none other than he again!
 
Oh no! Her life was flashing before her eyes!

 We dress up quickly and I followed him downstairs to our car. He drove carefully to the nearest bar and he called his in-laws about Mora. We found her on the bar counter drinking. Warren walked to her and hold her elbow. She turned to him and hugged him. I knew it that she like Warren. He said sweet things that it's okay and he's taking her to her hotel suite. She even said something about sleeping with him. He was startled about it. He glanced at me and I didn't say anything at all. I can feel the pain whenever I watch them, a woman had her arms flung around him and he couldn't do something about it. I try to be understanding.
           He pulled Mora and I followed them. He put her at the backseat and settled her there. Then I open the passenger seat and he helped me up there. We drove silently to our hotel and he booked her a suite. I hold her so she won't fall but she kept pushing me. I gripped my hand on her. 
"Keep still," I told her, and Warren glanced at us. 
"Don��t you touch me!" she pushed me hard until I almost fall. Warren held me before I even fall my ass on the floor, I didn't get hurt from falling. I hold my stomach. My heart is palpating. 
"Baby," Warren mutter and stand me up. "You okay?" I breathed. He glared at Mora. "Mora, you don't have to be rude." She tried to stand on her own but she falls. Warren asked for assistance and I stand up and stroke my belly. I told him to help her so he did while few bellboys helped us to put her on the bed. He tips them all and we went back to our room. 
           I ignore Mora's flirtatious act towards Warren. I ignore it all and let Warren take me to our room. I didn't tell anything about Mora since she's his sister in law. He kept caressing my belly asking me if I am feeling fine after what happened. I am fine. Not mentally. 
"Mora has a thing on you." I suddenly said while I am eating an apple. 
"What thing?" he asked, his back from me and he's preparing another food for me. 
"She is sexually attracted to you. She hated me. I understand that." 
"Mora is like a sister to me. Don't worry love. I have no attraction toward her." He kissed my temple. "You are sexy when you are jealous." I frown at him. "Very, sexy." 
"You asking for our round that has been interrupted?" I tease him.
"Oh, I would love to." 
           
           In the morning, I woke up from his kisses. Telling me that he's going for a run. I sat up and wanted to run just as I remember that I'm pregnant. I pouted. I wanted to exercise and he considered it. So while he's running I'm walking. 
           We check her for a while and order food for her. She's still sleeping. Once the food is delivered we left and went to the park. While I'm enjoying the serene place while he's running around. I'm walking just to enjoy it more. He kept his phone to himself and I keep my phone to mine so whatever emergency we could call each other. 
           Every time that he passed by me, he kisses me on the cheek. I giggle because it's been like four laps that he's running. I sat down on the bench to rest. I keep the water that I bought with me and he stopped in front of me and kisses my forehead. I open the bottle of water and gave it to him. He looked so sweaty and messily hot. 
"Just two more laps and I'll be with you." 
"I'm fine. I'm enjoying around." I kiss his lips. "Don't run too much okay?" 
"The doctor said that I could run." 
"Just don't overwork. Okay? Maybe one will be enough. Then I'll give you the best therapy." He groaned and kiss my lips. 
"I change my mind about two more laps." I giggle and we walk back to our hotel suite. We found Mora wearing big shades and I know that she's frowning to us and she's gawking to Warren. 
"Good that you are up. You okay now?" Warren asked. "I called my driver to drive you. He's waiting outside." 
"I'll see you around." She left like a runway Queen. 
 
           We enjoy half of our day making love. Then we rested for a while and then he drove back to the city. But instead of driving back to the city, he brought me to his house. I've been here once and he toured me around. He will sell the house and move to the house next to Zac's since the house there is for sale and while he's renovating it and whatever plans he had, he's going to stay with me while the house is for sale. 
"You will bring your employees with you?" I ask him. 
"Yeah. I will probably increase maids so that you are well accommodated and our baby when it comes to the world." He knelt and kisses my stomach. "Do you want to see our new house? I haven't toured you there but Zac said that it's great and we could plan on how to arrange it." 
"Are you asking me to move in with you?" 
"Yes." He kisses my lips. 
"But the Condo." 
"It will stay as your Condo. We could stay there when we are working hard during nights." He grins. 
"Practical enough." 
"Do you want to check it out right now?" I am suddenly excited. 
"Yes!" I squeal. He chuckled and he drove again just one kilometer away from the house. 
           My eyes widen just from the sight of the wide gate. We enter the house. The garden hasn't been taken care of but it was beautiful if the grass was taken care of and put few orchids and—I was startled when he carried me up and take me to the doorsteps of the double door. I open it and push it. 
           It was grand. Beautiful. Wide and very much classic. The walls and posts are like fairy tales. We walk around and even the kitchen is beautiful. The classic things around here are making me wonder. 
"What do you want to change here?" 
"I thought you planned it already," I told him, caressing my fingertips on the counter table though it is very much dusky. 
"Not really. But I wanted us to plan our home." Hearing that just makes me feel a lot better. He wiped my hand and we walk around more. 
"You mean that?" 
"I do." 
"I like it all. Just a few repairs. Nothing to change at all. Maybe make it more classic." 
"I know that I could count on you. I like the classic."

First Story: Casanova's Fall

Zachary and Maeve

A college graduating student Maeve was a promising writer. What she never thought in life was to have a perfect looking man that seemed to come out from a romance fantasy book. But the man wasn’t perfect at all. Zachary is hot, sexy, handsome, and crazy rich but he’s a Casanova. He proposed her an agreement of marrying him in exchange for anything she wanted. But she’s slowly falling for him and she wanted to break that Casanova and make him fall hard on her. Is she going to succeed? Would their platonic marriage become something that they didn’t expect?

Second Story: Casanova's Commitment

Francis is head over heels with his friend that works in the bar that he invested in. He never thought that he's into her until they did it. 
He offered her to be the adviser and to taste the wines that he made until they get drunk and one-night changes everything. 

Natalie is doomed. She's pregnant and Francis is the father. But she never regrets the mind-blowing sex she ever experiences in life with Francis. He's too perfect for her and she's just like a common girl. Suddenly, her life changes when he comes to her.

 

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