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Alias答应我要开心

AuthorXiang De Diao Zha Gu / 香的掉渣菇

On the first day of college, Xiao Yu publicly beat up a senior, and Ye Qingli was just one of the many onlookers. Like everyone else, she thought he wouldn't be able to stay at the university. But unexpectedly, Xiao Yu got off scot-free, entered school in style, and became the heartthrob of all the girls. Ye Qingli couldn't understand—why did they like a guy like this? Posing as cold and aloof, with a terrible temper. Until he started pursuing her. Xiao Yu waited at her classroom door for every class, bought her all sorts of things, not asking to be her boyfriend, only begging her not to abandon him, hoping she'd let him tag along everywhere. Ye Qingli frowned deeply. "Stop wasting your time on me. It's never going to happen." But Xiao Yu didn't back down at all. "Why not? Name your terms." She thought for a moment and came up with the most absurd excuse. "I don't like having a boyfriend with parents. Dealing with the relationship is too much trouble." To her surprise, he gave the most absurd answer. "Perfect. It's just me at home." * At first, Xiao Yu approached her with ulterior motives, but in the end, he fell for Ye Qingli first. On his most miserable day, when his parents kicked him around like a stray dog by the roadside, it was Ye Qingli who came to find him. Together, they watched the first snow of that year. She said to him, "Promise me you'll be happy. From now on, every day." Before meeting her, the first half of his life had been dark. But once she barged into his world, Xiao Yu realized that there really was light in this world. She called him "Xiao Princess." He asked, "Why that name?" She replied, "Xiao sounds like 'little.'" What else could such a delicate one be but a little princess? Xiao Yu shrugged, neither confirming nor denying the answer. "Delicate" as in delicate, but also "yandere." He was the latter. He liked her. He wanted to possess her. *An innocent-seeming girl vs. a world-weary wanderer* *An idealist vs. a scheming narcissist* From campus to the city, a cold florist vs. a martial arts instructor.

Alias真假少爷的豪门偏执妈

AuthorFei Ce / 斐侧

One-sentence summary: The wealthy family's obsessive mother of the true and false young masters [1980s] Moral: Love is omnipotent. Medical sage Bo Xin travels through time and becomes the obsessive wealthy mother in a era novel where the children were switched at birth. The real son was switched at birth and raised in a poor rural area for over a decade, becoming skin and bones; the fake son was raised like a little master, innocent and lively. When the truth comes out, she chooses to let things be. On one hand, she looks down on the real son's poverty and humiliation and sends him back home; on the other hand, she cares that the fake son is not her blood, forcing him to study. The result of her relentless efforts is that the real son envies the fake son for being raised by her, and the fake son envies the real son for being her biological child. One rises from grassroots, the other inherits the family business, and they fight fiercely in the business world until both are wounded. The assets are handed over to the male lead, and she ends up in misery in her old age. When Bo Xin first transmigrates, she finds herself just after expressing disdain for the real young master, with the rural family having already taken the child home. Bo Xin: "..." Why bother? The real son is extremely intelligent, excellent in character and study—isn't this a standard heir candidate? The fake son is innocent and lovely; she can keep him by her side as a playboy shareholder, just waiting for his dividends from the family. So in everyone's eyes, Bo Xin now has a biological son at home. She accompanies her biological son to school and tutoring, and plays and laughs with her adopted son. She is happy herself: one child can earn her face by studying well, and the other can stay by her side being cute and adorable. But who knows if the two children are satisfied with this arrangement? They expected the biological son to rebel and the adopted son to fight for the family fortune. But unexpectedly, the two sons get along harmoniously for so many years. The biological son thinks, Mom trusts me with responsibility; the adopted son thinks, Mom indulges me with love. The only thing they might argue about is probably: 'Mom should love me the most!' * Mini Theater The fake young master: This is a sandbag my mom made for me. The real young master: This is my mom's personally made "Three Years of High School, Five Years of Mock Exams" study guide. The study-hating fake young master: Are you sure mom isn't hating you or abusing you? The real young master looks at him disdainfully: This is something you wouldn't understand—it's love. Fake young master: ??? Pre-order: "My Gangster Dad Is the Wealthy Family's Real Young Master [Millennium]" * My Gangster Dad Is the Wealthy Family's Real Young Master * Mountain area boss Wen Qiao'an dozes off and unexpectedly transmigrates into a switched-at-birth story. The fake young master, raised by a big shot, becomes smart and capable; the real young master is taken to the countryside with bleached hair, coarse and vulgar. Everyone says the real young master's family is a rotten apple that spoils the whole barrel. And Wen Qiao'an is the real young master's biological daughter in the plot. Wen Qiao'an: "..." To give her a better life, the real young master and his wife act cautiously within the wealthy family. But in the end, the real young master, holding neither money nor power, is killed in a car accident, his wife and daughter are driven out, and end up miserably. Dad a gangster leader, mom a punk girl—kowtowing and groveling only leads to disrespect. So Wen Qiao'an acts willfully in the prestigious elementary school, making friends widely. There's the pitiful real young master switched at birth like her dad, and a tsundere young master who greets you whenever he sees you. They all say, 'Isn't he just the son of someone who usurped another's place? I'll deal with him.' 'If Sister Boss needs money, I have plenty.' 'Your dad's company collaboration can be safely left to me.' Thus, the wealthy circle's talk suddenly changes, from a rotten apple to a stable heir. When asked why, the answer is: 'The wealthy have their own circles; heirs naturally play with heirs!' What's more unexpected is that the real young master's family eventually establishes a new leading enterprise on their own. When the real young master couple stand on the award podium, they say: 'We owe this all to our daughter's vigorous cultivation... no, diligent supervision.' Wen Qiao'an nods, yes, why be a rich first generation when you can be a rich second generation? Reading guide: A child-like female protagonist, a little girl's Mary Sue.

Alias生欲[先婚后爱]

AuthorYi Gen Wen Du Ji / 一根温度计

"Other tags: Lighthearted sweet romance, some food elements, marriage at the start, doting husband. One-line summary: Go through fireworks with you, enjoy three meals, accompany four seasons. Theme: You are my muse. For 23-year-old Song Guanyu, this age was a major watershed moment in life, but she chose to get married. As a new-generation all-round creative singer-songwriter in the Chinese music scene—beautiful, sweet-voiced, and talented—she was hailed as the future heir to the title 'Queen of Love Songs.' Yet she encountered the first writer's block of her life. Her childhood friend told her, 'Songwriting needs a lot of emotional connection to have inspiration. You have to experience it. Why not fall in love?' Song Guanyu trusted her friend completely and nodded in acknowledgment. The next day, she had her mother arrange a blind date for her. When her mother's circle of friends learned of this, they eagerly participated, and indeed, she met a rare find. Ye Yansheng was broad-shouldered and narrow-waisted, handsome, wealthy, gentle, and modest. Generation after generation of his family were medical professionals. He was the most authoritative orthopedic surgeon at the city's top hospital, yet at 32, he remained unmarried. Secret admirers at the hospital whispered that he might have some 'issue.' This rumor reached the hospital director, who then passed it to his wife. The director's wife immediately decided that a blind date was in order. After Song Guanyu and Ye Yansheng got their marriage certificate, their married life was respectful and polite. But the duties of a married couple came as promised. [VCR as follows] Dr. Ye: Hello, I'm off work. Send me your location, and I'll pick you up for dinner. Miss Song: Ah... sorry, I forgot I'm married. I'm at home about to eat instant noodles. Dr. Ye: Okay, no problem. Miss Song: [Cute cat emoji] Sure, sure. --- Miss Song: Hello, I'm home and about to cook. Dr. Ye: Sorry, I have to work overtime for a consultation today. [Dog sticking out tongue emoji] Miss Song: Sure, sure. [Cat nodding emoji] Dr. Ye: [Dog nodding emoji] --- Dr. Ye: Hello, I'm home, washed up, and waiting for you. [Dog waiting emoji] Miss Song: Sure, sure, coming right back. [Cat running emoji] Later one day, Song Guanyu's childhood friend saw her glowing complexion and the high-neck sweater that didn't match the hot weather. Thinking she had fallen in love, she teased her. 'With that look, you're doing well in love, huh? Got any inspiration?' Song Guanyu blushed as she recalled last night—Ye Yansheng's stamina and sexy breathing sounds had worn her out. As she reminisced, she mumbled to her friend, not noticing her friend's expression turning from sunny to cloudy. She recounted everything about last night with Ye Yansheng and finally blurted out, 'I'm married.' The news stunned her friend, who felt like crying. She had told her to fall in love! Fall in love! Not get married! Hey! Married life was delicate and plain. But Song Guanyu felt that marrying Ye Yansheng was the best decision she had ever made. "Born of Desire," the song, was released and won Best Song and Best Lyrics/Composition in the Chinese music scene. It earned Song Guanyu the title of Best Singer-Songwriter and 'Little Queen of Love Songs.' During a backstage interview, a reporter asked about the inspiration for the song. Song Guanyu looked at the camera and, in her cute, soft voice, said something off-topic: 'Ah... because I got married.' The crowd: ...What kind of answer is that? Wait?! Got married?! The Little Queen is married! After the interview, Song Guanyu evaded the paparazzi and went to the underground parking lot. A all-black car sat quietly there. As she approached, its lights turned on, illuminating her path. Ye Yansheng got out, walked to her, and embraced her. He leaned close to her small ear, his magnetic and charming voice tender. 'Miss Song, congratulations on getting married.' And so, under the cold car lights, his adorable wife blushed. His heart overflowing with love, he rubbed her soft cheeks, bent down, and placed a burning kiss on his cute wife's face. In an instant, heart, thoughts, desire, love were born. The adorably dazed girl met her gentle gentleman. 'Please, gentle gentleman, stay with me forever—"Born of Desire."' 'Okay, dazed girl.' [Dog showing love emoji] --- Reading Guide: ① Both are virgins / strangers in a marriage-first arrangement, body type difference, older male's physiological attraction. ② Marriage requires caution; this is purely fiction, no triggers, safe to read. ③ No real-life prototypes; entertainment industry appearances are minimal and not idol-focused. ④ The male lead is a 32-year-old orthopedic chief; please don't overthink the realism."

Alias国公府来了个表小姐

AuthorXue He Tong Zi / 雪鹤童子

Jiang Xuesui lost her mother at age three. As the saying goes, "When the mother dies, wait for the uncles." Sure enough, three days later, her three uncles from the distant capital came to fetch her. Jiang Xuesui was a young girl, and her father found it inconvenient to raise her alone. Her maternal grandfather's mansion, the Xiang Duke's Estate, had several female cousins to play and study with. Her aunts and grandmother were all kind and loving. With Xuesui gone, her father could focus on being a good magistrate for the people. So little Jiang Xuesui bid farewell to her father and entered the capital. On her first day at the Duke's Estate, everything was wonderful. Her grandmother was loving, her aunts warm, and her cousins delighted in her. Only the taciturn, cold-looking eldest cousin, Wen Qiao, was unpleasant. He would rather play with a dog than exchange a single word with her, nor did he deign to look her in the eye. Such a dull, boring person—Jiang Xuesui couldn't be bothered with him. * * * Jiang Xuesui lived at the Duke's Estate until she reached the age of coming of age. That year, her father rose to Grand Secretary and was granted a large mansion in the capital by the emperor. She now had a home of her own in the capital and naturally returned to her father's side. As the daughter of a Grand Secretary, raised in the virtuous, poetry-loving Duke's Estate, the nobles in the palace took an interest in her marriage. One day, Jiang Xuesui went to Bodhi Temple to offer incense. She first encountered the Crown Prince, then Prince Cheng. Two marriage proposals were handed to her, but she rejected both. Pointing at Wen Qiao standing under the mountain gate, she said, "Your Highnesses, I have long admired my cousin. If I marry, it will be only him." In Jiang Xuesui's view, this was merely a jest to politely refuse them. But after Wen Qiao came first in the imperial examinations and proposed to her father, he said, "By order of my grandmother, father, and mother, and also to fulfill my cousin's long-standing admiration for me, I come to ask for Xuesui's hand." Hiding behind the screen in the hall, Jiang Xuesui panicked. Forgetting all shame, she rushed out and said sharply, "Wen Qiao, saying this makes it seem like I begged Grandmother, Uncle, and Aunt to force you to marry me!" "Is that not the case?" Wen Qiao looked confused. "How about I repeat what my cousin said to Their Highnesses that day to Uncle? If it was insincere, let's clarify it today." Fine, fine, fine! What a mess. Jiang Xuesui had to swallow this bitter pill. If she admitted it was insincere, her father, with his loyal and upright nature, would certainly take her to the palace to confess to the emperor and empress. So she said defiantly, "Father, I accept this marriage." After the wedding, she would make him pay. * * * After marriage, every night was short, and the embroidered curtains swayed. Jiang Xuesui sensed something was off. She sat up, lifted the curtain, and stared at Wen Qiao, who was tying his sash. "That day, you deliberately provoked me into accepting the marriage, didn't you?" Wen Qiao gazed at her and slowly uttered, "Yes." He sat by the bed to cover her with a robe. "We grew up together; I know your temperament better than anyone in this world." I love you, but a lifetime is too short. Theme: In the world of mortals, the four seasons are warm.