Novels with 韵

Please consider supporting this site by turning off or whitelisting this site on your Adblocker. I hope you're reading this on Novels with Yun. An Zeru has been developing abroad previously and only came back a few months ago, but he could still remember Gu Yu very clearly. His old man at home had already told him uncountably many times to learn more from Gu Yu. So much so that his ears were almost worn out from hearing it. There was disdain between his brows. Tch, what can he learn, he was already caught by that woman and came here to catch an affair. Gu Yu was wearing pajamas, the flush on his face had not yet faded, and his voice was dull. He cleared his throat and asked, "Here, why are you..." His lashes were lowered, but then An Zeru raised his eyebrows again and responded, "I was tired of my old man’s nagging at home, so I came here to hide." No one would have believed this. Gu Yu's expression was stiff and the corners of his lips twitched a few times,

Please consider supporting this site by turning off or whitelisting this site on your Adblocker. I hope you're reading this on Novels with Yun. Within the stairwell, the light was dim as it landed on the bare thigh, making the entire scene appear ambiguous. Her back was against the wall with her neck arched back, covered with thin sweat, causing her long hair to stick to her neck. Cen Simiao was like a fish short of water, gasping for breath. "Truly quite amazing." Her eye makeup was so exceptionally gorgeous as she glanced over. An Zeru raised his eyebrows and the corner of his mouth quirked, the mockery in his eyes was blatant. "With you like this, you still want to catch an affair? It’ll be dawn if you dally any longer." Cen Simiao narrowed her eyes. His back was straight and his legs were slightly parted while he stood there in his riveted shoes. There was a sense of unruliness from his facial expression, and the impatience evident on his lips was growing. T

Please consider supporting this site by turning off or whitelisting this site on your Adblocker. I hope you're reading this on Novels with Yun. After a while, there was a loud and deafening roar, and the sound of an engine became louder and louder. It flew across the ground before sounding a * squeak * and the tires stilled. Cen Simiao immediately opened her eyes. There was a man on the motorcycle, wearing a helmet, dressed in a motorcycle riding suit, blue and white, but mostly white. It was especially dazzling at night. With one shoe on the ground, he swung the other leg over to get down; wrapped in the tight suit, it appeared straight and slender. After stopping the motorcycle, he just took off and threw down his gloves, the joints of his hands were very distinct Taking off the helmet, the light from the hotel’s entrance just happened to shine on him, making him seem to have a white glow. His hair was messy and just as a gust of wind blew, it tousled his shiny black hair. He str

Please consider supporting this site by turning off or whitelisting this site on your Adblocker. I hope you're reading this on Novels with Yun. At two o'clock in the morning, all the neon lights were lit up on the corner near the hotel entrance. Though lights were dim and no one paid that location much attention. The people who came and went were all in a hurry. Or they were driving a luxury car while embracing a soft waist, eager to run into the hotel. Or were just tired and dragging a suitcase. * kacha * A lighter lit up, the flame flickering. The smoke of the cigarette was inhaled into the lungs, then slowly exhaled back out. The fingers that held the cigarette were slender, fair, and tender. The woman tucked her curly hair behind her ears and lowered her eyes, earnestly smoking the cigarette. Her mind was still in a mess. It had already been three days since she arrived here before the information of this world finally finished being transmitted to her. Cen Simiao took out

Please consider supporting this site by turning off or whitelisting this site on your Adblocker. I hope you're reading this on Novels with Yun. After the wedding, Wu Lichen originally planned to go on a honeymoon. He opened the map on his mobile phone, searching where would be a good location, and asked Cen Simiao to choose. But then, she just didn't seem to want to eat no matter what, becoming fretful as soon as she sees a meal and her health deteriorated. At first, Wu Lichen thought that she was trying to lose weight, so he tried persuading and coaxing her. Later, he finally realized that something was wrong. He thought about it for a while, then hesitated to ask. "Am I going to be a father, don't they say that pregnant women are prone to nausea?" Cen Simiao’s mouth twitched "Have you ever seen a pregnant woman who just had her period a few days ago?" Wu Lichen was about to pull out a handful of hair and so he simply dragged her to the hospital. Cen Si

Please consider supporting this site by turning off or whitelisting this site on your Adblocker. I hope you're reading this on Novels with Yun. Cen Simiao was holding her phone. Even after scrolling through Weibo for a long time, she still didn't see a trace of Liu Si having exposed that photo. She frowned and pursed her lips. He’s truly quite honest and certainly was kind enough to his artists. Wu Lichen had just finished washing some apples. He handed her one, then took a bite of another himself and chewed. Seeing her expression, he knew what she was thinking. "Liu Si isn’t being honest, it’s just he has a brain." Cen Simiao bit the apple and raised her eyes to look at the other - waiting for him to explain. He sat down next to Cen Simiao. "If Liu Si simply exposes it, which artist would dare to sign under him in the future? Perhaps, ‘he’ was already sold that day." Cen Simiao glanced at him. "Weren’t you sold as well? Feeling wronged?" He lowere

Please consider supporting this site by turning off or whitelisting this site on your Adblocker. I hope you're reading this on Novels with Yun. Wu Lichen walked to the door of the private room, then paused his steps and turned to look at Cen Simiao. Her face was full of unwillingness. Having noticed his line of sight, she glared back at him. Wu Lichen pretended he didn’t notice and went over to take her hand. But in one move, his hand was flung away. He thickened his skin and went up to hug her shoulders. As soon as he opened the door, what Liu Si saw was this couple’s intimate and loving appearance. His heart, which was originally already unsettled, had now jumped up to his throat. But the artist next to him was still disdainful. It was clearly a relationship built on money, why pretend that there were any deep affections at all. If Cen Simiao runs out of money, see if he will still be like this. The artist looked at Wu Lichen again. His face really is quite good , there was a tra

Please consider supporting this site by turning off or whitelisting this site on your Adblocker. I hope you're reading this on Novels with Yun. Cen Simiao was wearing a nightdress, the moonlight shining through the window landed on her white and slender legs gently resting on the sofa. Her hair was not yet dry, still dripping with water, the fabric near her collarbone was also damp. The cigarette she held by her fingertips has burned more than half, her whole body was full of a smoky smell. As the eyes adapted to the darkness, a figure could be seen in the shadows. She bent over to reach the ashtray on the coffee table and snuffed out the cigarette. The only sporadic source of light disappeared, she asked with a slightly dry voice, "Why are you back?" Wu Lichen still maintained his original posture. Without a response, she pursed her lips, stood up, and illuminated with her mobile phone. She took a deep breath, emboldened herself, and walked towards the room. Lifting her

Please consider supporting this site by turning off or whitelisting this site on your Adblocker. I hope you're reading this on Novels with Yun. Wu Lichen was currently backstage removing his makeup while holding his mobile phone, staring at the screen with a cold expression, his fingers tapping it from time to time. The make-up artist next to him kept on doing her work. "You two are really loving. These few days, you guys would contact each other as long as there is a bit of free time." Wu Lichen lowered his eyes and answered. Feeling very irritated, he pursed his thin lips and dialed her phone. It was turned off. The makeup artist turned around and was about to speak but was startled by Wu Lichen's expression. His eyebrows were full of anger, his jaw tense, and his eyes were gloomy. It was the first time for her to see him like that.

Please consider supporting this site by turning off or whitelisting this site on your Adblocker. I hope you're reading this on Novels with Yun. The internet has been particularly lively recently. All the highlights and stories of Wu Lichen's struggles that got dug out ended up with discussions over hundreds of stories tall [1] . And there was also Hu Yinli’s background and Cen Simiao, who had recently emerged. These three people's grudges and entanglements have really allowed netizens to be mind-blown. But just as everyone was excitedly discussing this, a piece of wedding news appeared on the hot searches, instantly exploding. This is f★ck★ng different from the plot we’ve discussed! Wasn’t this the story of a Lord Gold Master [2] !? Furthermore, the photos of the two appeared particularly affectionate. Previously, all the photographs of Cen Simiao had been from the side. Although it seemed like she had a great figure, it hadn’t been clear what she actually looked like. Ever

Please consider supporting this site by turning off or whitelisting this site on your Adblocker. I hope you're reading this on Novels with Yun. After reading, Cen Simiao’s entire body felt uncomfortable. That day, Wu Licheng taught her using all his experience as an actor: how to face the camera so the shot looks good, how to smile refreshingly, how to use the eyes to fully reflect emotions. System: Hehe. This still needed to be learned? Currently, she can act better than anyone. Wu Lichen directly posted and boasted his marriage certificate on Weibo. @Wu Lichen: Didn’t have money to buy a diamond ring, Wife said she’ll take care of it. After that, Cen Simiao didn't continue to read the comments, as some people started calling her mobile phone again: those that wanted to buy TV dramas, those that wanted the variety shows, and still some that asked if she wanted to try someone new. Cen Simiao looked at the last one, hesitated for a moment, gritted her teeth, and ignored it. Offh

Please consider supporting this site by turning off or whitelisting this site on your Adblocker. I hope you're reading this on Novels with Yun. The light in the living room was on, making the room quite bright. As soon as the water dispenser finished boiling, Wu Lichen went over with a teacup to retrieve some. The curled-up tea leaves were steeped by the steaming hot water and instantly unfurled. He placed back the lid of the cup. He carried it back to the coffee table and lowered his eyes. Cen Simiao was leaning against the sofa with a frown fixed on her face as she stared at the marriage certificate in her hand rather gravely. Standing under the overhanging light, his shadow was cast upon the wall, his neck was slightly lowered at an angle as his Adam's apple bobbed. He bent at the waist to put the cup down on the table, then walked over to Cen Simiao’s side. However, she didn't seem to have noticed. Wu Lichen called out to her, "Cen- jie ?" Cen Simiao finally r