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Omgosh!! This was just utterly heartwarming! Another wonderful addition to the series :D
Loved their story! Lots of ups and downs and such fun personalities. Author did a great job keeping me hooked chapter after chapter
Exciting Story. Good grammar and good script
Seriously, Chelsea should deal with Ethan. So he has a girlfriend and was playing with her emotions.Who does that?
She should open up to Vivian and deal with him mercilessly.
please Author,keep dropping ......
Great story. Love the twists and turns. ......
some misspelled words but pretty good book
The book is awesome. I need mire chapters
Great read
I started this book and cant put it down i love all the twist. The emotions writen are amazing i have laughed out loud and shed tears.
I find this book hard to drop. It's should become a movie series.
And they are best friends. Just imagine.
I need to talk about the balcony scene because it is THE scene of these chapters and I am not okay. Let me set this up properly. Wen Zhi just got off the phone with her father—who, by the way, is calling to ask about a four-million-yuan jewelry gift and threatening her marriage based on financial utility. She's sitting there reeling, and Mo Tingyan has literally heard everything. And what does he do? He doesn't push. He doesn't interrogate. He says: "Shall we have a drink first to celebrate?" That is the most gentle thing I have ever read in a romance novel. He gives her space to process while still being present. Then they sit on the balcony, and she says the most devastating line in these chapters: "No, there aren't [people worth caring about]." And when he gently suggests her mother and relatives, she says, "They're all dead." That's it. That's the whole tragedy compressed into three words. I was not prepared for that emotional gut punch. But then the scene does something brilliant—it pivots. Instead of letting the darkness consume it, Mo Tingyan turns the question back on himself. "What about you? Is there anyone in this world you care about?" And for the first time, we see him without the smirk, without the teasing, without the deflection. He says yes. He has a white moonlight. And Wen Zhi's response is so painfully relatable—she nods, she accepts it, she says goodnight, and she walks away. Because that's what she does. She protects herself by removing herself from situations where she might need something she can't have. The tragedy isn't that she doesn't care about his white moonlight. The tragedy is that she genuinely doesn't know what it feels like to be someone's priority. And Mo Tingyan? He watches her walk away and his expression changes from lazy to profound. He's calculating. He's planning. He's going to make sure she learns otherwise.
