Mei Gongqing 101

Chapter 101: Fallen in Love

Chen Rong huddled inside the cleft and like Old Shang, did not make a movement. Though they knew nothing of battlefields, they could sense a difference in the air, particularly the hoofbeats that were causing the insects to cease chirping and the beasts to cease howling. It was making them feel a dreadful chill.

Afraid to speak, afraid to move, each second arduously trickled by.

Chen Rong forced her eyes to stay open as she motionlessly stared out into the darkness.

They had stuffed the horse’s mouth with a piece of cloth. Only that way could they keep their hiding place from being discovered.

All of a sudden, a series of footsteps sounded, eerily approaching them in the dark.

Chen Rong turned pale. Have the bandits found us? It was unlikely, but her heart was in such a knot that she had no way to think.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer.

They were indeed coming to the cleft.

Beads of sweat condensed on Chen Rong’s forehead. Old Shang leaned back toward her, shakily saying: “M-miss, they’re heading our way.”

His voice was filled with distress.

Chen Rong wanted to contradict him, but she was also hearing the same footsteps walking faster toward the cleft.

We must have really been found!

Chen Rong blanched as white as a sheet.

At this point, Old Shang hoarsely said to her, “Miss, let me see if I can distract them.” In his mind, he was nothing but an old man who would die sooner or later. His mistress was different, however. She was still too young, and more importantly, she was a beautiful maiden. No matter whose hands she fell into, she would either die or live a living death.

With this thought, he gained courage and, in a short time, felt he had become much taller and bigger.

Without waiting for Chen Rong’s answer, he jumped off the carriage and dashed outside.

In a flash, he had gotten to the cleft’s entrance.

Poking his head out to look, he saw a tall, strapping figure, blurry though it was, about a hundred paces away. The flickering torch behind him made him look terrifyingly massive.

The man was moving toward the cleft’s entrance. Some distance from him was the indistinct darkness where it appeared as if numerous troops were waiting to ambush them.

He was blocking the exit. If they drove out, they would be falling straight into their trap.

Old Shang clenched his teeth, turned and whispered to Chen Rong: “Take care, miss!” Then he strode out.

His footsteps pounded on the ground as he ran away from the cleft.

He frequently looked back during his flight. Sure enough, the tall man was startled by his running. He snapped his head up to bark: “Who’s there?” He spoke with a humorless tone and a vigilance only men of the military would have.

Old Shang deliberately ran up the hill, causing rolling rocks to rumble in the night.

As expected, the man stopped what he was doing and quickly gave chase.

He is chasing, and there are no cohorts behind him! The lady is safe for now.

At this thought, Old Shang’s heart lightened as he began to frantically run ahead. Behind him, the man’s height caused him to move clumsily. It had only been a few dozens steps but he was getting away from him.

Chen Rong had a sinking feeling once Old Shang left.

With her right hand holding the whip and her left hand holding her hairpin, she kept her eyes wide open and unblinkingly stared into the dark.

It was very quiet. The only thing she heard was the sprinting steps going farther and farther from her.

Has Old Shang succeeded in leading them away?

Chen Rong held her breath, slowly climbed down the carriage, and tentatively walked out.

Starlight sparsely dotted overhead so that Heaven and Earth were not submerged in total darkness.

Step by step, she moved to the cleft’s entrance.

She stepped on something and almost fell down. Luckily, she caught herself by propping the whip’s handle on the ground.

She slowly pull herself up, and then froze.

In the bleak night, a white figure appeared at the cleft’s entrance.

The man dressed in white shouldn’t be a ghost right?

She almost screamed.

At a time when she couldn’t be more frightened, the white figure spoke. His voice was sweet and light, and most importantly, it was very familiar: “Ah Rong?”

Wang Hong! Translated by the ham ster master.

Heaven, it’s really Wang Hong!

So this was what a man in despair would feel when he saw a ray of hope, when he found joy within his grief.

Her legs gave out as she slid to the ground, shakily asking: “Wang Hong?”

It is I.” Translated by the ham ster master.

Wang Hong’s voice remained elegant and light. She didn’t need to look at him to know that he must be coming to her in his serene way, smiling as always.

Chen Rong’s eyes instantaneously turned red. She chokingly ran to him.

She ran desperately. In the blink of an eye, she had gotten before him. She was so astonished and overcome with emotions that she didn’t think of anything else. She just flew into his arms and clung onto him.

Hugging him tight, Chen Rong began to cry. “Why did it take you so long?” she tremulously said. Pausing to sob, she lightly beat his chest with her small fists before hoarsely crying again: “Why did it take you so long, why did it take you so long?”

All of her happiness, relief, and emotions had, at this moment, turned into streaming tears and one single line: “Why did it take you so long?”

Chen Rong hadn’t known that she was looking forward to his rescue this much…

At this time, Wang Hong stretched his arms and gently hugged her back.

His hug was as warm as it was strong. The arms that didn’t seem to be so wide turned out to be large and steady. They were the stronghold she had longed for, had missed, had gazed at from her confines, but had never dared to wish for herself.

Like someone who was clutching onto her lifeline, Chen Rong hugged him as though she was holding onto the warmth she had sought for far too long. She burried her face in the crook of his neck and, as she felt his warmth, burst into tears. “Wang Hong, Wang Hong, Wang Hong…” again and again, she sobbed.

Under the stars, Wang Hong seemed to be startled by her passionate calls. Some time later, his arms tightened around her.

Chen Rong dabbed her tears on his collar, her soft and fragrant lips occasional grazing his pulses as she sobbed. “Wang Hong, Wang Hong, Wang Hong……” Gradually, her sobbing reduced into stillness.

At this time, Wang Hong reached out to carry her.

He hadn’t appeared to be that strong, but he was holding her quite effortlessly.

He carried her forward two steps and gently deposited her in the carriage.

Chen Rong clutched his sleeve, murmuring: “Don’t go, don’t go… I beg you.”

I won’t go,” he gently assured her. In the dark, his eyes gleamed as bright as the stars in the sky. Smiling down at her, he held out his hand to wipe her tears.

When his slender hand moved downward, intentionally or otherwise, its fingertips brushed across her lips. After making her shudder, he smilingly said, “You are here, where would I go?”

Chen Rong calmed down. She slowly let go of her grasp on his clothes.

Wang Hong also mounted the carriage.

She again clung onto him, ducking her face in his chest. Her arms wound around him, clearly still afraid he would leave her.

Wang Hong lifted her up and gently placed her on his lap. Then, he languidly leaned back against the seat.

Now hugging Chen Rong in a more comfortable position, Wang Hong’s fingers brushed across her cheek to wipe her tears. “There’s nothing to be afraid of anymore,” he murmured.

Uhm,” Chen Rong hummed. She buried her face in his arms. “Now that you’re here, I’m not afraid.”

With her arms wrapped around his waist, she lay still in his embrace and felt the warmth emanating from his body. “I had thought I was done for.”

Wang Hong hummed. Translated by the ham ster master.

Like a chatterbox that had been opened, Chen Rong went on to talk: “There were nine of them. They had blocked my carriage. My carriage was stuck in the mud and wouldn’t budge no matter what. I had thought I was done for.” She sounded terrified.

Wang Hong stroked her hair, comforting: “Everything’s all right now.”

Both his action and words were simple, but they did enough to take away the panic from Chen Rong’s voice and she calmed down on the whole.

She hid in his arms, murmuring: “I even killed one of them! Wang Hong, I killed him with my own hands. I cracked the whip and broke his neck. He had bled so much that his blood was spraying onto me.”

Hoarsely, she described her killing in detail.

Wang Hong gently combed his fingers through her hair, lowered his head and very softly said, “Stop thinking about it. They deserved to die.”

Again, his simple words took the edge off of her.

I’m glad you’re here,” she murmured as she was hugging him. “Qilang, I used to think there was no one who cared about me, loved me, or cherished me in this world… Qilang, I’m glad you’re here.”

Her voice drew long, and so did her affection.

Wang Hong gazed down. His extraordinarily starry eyes quietly watched the exhausted Chen Rong finally closing her eyes in ease.

Some time had passed when Chen Rong suddenly screamed and then hysterically yelled, “Old Shang. Qilang, you have to go save Old Shang!”

Wang Hong stroked her hair, softly shushing her: “Sleep, he’ll be fine.”

His tone and voice had a strange calming affect on Chen Rong.

She closed her eyes; light sonorous breathing slowly followed.

She had slipped into a slumber.

Under the stars, whistling cold wind blew through the curtain, insects chirped around them, and beasts roared from the top of the hills.

But none of it had anything to do with them.

It was as if spring had blossomed inside the carriage. He held her as she lay in his arms, their breaths mingling…

When the stars in the sky had become brighter, Chen Rong suddenly gave a start and widened her eyes screaming: “I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die… Old Shang! Old Shang!”

She looked around.

She saw Wang Hong quietly looking at her.

In the dark, his lucent eyes calmed Chen Rong down. She hid her face in his embrace, closed her eyes again, and went back to sleep.

Wang Hong reached out to stroke her long hair.

Combing his fingers through her tresses, he removed the pins and ornaments from her head.

Her long hair came spilling down, but she was still fast asleep.

He looked down at her lying on his chest, gingerly reaching out to touch her long eyelashes.

His fingers moved like a breeze, his eyes undulated like the waves.

Chen Rong roused to the sound of chirping.

Dreamily, she slowly opened her eyes.

A second, two seconds.

She blinked to clear her view.

Gradually, she sensed something strange underneath her body. She slowly tilted her head and looked up to see a remarkably handsome face only inches from her, his breathing grazing her face.

She instantaneously flushed.

She hurriedly propped herself up, wanting to sit.

Unfortunately, she felt prickling in her limbs as soon as she moved. It turned out she hadn’t changed position the entire night.

Chen Rong clenched her teeth, relaxed her limbs, and just moved her face away.

She again studied the handsome man she was lying on top of.

His eyes were closed and his breathing was faint. The dawn light revealed a few beads on frost on his silky, dark hair. On his shapely thin lips were also small beads of frost, sparkling on his stubble.

He was so radiant even in his sleep. It was as if pearls and moonlight were washing over his features, so that anyone who might give him a glance would be stunned and blinded, and be without time to enjoy the contour of his face.

Such was his handsomeness and matchless elegance.

Qilang of the Wang House in Lang’ya. Unparalleled among the most famous of them all.

And yet he had come in the middle of the night only to save her…

Chen Rong closed her eyes and crawled into his arms again.

Unconsciously, she was wreathed in smiles.

Only now did Chen Rong realize she had long been in love with him, admiringly so and deeply so… That was why when she saw him come for her, she had forgotten to ask about Old Shang. She didn’t even wonder whether he had come alone, or how he knew she was hiding in this place. Who had informed him? And what about that invitation.

When she saw him, she hadn’t the least bit of sensibility and sobriety left. She was just surprised and joyous that he had come to her rescue; she was just relieved, touched, happy, and filled with emotions…

As she thought of this, the overwhelming joy and happiness made Chen Rong, who had never experienced what it felt like to have her love returned, felt for the first time that the world could be so beautiful… How she wished time could stop – so happy was she, that she could die right there and then!

After daydreaming for a while, Chen Rong suddenly remembered that her hands and feet had fallen asleep, then what of Wang Hong who got slept on all night long?

Feeling bad, she quickly stretched her hand and endured the horrible prickling sensation to slowly move away.

Her strengthless hand caused her entire body to plop over on the side. Her shoulders crashed onto the shaft with a loud thud.

She endured the pain to rise halfway and looked toward Wang Hong. When she saw that his eyes were still closed, soundly asleep, she thought with relief: Fortunately I’ve not woken him.

She gritted her teeth, propped herself on the shaft using her other arm, and then slowly dismounted the carriage. Due to the excruciating pain, her soft white neck and forehead broke out in cold sweat.

Step by step, she struggled to walk to the front.

Chen Rong’s figure had just left the cleft when the sleeping Wang Hong opened his eyes. He slightly tilted his head and stared after her slowly moving figure before turning to her injured right shoulder.

When Chen Rong came back, she noticed his snow-white figure sitting inside the open carriage.

Upon hearing Chen Rong’s footsteps, he looked up and softly smiled.

And just like that, daylight dawned upon them, and the flowers cast their sweet perfume!

Unconsciously, Chen Rong also broke into a beatific smile. After she had bashfully stared at him, almost as a reflex, she hid her left hand that was holding a handful of wild fruits behind her.

After she had exchanged them behind her, she struggled to raise the fruits with her injured right hand and laughingly said, “Look, I’ve picked a bunch of wild fruits. These are edible; they smell heavenly, too. Do you want to try some?”

Wang Hong softly smiled. He glanced at the grape-like fruits and noticed that there were a few drops of fresh blood on them.

These fruits had apparently just been washed, drops of water still sparkling on their skin.

Wang Hong looked at Chen Rong and then slowly outstretched his right hand.

He was unhurried and elegant, but Chen Rong, whose mind was entirely on him, found that his movement appeared slightly stiff.

She walked up to him and hastily asked, “Is your arm numb?” She had slept on top of him and even her hands and feet were numb for a long time. What must he feel, then, having slept underneath her?

She stretched her uninjured left hand to him, but thought better of it and quickly switched for her right one.

Wang Hong was still smiling by the time he caressed her cheeks.

His touch swept across her face like a spring breeze.

Then, he quietly searched for her left hand and took it in his.

He looked down at the creamy hand in his palm. It was pretty and soft, and had small circular rings.

He turned to look at her index finger.

There, an inch-long cut was found. The bleeding had stopped though it was an open wound.

He slowly lowered his head.

He lowered his thin lips and gently pressed them onto her injured finger, causing her to tremble at his touch.

Wang Hong looked up.

He held her finger in his mouth, and, in the morning light, his lucent eyes were so absorbing that it made Chen Rong flustered.

The frost on his hair playfully fell onto his tall nose, another one even rolled down and sank into his lips…

Chen Rong’s face reddened.

She lowered her head and only lifted her eyes enough to timidly look at him, quietly saying: “D-don’t.”

Her voice was weak and so were her legs.

Wang Hong obediently moved his lips away.

A silvery ray drew from his departed lips to her fingertip, reflecting a myriad of colors.

Chen Rong’s legs went soft. She fell into his arms, murmuring, “Don’t, don’t…”

She didn’t know what she was trying to say.

All she knew was that Wang Hong was especially bewitching at this moment. He was especially flustering her and stirring her. His effect on her was so strong that a strange urge coursed in her loins.

Chen Rong had lived as a maiden in both lifetimes. All she really knew was that she was not herself right now. She seemed to want him to do something. She wished he would meld her into him, she wished… She didn’t dare to think more.

Wang Hong reached out to support her.

Tenderly, he looked down and concernedly asked, “Do you feel unwell, Ah Rong? Why is your face so red? Your body is feverish too.”

His eyes were too kind and caring! Translated by the ham ster master.

Though she had been a lady of boudoir confines, and had never been told of anything by anybody, she knew well enough what was causing her abnormal reaction.

Instantly, her face flushed from her ears to her neck.

She hastily turned and scooted away. Mortified with herself, she turned her back to him, lowered her head and said, “Aye, I’m feeling unwell. I might have caught a cold.”

She heard the sound of pouring liquid.

She turned her head in surprise.

She saw Wang Hong smiling – beads of frost adhering on his skin. With his head bowed, he was now filling two cups with wine.

His movements were graceful and his smile was elegant. They were the grace of the privileged and the elegance of one who did not know of life’s turmoils.

Chen Rong lifted her head and dazedly looked at him, startlingly finding that she was slowly falling deeper… If there was ever a love that could humble a woman to a speck of dust, then it was because she loved this man, she thought.

If loving Ran Min had made her feel hopeless, then loving this man was making her feel small.

Slowly, Chen Rong dropped her gaze and placed her hand on her chest.

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53 thoughts on “Mei Gongqing 101

    • It’s sad but I know what you mean, I keep fantasizing about how much happier she would be if she was the only wife of a normal man, and nobody was insanely jealous of her husband all the time, and nobody tried to poison her or pimp her off, and she be treated right 😦

      I know Wang loves her and wouldn’t hurt her but A) he’s a general so he can easily get killed off in a war and leave her helpless B) he can’t control the people around him, like jealous women and his family/clan which doesn’t allow concubines to be first wives. She would still be trapped in politics and ill will even as his wife under his protection 😦

      Wang is nice but for her ultimate happiness it would be best to get a normal family. She even knows that her choice in men is tough.

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  1. Oh dear, my heart is jumping about my rib cage like a startled bunny. Qilang coming to her rescue without a second thought, the way he comforted her, no one can deny he’s slated to be the one she ends up with. As a reader, I felt the relief and all the complex emotions she underwent at seeing wang Hong after what she endured. I loved this chapter so much. Qilang loves her, he might not know it but he does. she won’t die a virgin this life 😉 thank you hamster. I feel bad for sun Yan but the boy is still sadly, a boy. Go Qilang!

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  2. so loving. i do hope they find some normalcy together. maybe they’ll fake their deaths and be rid of their whole awful clan. with the help of sun yan. i miss the golden boy.

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  3. All this chapter I’m just going *eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee* in a high pitched voice xD

    Ah Rong’s reaction threw me off, but, I guess she’s just another normal girl, no matter how badass she is.

    Their relationship–

    FEELS

    EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

    THANK YOU SO MUCH

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  4. Ouch so sweet… Can’t stop smiling while read this chapter…in their era…it’s hard live as a woman as they need to share their husband to another woman but Qilang will have her as his only wife (that’s what I think)….

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  5. Thank you for the translations. The scene in this chapter is so sweet, it melt my heart.. Chen Rong’s bashfulness and joy make her feelings seem obvious to others. It suits perfectly with the title above. Fallen in love indeed!

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  6. It doesn’t feel right how she suddenly decided that she’s in love with WQL after he just rescued her. It feels more like she’s adopted a De Clerambault’s Syndrome or is otherwise exaggerating her feelings for him after being rescued, due to the trauma and him being the one who was there to help her.

    I feel if it had been Ran Min who helped her, she would have reacted in the same manner. I just hope she’s not imagining feelings that WQL may have towards her, since he’s a playboy.

    She might come out with the rest of her heart being broken if WQL had just been playing with her feelings this whole time, or his feelings were not genuine. *Biting my fingernails to the quick in worry for Chen Rong*

    but thanks for the update 🙂

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    • ehm… I’m quite confused here… did I miss something? in which part did it tells WQL is a playboy? so far i thought he only show affection to CR. it is true that many other ladies are eyeing him, but he never respons to them.

      and CR definitely not suddenly decided that she is in love with him. from the time they met, she already admire him. more than once she admit she feels something toward him but always denied herself, because her humble disposition and she didn’t dare to thinking someone as noble as him will take her as a wife, so she reject her own feeling.

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      • He doesn’t outright play with other women but he is obviously a flirt and encourages the attention he gets from people of the female persuasion (i.e. he never acts in a way that discourages women from gathering around him, instead letting it build up and basking in the attention)

        Anyway, most of the playboy vibes are implied more than is directly seen. Example: when he keeps harassing Chen Rong at her house, kisses her without permission, flirts with her when she’s dressed as a boy, or when he almost destroyed her reputation with the way he acted when others thought they were sleeping together. This goes overboard from teasing a crush and falls significantly under the territory of a cat (WQL) and mouse (CR) game.

        He’s a playboy in the sense that he is treating Chen Rong like a conquest since most other girls are already wrapped around his little finger.

        I hope that cleared the confusion 🙂

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    • *spoilers* Having read some parts ahead, We can see that she feels more for him than he does, He won’t appreciate her until she does something drastic and this wakes him up. I actually think ran min is a better option this time around since he treats her sincerely. I actually began hating qilang after a scene [redacted]

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      • [Redacted] That’s certainly not something to appreciate.. If it’s really like that, then just kick him far away. Fighting, Chen Rong. Don’t let him give you only false hope. I am disappointed with you, Wang Hong. Humph. But I guess since Qi Lang is the male lead.. can’t hope too much. Ok, girl. just give him some hard times then.

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  7. Thanks so much ! I was really looking forward it after chap 100 but it is even sweeter than I imagine !!!

    But why no kiss?
    WH is such a tease, I can understand why he is said to be black-belly, he must have known what she wanted but just pretended not to know and show a peerless appearance.
    Ah well this is also why I like him so much ! 🙂
    Sigh, but after this chapter, I am spoiled, I want even more sweet moments between those two!!!

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  8. thanks a lot—!
    how are you hamster—? i hope you’re still recovering well—!

    so they’ve reunited–! and as usual, he keeps his calm, doesn’t he?
    -looks up, closes eyes and sighs-
    chen rong, ah, chen rong…i only hope for your happiness….what the heart feels, it is not really a person’s choice…
    at the very least, he…he has affection for you…
    -rolls away-

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  9. Awww… As much as this chapter touched me, my heart aches that he is someone so far above that no one will allow them to simply be happy. I don’t want her to give in to be a concubine but I also don’t want her to lose the love of her life as well TT_TT
    Thank you for the sweet chapter!

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  10. Thanks for the sweet chapter. At least CR knows whom she likes. Wonder what will be in store when they reach home. Hope its not her cousin that set up the whole thing.

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  11. At last!!!! After 100 chapters of waiting patiently for the day to come when the female lead will finally get to feel a sweet moment like this, and not just experience strife and struggles all through out, it’s finally here!

    Hope her happiness bubble will not burst too soon, make this one last for at least another 50 happy chapters?haha!

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  12. Thanks for the chapter! I think in her first lifetime, WAng Hong died before she could meet him. This romance seems – possible, at least.

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  13. Thanks for the chapter!

    This chapter is so sweet and touching. I just want them to be together, loving and stress free.

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  14. The thing that I distrust about Qilang in this scene is that he clearly set her up by not letting the guard call her name before. He scared her to death before he revealed himself, knowing what she had just been through. He knew he would get further with her this way. this just seems manipulative and sneaky and doesn’t assure me that he loves her. Also, the way she has fallen is like another experience of love, intense love like she had in the past for Ran Min. Hopeless or small this kind of love–I hope it is not the end for her. If it were a modern tale i would say–Go! experience and then move on–but she doesn’t have that luxury. If she accepts him she has to follow through to the end and it may not be so happy. I keep hoping for another alternative. Although I am glad she experienced these feelings for Qilang. it is sad that she has never felt her feelings were reciprocated. At least she knows he was thinking of her. But it kills me that he has used such a situation to his own advantage.

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  15. i’d been wandering if you were on a hiatus because i haven’t seen any MGQ updates on my Reader for months
    and then i realized i had somehow accidentally unfollowed your blog……
    i’m gonna go sob in a corner and then come back to catch up with all the missed chapters T___T

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  16. Oh, the irony. I love how the MC was doomed since the first chapters. Just after being “reborn” and getting a second chance after a terrific heartbreak she falls in love at first sight with WH, lmao. Not gonna lie, the title of this chapter made me wanna spit blood.

    I feel like our MC needs to be reborn a few more times to finally, FINALLY become smarter and not fall for stunning jerks, who will end up breaking her heart. T_T’

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  17. I don’t know why but I feel like everything that is happenig in this chap is way too good to be true. I’m not really sure if WH really likes or loves her. For me it feels like any second shes going to really get hurt bec. WH feelings seems like its not true. Cant really explain it in words that good though

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  18. I LOVE IT SO MUCH! I LOVE IT! OMG! For some reason, ever since Wang Hong came to the scene, I’ve always stubbornly rooted for him! But omg omg! I still fear though some unforeseen twist would make MC go for Ran Min. Or make me change my mind! I mean, I still have some faint awareness of the husband BUT! Between him and Wang Hong, I’m really really leaning towards Wang Hong and hope Cheng Rong would get a happy cutesy ending with him on this lifetime soon! ❤

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    • Also, I’m not sure if my full comment was really cut. To be sure, I wanna say HOW GRATEFUL I REALLY AM FOR ALL YOUR GENEROUS EFFORTS AND HARD WORK IN TRANSLATING THIS DESPITE YOUR BUSY SCHED! I HOPE YOU WOULD TRANSLATE THIS ALL THE WAY. AND I’M SORRY FOR ONLY COMMENTING NOW AND EXPRESSING MY THANKS AFTER SUCH A LONG TIME. WISHING YOU ALL THE BEST IN LIFE! ❤

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