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Blossoming Flowers

COMPLETE ! She was born in the countryside where she lived her childhood together with her weak and sick brother. While she was healthy and capable of playing outside every day, he was confined to his bed, unable to make a move, listening to her tales of the world beyond the windows. One day her brother could no longer hold on to his frail life and he succumbed to a sudden virus. Unable to cope with the loss, Jiang Yingyue took over the life of her deceased brother. Starting life anew in the capital, Jiang Yingyue became Jiang Fengmian. A lonely prince charming who never got close to anyone yet somehow her life got entangled with the fate of Han Qingshan, the young master of the Han Corporation. He was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, grew up as the heir to the biggest corporation in the country and one of the biggest on an international scale. He was a sunshine boy, happy and always smiling. It was like a spring breeze flitting across the road as he came by, stealing the hearts of all women. His kindness knew no bounds, but only for her would he really care, only for her would he become a wife-protecting devil. - - - - - - - - All rights to the Cover Image belongs to me. The story was previously uploaded under the name My Life or Your Memory, but due to some issues with Amazon, it was taken down. The issues have been solved, and the story is back. Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/tinalynge Website: https://tinalynge.com/ Discord: https://discord.gg/SrWNTb9 Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/TinalyngeWebNovels/ Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/tinalyngewebnovels/

Tinalynge · Urban
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268 Chs

Letting Go

Han Qingshan looked at Jiang Yingyue and the bed, his eyes showing some surprise.

"You seem like you haven't slept for a full night," Jiang Yingyue said, her heart aching whenever she thought about how Han Qingshan was waiting for her to wake up, even forgetting to sleep.

"Are you inviting me to share a bed with you?" he asked with a grin on his face, and Jiang Yingyue blushed.

"Aren't you tired?" she asked with a meek and low voice. She dared not look at him, her cheeks were crimson as she was embarrassed, but she knew he would not do anything out of bounds as they were in the hospital.

Since that was the case, she had no scruples caring for him and reached out her hand to tug on his sleeve.

"You need sleep," she said gently.

Seeing her like this, Han Qingshan's heart softened, and he went to her side. He took his jacket off, lifted the duvet, and crawled underneath it.