Synopsis and Starting Chapter Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Chapter 42
Chapter 43
Chapter 44
Chapter 45
Chapter 46
Chapter 47
Chapter 48
Chapter 49
Chapter 50
Chapter 51
Chapter 52
Chapter 53
Chapter 54
Chapter 55
Chapter 56
Chapter 57
Chapter 58
Chapter 59
Chapter 60
Chapter 61
Chapter 62
Chapter 63
Chapter 64
Chapter 65
Chapter 66 - The Chaotic Opening Ceremony
Chapter 67 - Winner I
Chapter 68 - Winner Ii
Chapter 69 - Winner Iii
Chapter 70 - Designing Objects Other Than Jewelry
Chapter 71 - Needless Doubt
Chapter 72 - The Miserable Si
Chapter 73 - Moonlit Manacles
Chapter 74 - Jewelry Case
Chapter 75 - To Be A Self-Aware Hamster
Chapter 76 - The Correct Way To Use ‘A Man Of His Words’
Chapter 77 - A Special Way Of Confessing
Chapter 78 - Insomnia Is Also Contagious
Chapter 79 - The End And The Sequel
Chapter 80 - Weather Change
Chapter 81 - What It Was Like Having Split Personalities
Chapter 82 - An Unexpected Need To Break-Up
Chapter 83 - It Would Be Great If He Could Be Exposed Immediately
Chapter 84 - But It Would Be Awesome
Chapter 85 - Nannan’S Whispers (Ii)
Chapter 86 - Nannan’S Whispers (Iii)
Chapter 87 - Heart Lock
Chapter 88 - The Modelling Hamster
Chapter 89
Chapter 90 - What Goes Around Comes Around
Chapter 91 - It Was Over Just Like That
Chapter 92 - En Route
Chapter 93 - Revisiting Four Seasons Manor
Chapter 94 - How Misunderstandings Are Created
Chapter 95 - Who’S Paying For It?
Chapter 96 - Trump Card
Chapter 97 - Being Taken Advantage Of As Usual
Chapter 98 - Hacked
Chapter 99 - The Strongest Public Relations Team
Chapter 100 - A Tie-Break In Twelve Hours
Chapter 101 - Chairman Yan Plays A Game
Chapter 102 - The Wish Of A Lifetime
Chapter 103 - One Week
Chapter 104 - Battling Wits And Courage For Nothing
Chapter 105 - To Those Who Cannot Take Advice
Chapter 106 - Before Lunar New Year
Chapter 107 - There Are No What Ifs
Chapter 108 - How To Say Goodbye
Chapter 109
Chapter 110 - Omen
Chapter 111 - New Year’S Worries
Chapter 112 - New Car
Chapter 113 - Making Glutinous Rice Balls
Chapter 114
Chapter 115
Chapter 116 - The Truth Will Still Lead To Death
Chapter 117 - Mastermind
Chapter 118 - More Troubles Ensues
Chapter 119 - It Could Not Get Any Worse
Chapter 120
Chapter 121 - The Meeting Of The White Cat And Hamster I
Chapter 122 - The Meeting Of The White Cat And Hamster Ii
Chapter 123 - Discovering The Mystery Of Life
Chapter 124 - Panic
Chapter 125 - Forget It Then
Chapter 126 - (Real) Exposed
Chapter 127 - Twists And Turns I
Chapter 128 - Twists And Turns Ii
Chapter 129 - Twists And Turns Iii
Chapter 130 - The Light At The End Of The Tunnel
Chapter 131 - Wrapped In Happiness
Chapter 132 - Do You Want To Become A Flaw?
Chapter 133
Chapter 134 - Come To Yl
Chapter 135 - “Lifetime” Contract
Chapter 136 - The Hideously Adorable Design
Chapter 137
Chapter 138
Chapter 139 - The Little Tail That Was Forgotten
Chapter 140 - What Could Happen In Two Weeks
Chapter 141 - The Smitten Scoundrel Who Forgot His Friends
Chapter 142 - The Unusual Faye
Chapter 143 - Earth Day
Chapter 144 - First Attempt At Drunk Play
Chapter 145 - So It’S Okay
Chapter 146 - The World Really Is Small
Chapter 147 - The Genius’ Shortcomings
Chapter 148 - It’S Not A Confession
Chapter 149 - An Unexpected Acquaintance
Chapter 150 - Something Feels Wrong
Chapter 151 - The Man Called Yan Jin
Chapter 152 - The Ups And Downs Of The Past Two Months
Chapter 153 - Discussion
Chapter 154
Chapter 155 - Settling In
Chapter 156 - : I Already Understand
Chapter 157 - Bad Friends
Chapter 158 - The Evolved Incapable Ruler
Chapter 159 - Chairman Yan’S Mark
Chapter 160 - Holding One’S Head High
Chapter 161 - Assets That Could Not Be Given
Chapter 162 - The Person He Should Have Thanked
Chapter 163 - At Every Step
Chapter 164 - About His Elders
Chapter 165 - Improvement
Chapter 166 - Nan Wei Starts His Job
Chapter 167 - The Person In Control I
Chapter 168 - The Person In Control Ii
Chapter 169 - The Person In Control Iii
Chapter 170 - The Aftermath Of The Dismissal
Chapter 171 - The Price Of A Bowl Of Noodles
Chapter 172 - Business Trip
Chapter 173 - A Storm Approaches
Chapter 174 - Explosive News
Chapter 175 - Sense Of Security
Chapter 176 - Outside The Cubicle
Chapter 177.1 - Retribution (I)
Chapter 178 - Retribution (Ii)
Chapter 179 - Retribution (Iii)
Chapter 180 - An Unexpected Development
Chapter 181 - A Powerful Comeback (I)
Chapter 182 - A Powerful Comeback (Ii)
Chapter 183 - A Powerful Comeback (Iii)
Chapter 184 - Cancelling The Engagement And Coming Out Of The Closet
Chapter 185 - An Inescapable Past (I)
Chapter 186 - An Inescapable Past (Ii)
Chapter 187 - An Inescapable Past (Iii)
Chapter 188 - Chasing Memories
Chapter 189 - From Triumph To Sorrow (I)
Chapter 190 - From Triumph To Sorrow (Ii)
Chapter 191 - From Triumph To Sorrow (Iii)
Chapter 192 - An Unprofessional Abduction
Chapter 193 - Escape
Chapter 194 - Surveillance
Chapter 195 - Planned And Unplanned
Chapter 196 - Alice’S Insanity (I)
Chapter 197 - Alice’S Insanity (Ii)
Chapter 198 - Alice’S Insanity (Iii)
Chapter 199 - The Result Of Overlooking The News
Chapter 200 - Marriage And Honeymoon
Chapter 201 - He’Ll Be Back
Chapter 202 - The Final Week
Chapter 203 - Problems Exposed And An Appeal
Chapter 204 - Emergence Of The Dead
Chapter 205 - Post-Wedding Realizations
Chapter 206 - Chess (I)
Chapter 207 - Chess (Ii)
Chapter 208 - Chess (Iii)
Chapter 209 - Seeing Is Believing
Chapter 210 - Not Taking Visitors
Chapter 211 - Summer Springs Third Clinic
Chapter 212 - Will Never Bloom Again
Chapter 213 - Blood Type Confusion
Chapter 214 - The Gene Project
Chapter 215 - External Help
Chapter 216 - Hard To Say (I)
Chapter 217 - Hard To Say (Ii)
Chapter 218 - Hard To Say (Iii)
Chapter 219 - The Rotten Family
Chapter 220 - Finally, The End
Chapter 221 - The Life That Could Be Saved
Chapter 222 - The Cat Clan (I)
Chapter 223 - The Cat Clan (Ii)
Chapter 224(End) - Epilogue
Categories Genre: All, Completed, Romance, Shounen Ai, Slice of Life Status: Completed ______
Total Chapters in book: 224
Estimated words: 535798 (not accurate)
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Chapter Two Hundred and Eighteen: Hard to Say (III)
There are no ifs in history.
No fairy tale can last forever.
……
She sat on the swing in the middle of the garden, humming a common nursery rhyme.
The cool breeze brushing through the flowers added a rich accompaniment.
She stopped humming when she saw her little prince approaching her with a bouquet of white flowers.
See, this was her own little prince.
He was exceptional. She assumed he’d brought back another medal from school.
Where was the medal? Did he want her to guess?
It had to be in his bulging pocket.
“Come, let Mother see it.” She extended a hand happily.
The little prince hesitated to approach. He glanced at the housekeeper standing by as if to signal for help.
She couldn’t understand the meaning of that glance, so she repeated herself as gently as she could. “Come, let Mother see it.”
No one answered the little prince’s plea, so he could only take the object out from his pocket.
It was a white cockatiel.
She was a little surprised.
Because of her severe allergies, she very rarely came into contact with animals. Her gardener made sure that no nests or burrows appeared in the garden year round.
The cockatiel rested obediently in the little prince’s palm. Its beady eyes stared at her as if to express goodwill.
Her curiosity got the better of her so she beckoned for her little prince to come closer.
The little prince hesitated, but ultimately chose to hand the cockatiel to his mother.
He was too young; both his sense of danger and ability to pinpoint its source were underdeveloped. His knowledge from books didn’t quite translate well to this real-world situation. They didn’t tell him how to distinguish people who had already lost their humanity.
This would be the last time he believed in those children’s fairy tales.
From that day onwards, he would never again don his princely robes and jewelry chains. He would be set firmly in reality, never to return to the fairy tale.
She took the cockatiel and for the first time felt the magical sensations of live, warm feathers against her hand.
A warm smile as gentle as a spring breeze appeared.
The little prince began to tell his story of how he’d found the cockatiel.
How he’d almost been discovered hiding the cockatiel in his art class.
How he’d spent the entire lunch break finding an empty place and feeding the cockatiel. Time had flown by so fast!
How the cockatiel had presented him with a large caterpillar as thanks.
The little prince’s story-telling was very lifelike, and she listened keenly with great pleasure.
Although her little prince had broken many school rules, she didn’t immediately raise the issue. She understood that this wasn’t a good time to do that. After this was all over, she planned to go over which rules he had to abide by and which boundaries he shouldn’t cross.
However, she currently was a doting mother hanging onto her child’s every word. Every accomplishment by her little prince gave her further vicarious pleasure.
Suddenly, a strange noise broke through the picturesque scene.
It was a servant screaming, “Madam!” with a hand over her mouth.
She saw the servant quickly being escorted away by others. She saw her housekeeper wanted to say something but didn’t dare approach.
She suddenly felt something was off.
She slowly began to feel a stinging and itching sensation. Her gaze fell on the bird in her hand.
Red hives began spreading quickly across her now-pale arm like ants. Her veins swelled and became clearly visible on the surface of the skin, and her wrist bloated up like a balloon.
Don’t worry, they’re just allergies. It’ll get better quickly.
That was what she wanted to tell the little prince, but for some reason, her sluggish brain couldn’t send the words to her mouth.
A spike of pain brought a moment of clarity. She heard her little prince stammering something she couldn’t understand.
“Mom, don’t!”
Don’t do what?
She didn’t know.
The cockatiel let out a squawk of protest from the tightening grip. The cockatiel’s gentle beak arched back for leverage, then struck forward at her hand.
Owwww!
Her howling and the cockatiel’s screeching mixed together sounding like the cacophony of a food market.
The sounds of flowing spring water retreated, as did the spring breeze, the white flowers, and—
—This dream.
She saw herself reflected in the bird’s beady eyes.
There was no swing, no garden, no spring water. They’d all been blown away by the spring breeze.
There were only the unpleasantly white walls of the hospital.
The smell of disinfectant pervaded every corner. Fluid dripped steadily from the IV bag. Medical personnel and family servants argued endlessly. She didn’t know what they were saying.
She lay on the wheelchair without any makeup. She looked like an old woman from her gloomy pale skin to her spiritless eyes.
No, this couldn’t be her.
She shook her head.
How could she look like this?
Where was her empress robe?
How could she be so disabled to be confined to a wheelchair?
Where had her throne gone?
Her distinguished family, her loving husband, her outstanding little prince, why had they all abandoned her to this ice-cold place?
Where did her little prince go?
She indifferently shook off the confused boy hugging her.
That wasn’t her little prince.
That was a freak.
Blood dripped down her slim fingers from the pecking. The extreme pain gradually turned to anger.
Suddenly, she felt that the world was clear to her.
Freak.
Freak.
Freak.
Her sharp laughter was like the scream of a deranged ghoul.
Her torn fingernails slashed across the little prince’s face.
The cockatiel’s plumage was dyed red with fresh blood, reminding her of a twisted infant.
It was the same twisted infant who had peacefully slept in her belly, separated from her by just a few layers of skin and fat. She had sung a lullaby full of love for the infant.
Why?
Why had she been treated this way?
What had she done wrong? Why were the heavens punishing her with a freak for a child?
Freak! She had given birth to a freak, so she too was a freak. Only freaks could give birth to freaks.
Die, freaks, die! They should all die!
Her frenzied eyes found the small animal in her hand. She lifted her hand and screamed.
Freaks! They were all freaks! Die!
However much love she’d felt for the child she’d worked so hard to conceive, she now felt that same amount of hatred towards the monstrous freak.
And towards that lie of a marriage.
She lifted the ball of feathers up high.
The little prince’s heart also leapt up into the air.
The little prince seemed to have abandoned all hope. His sorrow was at its peak, but he didn’t shed a tear.
He opened his eyes wide to remember the cockatiel before the final moment came.
A splatter of blood hit his face. Its droplets rolled down his cheeks.
His despair was reflected in his eyes. He never had the ability to forget this memory.
He heard a lamentation like birdsong at dawn.
Melancholy.
……
“In the end, the entire Gene Project was declared a failure. The He Family knows the reason, but I can’t get involved there. There’s a problematic set of twins guarding this knowledge. The Nan Family was indeed responsible for Du Yirou’s surgery. Unfortunately, in spite of all their hard work to take down the Du Family, they raised an even more fearsome enemy.”
Liu Ye had finally arrived at the end of the Gene Project after over an hour of talking. When he finally paused, he realized how parched his throat was. However, he continued, “That explains the issue of the blood type mismatch. When Du Yirou learned of the Gene Project, she experienced all kinds of hallucinations and finally succumbed to mental illness. To protect their own reputation, the Yan Family declared she had passed away from illness, and—”
“—If it was for the Yan Family’s reputation, they would have actually killed her. Leaving her alive only poses dangers for them,” Nan Qi interrupted with his head low and his fingers clasped tightly together.
“… That’s because of Yan Jin.” Liu Ye took a deep breath, and then continued as if he hadn’t been interrupted. “I’ve already found Du Yirou’s patient admission record. You’re the doctor, so you should understand better than me what the record means. Make sure this information stays here; there’ll be a lot of trouble if this is leaked. Anything related to yourself you can manage, but it’s still probably safer that you delete it after you’re done reading it.”
Liu Ye began heading out of the room. At the door, he added softly, “Leave the laptop there after you’re done with it. I’m going to sleep; I still need to see Yan Jin in the morning.”
Nan Qi’s faint assent went unheard.
Only Nan Qi now remained in the enormous room.
He skimmed over the screen a few times, then slammed the laptop shut.
There was a muted thud as the display snapped shut onto the keyboard.
Liu Ye would have been outraged if he were still there.
Fortunately, he’d left the emotionally charged room muddled in his disorganized thoughts, dying for sleep. Nan Qi was left to his own devices to brood and vent.
The Gene Project was the Nan Family’s last chip to play.
Nan Xu had been certain Yan Jin wouldn’t tell him about this. He’d predicted that Yan Jin would rather admit to desiring the Du Family’s wealth.
Clearly, they themselves were the ones that wanted the Du Family’s wealth.
That was why they had ruined the Du Family’s youngest daughter without a qualm. They didn’t care that she was their young master’s Aunty.
In their eyes, life was fleeting while riches were forever.
Nan Qi finally understood how he and Yan Jin had become friends so quickly in spite of both of their prideful arrogance in youth.
It was neither coincidence nor fate. It had all been planned.
The Yan Family had struck a “deal” with Yan Jin. They agreed to spare Du Yirou’s life.
In exchange, the son they had abandoned would help them establish good relations with the Nan Family’s outstanding successor.
Could this even be considered a trade?
Sometimes childhood friendships were even more reliable than business marriages.
The young prince had no other cards he could bargain with. He could only comply with his family’s arrangements.
The only thing the young prince had been able to get in return was that run-down asylum.
That year… Yan Jin had only been eight years old.
Clutching his head, Nan Qi closed his eyes and let out a low howl.
It was the howl of a beast at the end of its rope.
Total Chapters in book: 224
Estimated words: 535798 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 2679(@200wpm)___ 2143(@250wpm)___ 1786(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 535798 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 2679(@200wpm)___ 2143(@250wpm)___ 1786(@300wpm)
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