Li Yuantao, a full-time expert

"You're crazy. But I love you" He said to her. ** She swore to never have anything to do with Socialites again. They were all backstabbing bastards and womanizers. She also found it difficult to believe that anyone was actually going to love her for who she truly was... Well, until Muchen came into the picture. He got attracted to her the very first time he saw her two years ago. It was the first time he saw a girl looking like a gangster. She had even beat up his cousin's bodyguards in front of him. And for the first time also, he allowed someone bully his dear cousin. After cunningly have her work for him two years later, she pretended like it was their first meeting since she didn't want her employer to see her as troublesome. 'This is going to be fun' He thought. The more he knew her, the more he got curious about her. But Sara didn't want anyone to ever find out about her past. Especially Mr Li. ** "Mr Li. I think...I know you like me and I'm kind of flattered that you do. But I... I don't like you that way" Sara tried to convince Li Muchen and herself. She had to put a boundary between them now before things become more complicated. He looked at her with an unreadable expression and took a step closer to her. "Its either you don't know it yet, or you know it but you're pretending. You do like me that way" He said in a low voice. "Mister... Mister Li. You are my employer" She tried to focus as she couldn't stand his gaze. "So should I fire you?" He asked. "I didn't say that." She panicked. "What I am saying is.. is.." She stuttered "Heya is like a sister to me. Which makes you like a brother to me" Muchen moved even closer to her and smiled. "You are getting something wrong Sara Wang. I..only have...one sister" And with that said, he covered the remaining distance between them and locked his lips with hers. It was soft, it was gentle. Sara's breath stopped. So did Muchen's. He had not actually intended to do that. Sara's stomach tightened. Her heart raced. She really couldn't process what was going on right now. He pulled away slightly to gauge her reaction. Her eyes were wide open but her focus was on his face. He smiled at her and was gradually lifting his head when he felt her soft hands which had been by her side, around his neck. He was startled when he felt her pull him back towards her. This time, She initiated the kiss. Me: Probably a sisterly kiss..lol Sara Wang is never going to be Li Muchen's sister. *** NOTE: This is a light drama. No rape or too many unclear misunderstanding. It is simple and straight to the point EXTRA NOTE: THE NOVEL IS NOW COMPLETED AND WOULD BE RE-EDITED. PLEASE BEAR WITH THE MISTAKES YOU'LL FIND! The sequel is currently ongoing so add it to your library! Hello, Mr Li: The Christmas trip. https://dynamic.webnovel.com/book/14776018406659805?utm_source=writerShare&utm_campaign=4303567347 THANKS :-) DISCLAIMER: Cover photo isn't mine. I am willing to take it down if the owner wants me to. ♡♡

"Abused and disowned by her family after she was found heavily pregnant, Ji Weixi was forced to leave her hometown with nothing to her name. She returns four years later, only to be caught in a job with Li Shaoling, her stepsister's fiancé-to-be as her boss. *** Ji Weixi was holding up a certain body part of the child and aiming it at the toilet. The tot's brow eased amidst the gushing. "Comfy…" Li Shaoling's gaze was overwhelmingly icy. "You are not allowed to touch him there!" Ji Weixi stared at him as if she was staring at an idiot. "By what right?" Li Shaoling glared at her. "You are only allowed to look at mine." "Never!!!"

Before there ever was a boy that ever lived in a cupboard on Four Privet Drive, there was a similar boy in a far worse home that lived on Spinner’s End. We all know the tale of that abused boy who grew up to become a bitter spy. But not all tales end the same for in the many parallel worlds that exist in the universe there are far better endings, and equally as many worse ones. This is a tale of one such condemned universe that for better or for worse chooses to change its own fate at through the sacrifice of the bitter spy. (All rights to the Harry Potter world and characters belong solely to J. K. Rowling. However, I do claim creative fanfiction rights. Please do not post my fanfiction elsewhere without my express permission. This work will also be partially hosted at RoyalRoad, Wattpadd, and Archive.)

The Age of Celestials has arrived. In the world where Vincent was sent into, the existence of Celestial Beings greatly stimulated the advancement of humanity. With their help, the humans started breaking out of their shackles as they exceeded the limitations of their mortal bodies. They have passed down mana cultivation techniques and various combat arts increasing their strength as they fought against the true enemies of the world… However, as Vincent was sent by his grandfather to complete a very unusual mission, he learned that these majestic Celestial Beings weren’t gods or existences out of his reach… They were actually tools or weapons that humans have been using for their own greed. More than that, he discovered the true origin of the Celestials! Hence, with the help of his System, he mounted a rebellion…

[Warning: HAREM- R-18, Profanity and Emoji's] A reincarnated man becomes Father after waking from his supposed death. After two years of being the rare stay at home dad, his wife leaves him and their daughter for her material goals. With no money, he desperately tries to find a way to feed and clothe his daughter. "I'll just be a streamer" *Ding* _____________________________________________________ Hello, this is my second original novel. I have written up to 5 novels three of which were dropped To be fair two of them were the same novel that had a slight difference. The first novel I wrote had way too many problems to count. The girl on the cover was not done by me nor do I own it either. I found it through google images and edited. If you are the owner please tell me if you'd like it taken down or be credited. The cover will change over time as I either learn digital art or pay some talented artist.

Once upon a time,........ . . . . . . . . . . . . The End.