A collection of cases. 

I don't care if you noticed.

I don't even care if you read. 

No need to care for something that will stop to exist. 

Out of sight, Out of mind.

The half- human, half- vampire 18 year old daughter of the legendary vampire famously known as Count Dracula finally woke up after a spell that put her to sleep for over 800 years... in modern day Paris! 

With her ally and companion Ash the Witch on her side, they will face the new strange world ruled by fashion, travels, social media and of course... selfies! 

They also need to find Vivi’s long lost mother, the Countess who swore that they will be reunited after their tragic separation way back in the 14th Centuries... 

Let’s join her on her adventures as she finds more than what she was looking for with some help from high fashion designer items, GPS, Instagram and Vogue magazines! 

Ohh... let’s not also forget some cute boys along the way! 

Is she going to eat them or kiss them?

   
    "Hey, give me a copy of the morning newspaper. Huh? Is that a new magazine? A copy of VOGUE too." 
    "I’ll take that VOGUE!"
    An office worker threw 15 yuan in the box and grabbed the last VOGUE without hesitation before hurrying away. 
    The white-collar worker stared at the empty shelf in shock. Her magazine had been taken away. 
    "Do you have one more copy?" she asked the stallholder.
    Lao Zhang's face was as wrinkled as a blooming chrysanthemum. "Don't worry, I’ll keep one for you in the evening."
    "Okay, don’t forget. I’ll drop by at six o’clock. I want the VOGUE with the black-and-white cover."
    "No problem!" Lao Zhang promised. 
    He unconsciously glanced at his watch. It was just half past eight. If the delivery was on time, it would catch the end of morning peak time. 
    He called Wang Xiaor.
    "The number you are dialing is busy now, please call again later..."
    "Hello, Mr. Zhang?" Wang Xiaor answered. His phone was hot. "Do you want more copies? How many? Okay, wait for me."
    "No, I don't know how much stock there is. I wouldn’t lie to you. We all like money. Just wait for my call." 
    Wang Xiaor hung up. His five newsstands were all out of stock. He received an extra 100 orders that day. That new magazine was selling like hot bread!
    I should have been aware of this situation. Other colleagues must be experiencing the same problem. I have to hurry and find Brother Pipe.
    It was silent inside the VOGUE headquarters. The assistant looked at the clock on the wall. It was 8:40. Morning peak time would end in one hour and 20 minutes.
    The phones on the table were ringing one after the other.
    "Hello? Yes, this is the Distributing Department. Okay, an extra 12,000 copies. No problem!" 
    "Hello, 6,000 for today and 50,000 for tomorrow. Okay!" 
    They answered the phones in a muddle. In two minutes, the statistics were on the desk of the director. The total tally was 17,000.
    SH: 21,000
    TJ: 8,000
    GZ: 12,000
    ...….
    The statistics from 10 cities came out before the sales peak time. The amount reached 80,000 on the first day. 
    Qu Xuemei made several calls. The machines in the printing factories started running again. In one day, 70% of the stock had been sold out. She was expecting the final sales volume during the first week. 
    No one would stand in her way. Everyone was in awe of her foreseeing abilities. She was a charismatic leader in their eyes. 
    The total sales volume on the first day was 170,000, which was equal to ELLE’s sales volume.
    Looking at the ELLE building and its neon lights across the street, Qu smiled imperceptibly. This was only the beginning. The bold always had the last laugh. 
    In time, the sales volume gradually fell down. After the first golden week, it was not worth mentioning anymore. 
    An analysis of VOGUE appeared on their competitors’ desks. 
    Its sales volume was 1.7 times higher than ELLE’s and 1.3 times higher than Rayli’s. VOGUE was the champion of the month. 
    This was the first time this had ever happened in China. Forcing a smile, Yin Yan threw the report into her paper shredder. As she watched the paper stripes fall in the dustbin, she felt something bitter in her mouth, as if she’d just drunk a cup of espresso without sugar.
    There was a chance in front of me, but I didn’t take it. If I could start over, I would have shouted at Qu Xuemei, "Leave him to me! Leave Qin Guan to me!" 
    Nearly all the advertising departments of the best brands, including watches, accessories, bags, shoes, etc, had received VOGUE’s statistics. 
    Satisfied with the surprising numbers, they had drawn a circle around VOGUE.
    On the party for the final editing of "Graceful Princess", Fang Pingping flipped through the latest VOGUE absent-mindedly. She showed the cover to her agent unhappily.
    "I want to be VOGUE’s cover girl."
    "Impossible!"
    "Why? Qin Guan is on the cover." 
    "This is the Asian version, not the original one."
    "That's okay!" 
    Her agent licked her lips awkwardly. "VOGUE has exceptional taste. Their tradition is to invite famous models to be on their covers. I guess it's possible for Chinese actresses to be cover girls, but you are not that famous."
    Fang Pingping got angry. "Which actress would be qualified enough? Tell me!" 
     "Zhang Manyu!"
    "She’s nothing special! She just debuted earlier, that’s why she’s more popular! If I could get a good script, I’d be more famous too!"
    Fang Pingping stared at the aesthetic cover photo. If I could be a cover girl, I’d be as pretty and dazzling as Qin Guan! 
    Reality was cruel though. Luck did not always favor people.
    In one week, the resumes of models from various agencies were piled on Qu's desk.
    Most of them were willing to take a shot for free. Qu stared proudy at Qin Guan’s cover photo, which was hanging on the wall. It had been expanded several times. She caressed his sexy jaw.
    He is my fastest horse...
    Those battles didn't influence Qin Guan, who was carrying two boxes of beer home from the nearest supermarket. 


Qin Guan was reborn and sent back to his final semester in High School 18 years ago. Getting a second chance at life, he works hard to turn things around and eventually become a Prince Charming. What will his life be like the second time around? What will he have to go through? How will he succeed in turning from a loser into a Prince Charming? Read this story carefully and find out!

Its been 5 years since the the "Bad fives"were together,they all had to get their lives sorted out,find love,make money,spend money,finish college and waste their lives. Tiffany Spencer,Charlie Butler,Luna Roberts,Janet shakesman and Kendall Bryan. They were called the "Bad fives"because they ruled high school,they were baddies,fashionable and came from wealthy homes. Their bad leader Tiffany Spencer brought them together since 8th grade and had become inseparable, even with the different college they still remained best friends. Well the last five years has been different for Tiffany,as she had to reduce her baddie behaviours,take her three year college education at University of Westminster,made bad money through her magazine company "savage" had a mansion with thirteen room,and also a lot of cars. She could say she was doing pretty good but she not sure about the others.
'They should be doing great also' she thought because they all had successful parents. Daughter of a single mom,charlie grew up in a wealthy but also decent,she claims she never had a father but we all knew that her dad died,maybe a painful death to painful to talk about,but we never argued with her response,she was fragile and such a cry baby so we did our best not to even bring up the topic. Her mom works at "Vogue"like the vogue vogue magazine,those days we used charlie a lot to hang out at vogue,she never seem to feel the hype of going to vogue,she considered it to a like any normal place. She also felt the same way when her face was cover of teen vogue,she still didn't get the hype. All her mom wanted was for her to grow up to be independent just like her,well seeing her through high school i think she will do just fine.
Luna,Janet and Kendall's parents all work in the same organization "Walmart" they all own empires,estates,damn,they are crazy rich!as for me my mother is a story writer and my dad was an architect
And they are super successful they work for big organization.
Charlie and i always considered ourselves different because of our age,now charlie and i are 20 years old while the others were 22. That's all about us.

Played by a boy,charlie and her girlfriends seek revenge,and ruin his life.

'Fuck it! They got me good this time.' Christina swore a little more, and this time she didn't even bother with giving the representatives from Vogue a false smile.
The new year was already an hour old, but any opportunity to see Ulf vanished several hours earlier, when she boarded a helicopter for a flight to a domestic airport where a private jet waited to take them as close to Kyoto as possible.
Another short flight with helicopter later, and an even shorter drive in a gaudy limousine, she arrived at some shrine where her celebrating hatsumode turned into a monkey show with her entering and exiting a freezing tent to change clothes over and over again.
The exhausting shoot took over two hours, and when it was finished she was dragged inside to play the exotic and awestruck foreigner visiting a shrine for a New Year's celebration Japanese style.
They even took her phone away, so she hadn't been able to tell Ulf that she wouldn't show up. He'd forgive her when she explained, Christina knew that, but right now he was probably angry and sullen.
'And they'll just keep going. How did I end up in this shit?' Winter term would come as a liberator a week down the line, but until then she was tied up with shoots every day.
To make things worse she didn't have Dai, her personal photographer, with her. He was still tied up by his contract with her old employer. 'Damn arseholes! They sold me like cattle.' Christina grimaced. She hardly had any right to complain about that part. After all it was she who had forced the issue. She just hadn't been prepared for them to play her just as well as she had played them.
More or less without thinking she went from pose to pose, each kept to a minimum. It should show she was aware of the camera, but nothing more. It took all her experience from being a super model to make it look like she was chatting with her best friend, who just happened to have a camera instead of a face.
'This is my golden prison.'
That she was a golden opportunity for Vogue went without question. The number of sixteen year old models with fifteen years experience from modelling was exactly one. Add twenty year's worth of experience from designing and marketing global fashion, and you had a monstrosity that had no right to exist. 'But I wonder who's the real monster. You or me?' Thinking of Ulf made her heart hurt, but the question remained. Sometimes she fantasised about Ulf wanting to change the destiny of an entire nation, and sometimes she wondered if she had fantasised in the first place.
'I hate this!' Christina resolved to give Ulf a call first thing in the morning. After that she had to call the Wakayamas, the older version of them. Either parent would work. Her legal guardian had sold her out, because she doubted Vogue would have dared to fly her from Tokyo to Kyoto for an overnight stay without the written consent of the old hag.
'Maybe I should ring Ulf's Amaya as well.' Ulf's thirty year old guardian was one of the few persons who could shut Christina up with a single glare. Christina had the utmost respect for anyone who could, and she admired the woman more than she wanted to admit. 
Besides, Ulf's guardian knew how to pull strings. The débâcle with Vogue's security detail during Christmas had proven that.
While the camera crew switched positions and waited for lightning to change, Christina looked sideways and sent an apologetic shrug to her right. 'My bad. I got you caught up in this as well.'
Nao shrugged back and closed the distance between them.
"I know what you're thinking. I don't mind, the way you do."
A mug of almost hot tea materialised in her left hand and Christina sipped it before answering. "What about Noriko?"
There was a smile on Nao's face that Christina didn't entirely like. One that she would have loved twenty years ago.
"This is the best career chance I'll ever get, but I'll tell Noriko I was forced to. With your New Year's celebration down the drain as well she'll believe me," he said and confirmed that he was indeed fully devoted to a modelling career.
'Careful kiddo, it'll cost you.' But then maybe he didn't care all that much. "Why did you confess to Noriko if you're going to lie to her about this?"
"Are you going to tell on me?" Nao asked instead of answering Christina's question.
She drank some more of the tea, which had cooled considerably, and slid into a new pose just in case someone was shooting.
"No, I'm not," Christina said after she had swallowed the by now lukewarm drink. "Still want you to answer my question though."
Nao climbed a peg or two in Christina's opinion when she saw him giving that answer a good thought. At least he was going to be honest about it.
With both hands combing through his hair, and destroying over fifteen minutes of work for some poor sod at make-up, he sucked at his lips before meeting Christina's gaze.
"I like her," he said. "I really do, and I did back then as well, but it's not like I plan to marry or anything."
"Go on," Christina nudged.
"Noriko's like super smart, and I'm not. After I graduate we'll break up one way or another. I'm good at modelling and she'll be good at whatever university brings her."
'Well, there's that. Fair enough. He's just a lot more grown up than I gave him credit for.' Reassured that Nao wasn't just another good looking arsehole Christina smiled at him and nodded. "You don't have to lie about it, you know. I think she knows."
"That's what I'm afraid of," he answered with a sheepish grin. "I don't want to lose her just yet."
'Ah, maybe I should worry about Noriko after all.'

If you were transported from this world to another almost identical.

If you were transported from your life to your teenage self.

If you had to restart your life again.

Would you, or would you cling to your memories?


Tags: Japan, Sweden, Tokyo, comedy, drama, high school, Academy, Slice of Life, romcom

This is a Japanese manga/anime -style slice of life high school romance with a splash of sci-fi. In this kind of romance friendship plays a big role compared to your standard western romance. Ensemble cast, so if you only want one main character this is not for you.

"It had been a lonely time at Harvard before that, and well into his second year of graduate school he was resigned to more of the same. He didn't want what the others wanted. He didn't want Radcliffe or Vassar or Wellesley in bed with him. He had known too many of those girls during his undergraduate days, and for Michael there was always something missing. He wanted something more. Texture, substance, soul. He had solved the problem for himself very nicely the summer before, with an affair with one of his mother's friends. Not that his mother had known. But it had been fun. She was a damned attractive woman in her late thirties, years younger than his mother, of course, and she was an editor at Vogue. But that had been merely sport. For both of them. Nancy was different.
He had known from the first moment he had seen her in the Boston gallery that showed her paintings. There was a haunting loneliness about her country-sides, a solitary tenderness about her people that filled him with compassion and made him want to reach out to them and to the artist who painted them. She had[…]"

(Quincy's POV)
Seraphina and I decided to stay at my apartment for dinner. She collapsed her whole body on the couch when we arrived from the granny-lunch-turned-family-investigation event. I sat next to her taking a strand of her silky black hair and wrapping it playfully around my index finger.
"It wasn't that bad," I said with no hint of truth.
"You must have been a priest in your past life," she replied as she choked out a laugh.
"Well, I'm glad it's over. Now we have the whole day to ourselves" I tried my best to pacify my little darling.

Lunch time... 2:25pm
For the first 30minutes, the elders got along well like long-lost friends. Seraphina and I were looking over the menu for what to order. We had to take everyone's health and preferences into consideration. 
After much debate, we got skinless chicken tenders, house salads, chicken soup, garlic bread, shrimp, beef, and vegetable dumplings.
Cafe B wasn't a regular coffee shop. It was a food cafe that served coffee on the side. Business genuis!
Once food was served, I suddenly found myself in the spotlight. Whatever happened to 'we don't talk when we eat' policy?

Grandpa Jenkins: So what do you do boy? 'He asked as he picked a piece of tender into his plate.'
Quincy: IT and software development. 
Grandpa Jacob: Another science geek I see. I bet that was one selling point Summer fell for.
Quincy: Hahaha. I put all of me out there for her to see.
Grandpa James: She picked well. I can tell you're a promising young man.
Grandma Jenkins: Of course he is. His face value is already enough to sweep my old self off my feet.

Grandma Davis: Seraphina dear, you grew up well.
Grandpa Davis: So pretty and calm. Way better than that silly boy
Seraphina: Thank you grandma and grandpa Davis
Grandpa Davis: Just call me grandpa. You're already my granddaughter. 
Seraphina: Yes, grandpa
Laura: I never knew you could be this obedient Seraphina. I'll need to borrow uncle whenever I want you to do things for me.
The table was filled with endless chatter and laughter.

Paul: Will your parents be coming to this side of town?
Quincy: Yes sir. My dad retired and my mom got a job as a science professor at University of Z. They'll be moving back next week along with my sister.
Paul: That's good. How old is she?
Quincy: Queen is 15 and adorable 
Grandpa Jenkins: I remember when Flora was 15. What a wild child
Grandpa James: I agree
Quincy: I have to say I agree too, 'I shivered when I recalled Flora's stare down at the bar yesterday'.

Laura: We should have lunch again when Quincy's parents are back in town.
Grandma Jenkins: Yes. Our brats should also be in attendance 
Grandma James: Let's set the date after Claudia gets hitched. I bet she's somewhere having a meltdown over wedding choices.
Seraphina: I just hope her scissors aren't above a customer's head during the meltdown. Hahaha 
Grandpa Davis: Hahaha. That'd be the customer's badluck
Grandma Davis: Bald is in vogue now
Seraphina: It sure is.

From probing to gossip to advising, all the way back to gossip and more probing, the lunch finally came to an end around 4:30pm.
Satisfied with Quincy and the gossips they squeezed out of him, the elders returned with their bellies filled and huge smiles on their faces.

"Quincy"
"Yes darling"
"I'm not yours yet"
"You were mine the moment I laid eyes on you"
"Quincy"
"Yes darling"
"You're too old"
"I heard older guys are spicier. The spicier, the better. I wouldn't say old, I'd say mature"
"Quincy, go home"
Quincy Davis shamelessly claimed Seraphina Jacob as his. He liked her at first sight, but he fell for her at the first "hello". 

"Sera"
"Yes Quincy?"
"My eyes are up here"
"Oh My. I prefer the two dangling eyes between your thighs. The nose in between is saying hello to me. Hi little Quincy. Let's get to know each other well in the future"
"Sera, eyes up here not down there"
Seraphina Jacob shamelessly claimed Quincy Davis as hers. She liked him at first "naked" sight, but fell for him at the first "kiss".

This is a fluttering story about Quincy and Seraphina, and how their love blossomed in the Summer.

Updates at least 2 chapters a day. Currently updates 5-6 chapters per day.

Cover photo is from Niña on Pinterest titled "The time that you know the love will never end."(https://www.pinterest.com/pin/784189353842863640/)

That day, after dinner and a few moments of mother-daughter quality time, I said my good-night and went up to my room. I hesitated for a moment outside my door. But when I finally opened it, I found there had been no reason to fear.

He wasn't there and everything else was in its rightful place. For a moment I'd considered the possibility that the effects of his Magic might have worn off during the day and that, when I returned home, I'd find everything in pieces again.

My gaze fell upon the heavy book and anger took over me, but I immediately censured my childishness. That pile of paper wasn't to blame for my idiotic decision. And a bright idea crossed my mind, which made me grab the book and open it on the first page.

I'd start there, I decided. If a spell from that book had set him free, then maybe the book contained the Magic formula that would imprison him again!

I read the book all through the night and Saturday morning, only putting it down to have some breakfast. I went back to my readings until lunchtime and, in the afternoon, Rachel and I went to the supermarket. I returned to its yellowish pages after dinner and was past five in the morning when I finally finished it, completely frustrated for not having found a single thing that might help me.

The book said nothing about how to Seal evoked creatures. In fact, if I understood correctly, the book's author seemed to find the idea of anything materializing itself during a ritual utterly impossible, since the recipes on its pages worked solely with energetic and spiritual entities. As it was, there was no need to include spells to expel or cast away such beings back to their original dimensions.

I sighed, putting the book back on its shelf, and fell on the bed, falling asleep without even noticing.

The rest of the weekend went by in a rush. My research on mythical creatures and Magic Spells progressed on the Internet, and it didn't take me long to understand that subjects like Magic and the Occult were in vogue everywhere. There were dozens of sites about the stuff, and they all said totally different things. Some even more absurd than some of the recipes included on my heavy book.

Still, and although I spent those few days under an absurd tension, waiting to see him appear out of thin air at any time, looking for him on every tree branch I passed by almost like a mad person, he didn't return.

What would you do if in this world there was a Magic Spell able to make the one you love love you in return? And what would you do if,suddenly, what began as a joke, a mere expression of a hidden desire,awoke a dangerous and cruel creature determined to make you bend to his will?

Mariane is a simple and introverted Human girl.

Gabriel is a powerful Deiwos used to always get what he wants.

And how can these two different existences, originated from such different worlds, ever hope to learn to live together, communicate and, who knows, even understand each other ...?

The doctor had told him that his ankle should recover in about two to three weeks. The injury had been mild, and people recovered at different rates. For the one week he had been living at the apartment, he was pleased that Zhi Xun had been working remotely to take care of him at home. As she wasn't much of a cook, she had ordered takeout for their everyday meals, and he had probably put on a few kilogrammes.
(One week ago)
He still needed to bring in some income for his wedding plans despite his injury, and so he needed his laptop. Zhi Xun had scrutinised his face for a few minutes before hesitantly taking out a bag containing a laptop. "Here you go."
When he opened the bag, he was startled to realise it had been the laptop he had gifted her shortly after rescuing her from the fire. The moment she left the room, he preoccupied himself with browsing the folders in the laptop. The digital photos they had taken of their couple photographs and selfies were still intact. There had been a few Word files containing the raw text that she had used to paste her journal entries which synced across her devices.
"100 days.. Where are you? What have I done wrong?"
"I went to the condo.. but security said you went on a vacation.. why did you leave me alone? When are you coming back?"
"I called Ayin.. She couldn't answer me.. what happened to us?"
"My bag was stolen..I was almost taken advantage of by strangers.. I wished it was you who saved me and not that man.."
He rubbed his eyes and tried to focus on their current relationship. He had hurt her so much, and he would never allow her to be sad again. If his ankle had not been sprained, he would have ran to her and embraced her with all the strength he had.
.......................................
"Good morning," he said, peering into the beautiful eyes of his sleeping partner, who had just woken up to the melodious chirping of the birds outside their window. Her chest was pressed against his in an embrace. "Good morning, you," she responded with a yawn. It was adorable, and he would miss her once she returned to work.
"When are you going back to work?"
She gave him a little sneer. "Su Vogue won't die with the little personal leave I am taking. After all, I get to clear my annual leave."
"Aha," he laughed. "Don't forget that you spent two weeks in Bangkok with me. How many vacation days do you have, by the way?"
"Maybe thirty?" she replied. "Or forty. I don't remember, after all the lazy days I have taken this year."
He smiled. "Why are you up so early, then?"
"Ayin will come over to see me," she said. "Originally, we had planned on hanging out at a café, but since your ankle is injured, I can't just leave you at home, can I?"
"Okay," he said. "Let me know if there's anything she needs."
"I'm sure she's doing well. She's interning for Su Amore now. In a few months, she will graduate in fashion design."
"Oh. Is that why you are meeting her, to talk about her future plans?"
"We usually do a casual hangout from time to time. She hasn't much friends, just that boy."
"The boy? Fang Qi?"
"Yes, they're steady now. They've already been together for the last few years."
"I'm glad for her," he replied. He watched her pull herself up from the bed, then his eyes followed her delicious nude figure as she moved to the bathroom to take a brisk shower and then dress in her home clothes. All this she confidently did it in front of him. He felt his member stiffen. It was always her, who had this power over him.
She walked towards him and climbed back into his arms, the fragrance of her body from her shower filling the air. He could see the outline of her breasts under the loose cotton tee she was wearing. As he expected, she hadn't bothered to wear a bra. Without thinking, he lifted up the bottom of her tee and began drawing circles over her chest. She squirmed. "What are you doing?" she looked a little furious, but succumbed to the passion of his touches. "Having my self-service breakfast because you didn't feed me," he said with a laugh. Greedily he feasted on her buns, stimulating her with his tongue. She didn't stop him as he took her on his lap and pulled her shorts down to her ankles. "Ayin will be here any moment.." she stammered as he gently played with her opening. Without warning, he penetrated her cavity with his fingers and wetted her thoroughly. "I want it," she finally said, and let out a loud moan as he entered her and rammed her continuously. Her moans were loud and sensual, invigorating him with the sexiness of her voice He felt her climax, and then a shrill sound broke out. It was the buzz of the doorbell!
It rang a few more times, before he pulled out and released into a handy cotton towel nearby the bed. She heard Ayin call her name, and quickly pulled on her shorts, before rushing to the door and opening it immediately.
Tian Yin looked a little impatient waiting in the heat for her to open the door. She took her place to sit on the sofa, dressed in a tube and summer shorts. "So, how was breakfast?" she asked straightforwardly.
"Breakfast? I haven't had breakfast," Zhi Xun faked a smile.
"I heard everything," she said. "You have a man, don't you?"
"Er... Yeah." Zhi Xun didn't deny Tian Yin's statement. In fact, the apartment wasn't soundproof, and she hadn't bothered to close the door of her bedroom since she had been only resident in her five-room apartment. Her moaning earlier had been so loud, that she felt embarrassed in front of Tian Yin.
"How long has it been?" Tian Yin asked. "Not that I want to judge, after all it's the twenty-first century. I can't really say anything about it. I'm just curious.. Since it's been 3 years and you never did mention about having anyone."
"We aren't in an actual relationship," she said.
"Is he a special friend?" Tian Yin asked curiously.
"You can say that," Zhi Xun said. "You really won't judge?"
"How can I ever?" she laughed. "Actually, me and Fang Qi... We started this way.." She blushed.
"You're a great friend, Ayin." She didn't want to tell Tian Yin ahead of time as to who the man was just yet, till their relationship was confirmed. Time would tell.
"So tell me, has the relationship been exciting so far?" Tian Yin asked. "Does he treat you well?"
"He's a great guy. Do you mind if I take him along next week?" Zhi Xun asked.
"Definitely not." Tian Yin smiled and they shared a hug. "I'm so glad for you."
They enjoyed chit-chatting for about a few hours, before Tian Yin had to leave for work.
By the next week, Tian Yu's ankle had healed well and no longer needed crutches for his mobility.Zhi Xun stood by her decision to take him to the engagement party as her partner. She made up her mind to tell Tian Yu, as he deserved to know.
As he stood in his masculine elegance before the standing mirror straightening his tuxedo, she told him the truth about the engagement party that they were going to attend, and she saw him clench his fists for a few minutes, before calming himself.
"I'll keep my composure, for your sake. Do you think, that he is a good man for Ayin?"
"Definitely he is. She told me a lot about him. After all, they have been close friends for such a long time. She doesn't have many friends, so he is so important to her."
"I guess I'll take your words for it," he said, taking her hand in his.
"Are you ready?" she asked. He nodded. He was glad that she had let him know what was their agenda before bringing him to the event directly.
The ballroom was grand, and most of the guests were renowned individuals from the elite community and friends and associates of Fang Qi's diplomatic parents. Who would ever think that the once-playboy was from such an aristocratic family, and that he'd love her so deeply? Zhi Xun smiled happily as she walked, arm in arm with Tian Yu. He was her date for the day, as she teased. He retorted that she would not have any other dates as long as he was around, and she giggled.
When they strode into the ballroom, all eyes were on them due to Zhi Xun's celebrity-like status. Since the incident in Su Vogue where she had been seen leaving with a man in a technician's uniform, tongues had been left wagging, hearts had been broken but above all, souls had been left curious to whom the man in her heart was, since no man was able to acquire her attention or feelings for the last few years that she was declared single. Her boss had been ruled out some time back, although at one point he was rumoured to be involved with her, but the rumours were later uncovered to be false as the photographs of them together appeared to be photoshopped.
"He looks compatible with her. I wonder who he is?" a man said to his friend.
"If I were her, I would want him for myself, too," a girl said.
"I suppose Adobe will be broken hearted now his idol is already taken."
Tian Yu glanced at Zhi Xun, hearing the gossip about them. He felt uncomfortable basically because of the fact they weren't official and he was a nobody compared to her. But since he was there to accompany her and keep her happy, he couldn't beg for a better chance to be with her. So he swallowed down his pride and bore with the gossipmongers' comments. Why was she so popular and desirable in the eyes of others? He couldn't help but feel jealous that many men had idolised and liked her while she was in the limelight.
On the other hand, Zhi Xun was jealous of the public attention that Tian Yu was getting in the crowd. When she was getting some drinks and a female associated tried to make contact with Tian Yu, she sarcastically responded to the woman's advances, "Sorry but this man is mine. You can have another one from the crowd."
She pulled him away and into a corner away from public eyes, and he said, "That was a little mean. She was just socialising."
She pushed him against the wall and hissed at him, "Nobody touches my man. She's lucky she got away with just a sarcastic remark."
He was stronger, and he twirled her around easily and in a flash, he was the one pressing her against the wall, "What about all those men idolising you? I'm sure they have something to say about your desirability." He seemed a little angry, and she would answer for that.
She leaned her face closer to him and crashed her lips against his, without a care for the thought that someone might be watching them. It would be even better if someone was watching, she thought. The women should keep their filthy hands off what is mine.
He broke the kiss gently and told her, "I thought you don't like public attention."
"This is called public display of affection," she said.
"Aren't we discreet lovers?" he teased her. "You said so yourself." She fell speechless. Had jealousy just drove her to do something that was against her own words?
She was suddenly distracted by the voices of a man and woman squabbling, and they stopped to realise that someone was quarreling not far from them, as there was a fire escape door a few metres away. The voices had to be coming from that door.
Instantly, they both recognised the voices. "Su Mo and Ayin?" she gasped.

Moving from one lifetime to another, in search of that one person and that one destiny. 

They were destined from the start. But it took them seven lifetimes to meet each other again.

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