因缘邂逅 Novels

At twenty-six, Jiang Yun experienced three things: Her girlfriend Qin Zhao cheated on her; She quit her job; And found someone new. 【You Are the Fireworks of Life, and Also the Endless Obsession】

*25-year-old x 28-year-old, 3-year age gap —Are you trying to hit on me? —Yes. —Then keep dreaming. Qiu Yang’s girlfriend broke up with her, only to immediately announce her wedding to another man—even enthusiastically inviting Qiu Yang to be her bridesmaid. Qiu Yang: …Are you insane? To drown her sorrows, Qiu Yang signed up for a tour group. But instead of sightseeing, she spent every day in a hotel room with another woman, her voice nearly gone hoarse. After the seven-day trip ended, they cut contact. Qiu Yang treated it as a fling and brushed it off. Yet back in the city, she soon ran into the same woman at a business meeting. Her name? Shen Ningruo—the icy director of a partner company, known to make her subordinates tremble with a single glare. Qiu Yang: ? Qiu Yang: That’s not how she acted around me. Shen Ningruo’s one-year boyfriend turned out to be someone else’s fiancé—with the wedding just around the corner. When she discovered the truth, she stayed eerily calm, staring blankly at photos of the bride embracing another woman. A friend relaying the gossip “tsk’ed”: “You’re both victims of this cheating scum.” Shen Ningruo arched a brow: “Shouldn’t I meet her then?” Little did she expect to become the other woman’s rebound distraction—a fling to ease the heartache.

Jiang Yi’s mother remarried. Her stepfather’s best friend had a daughter two months older than her, named Duan Qingxu. The first time they met, her mother pointed at the aloof Duan Qingxu and said, “Call her sister.” Jiang Yi, full of defiance, refused. Back then, she was still prideful and naive, never imagining they would eventually live together and become deeply entangled. Unconventional sweetheart × Genuine icy and unattainable flower

Xia Xingmian adored her patron Lu Qiurui. She stayed quietly by Lu Qiurui’s side for three years, believing the other would one day fall for her. Yet in those three years, Lu Qiurui’s gaze never lingered on her. On Xia Xingmian’s 21st birthday, Lu Qiurui told her: "Let’s end this. I’ve fallen for someone else." That night, Xia Xingmian drank herself into a stupor. Driven by alcohol, she stumbled on instinct to Lu Qiurui’s home. The next morning, sobering up, she realized with shock that an unfamiliar woman lay beside her. The woman, eyes seductive as silk, toyed with Xia Xingmian’s hair and said: Her name was Tao Ye. She was the very newcomer Lu Qiurui had vowed to pursue. --- Xia Xingmian thought it was just an accidental one-night affair. But later, even she couldn’t explain how—Tao Ye, that woman, was like poison. Somehow, they had a second night, a third… Countless nights.

Xu Nanheng was still a thousand kilometers away from Lhasa. Growing increasingly agitated behind the wheel, he stepped out for a cigarette only to find no lighter in his pocket. Just as frustration drove him to kick the tire, a man struck a flint, a flame flickered to life, and leaned in to light the tip of his cigarette. Under the evening stars, it was the only face Xu Nanheng had found agreeable in months. "Going to Lhasa?" Fang Shiyou asked. "Mind giving me a lift? My car broke down here—name your price." Xu Nanheng squinted. "Five hundred." Fang Shiyou: "Quite the philanthropist, aren’t you?" ...Damn, too cheap. · Xu Nanheng spent a year teaching in Tibet. The young master from Beijing had never seen skies so breathtaking. He adored dusk most—the moment just before dark, when twilight stars graced the lakeside hues of southern Tibet’s plateau. Standing tall and striking, textbook in hand, Teacher Xu would gaze up at the stars, serene as the breeze, the Milky Way shimmering faintly. Fang Shiyou lingered nearby, eyes blazing as they fixed on him. To Fang Shiyou, this was the epitome of unrivaled grace. Truthfully, Teacher Xu, while stargazing, also wanted to evoke poetic verse—only to remember he was a math teacher with literary skills thinner than paper. Sighing, he muttered, "Ow, my neck." Fang Shiyou: .

The second time Jiang Nian encountered Yao Ran at the bar, she overheard the icy beauty rejecting someone’s advances: "Don’t touch me. It makes me sick." Yet moments later, in a dimly lit corner, Yao Ran pulled her close by the waist, and the two kissed breathlessly until neither could gasp for air… Jiang Nian: ??? Yao Ran had always prided herself on being rational. She thought their encounter would be nothing more than a one-night fling—until: "You still want me around? Anytime." 【CP】 A bold, straightforward younger woman × a seemingly cold but secretly tender and passionate older sister 【Mini Scene】 That day at the studio, a young girl arrived, accompanied by a stunning woman. Jiang Nian looked up, and the two locked eyes for a long moment. She heard the girl whisper, "Do you know her?" After a pause, a quiet voice replied, "No." Jiang Nian remained expressionless. But that cool, detached tone had once melted into passionate murmurs against her ear, countless times— After leaving the studio: "Hey sis, wasn’t that tattooed girl super cool and hot? Did you see? Her figure was amazing too." Yao Ran: "…" She knew better than anyone just how stunning her ex-girlfriend’s body was.

Jian Yi has been an extra for 22 years, living as plainly as a textbook. But recently, she’s landed in big trouble: *How do I deal with my little brother’s goddess always flirting with me?!* (overwhelmed.jpg) When a goody-two-shoes meets a seasoned seductress, the game of alluring and being lured plays out again and again. Jian Yi (freaking out): *Yun Xin, fine, I admit I like you, okay?!*

Yan Xingyu, the frail yet dazzlingly talented son of the chancellor, was a sickly, paralyzed man devoted to Buddhism who endured every hardship—earning him mockery from the capital’s elite for his supposed weakness. The Seventh Prince of the capital, temperamental and ruthless with unmatched martial prowess, was a slacker in his studies, derided by his brothers as an empty-headed fool. Then, by a twist of fate, they swapped bodies. *** Strange tales emerged in the capital, like the unlearned Seventh Prince stunning the court with his brilliant exam performance, winning imperial praise. Or how the chancellor’s feeble, bedridden son kicked his tormentor halfway across the street, leaving them coughing blood—leading onlookers to hail it as a modern medical miracle. #Seventh Prince: How was I supposed to know you were faking paralysis?# #Yan Xingyu: How was I to know you were pretending to be an idiot?# —You’re hopeless in letters, I’m useless in arms—a match made in heaven.

It was a cool night in Chengdu, and Wei Lai and Chu Yin both went through breakups. They met at a bar, each thinking to themselves: This one's a top! Upon arriving at the hotel, Wei Lai retreated to the bathroom. Chu Yin stretched into a split on the bed. Soon after, their hopeful gazes met—only to realize the shocking truth: *You're a bottom?!* CP: "One Punch for Every Crybaby" High-Drama Bottom Idol (Chu Yin) × "Turbulent Waves Midnight Scary Bottom" Agent (Wei Lai)

**[Aloof, reckless wolf-like younger x Soft, boneless vixen sister]** **[Aerospace engineer x Mysterious canary]** 1. If Yu Xi were weak-willed, her life might have stayed that way forever. A poor small town, a single-parent home, her mentally ill mother and grandmother dying young one after another, forced to live under her greedy aunt’s roof, and pushed to drop out and marry as soon as she turned eighteen. But Yu Xi smashed a beer bottle against her own forehead—she’d rather die than submit. Warmth trickled down her temple; she felt no pain, only dizziness. Later, she collapsed into a woman’s soft embrace. That woman had seductive peach-blossom eyes. 2. The day Yu Xi stormed into the pool hall in frustration, she never expected to meet such a woman in this shabby town. A fiery red camisole, pale lotus-like arms, a boneless waist—soft as the most delicate willow branch in early spring. She seemed out of place in the town, yet she barged into Yu Xi’s bleak life like a midsummer dream. But Yu Xi forgot one thing: dreams always end. **Highlights:** ① The age gap is ten years; romantic involvement only begins after the protagonist is an adult. ② Small-town + "caged canary" tropes—expect drama! ③ A story of awakening each other’s "desires and emotions."

An eighteen-year-old boy is kept in a secluded villa, his skin pale as porcelain, delicate and fragile like a morning glory, standing by the door eagerly awaiting— Xu Ning's arrival. Everyone believes Song Zui cannot live without Xu Ning, including Xu Ning himself. When Xu Ning’s first love returns from abroad, he sends Song Zui away to his uncle’s care. On the day of their breakup, the boy neither cries nor protests. Xu Ning, in a rare moment of concern, asks, “What have you been doing all this time?” To his shock, the boy slowly replies, “Just scoring an 8 on IELTS, 120 on TOEFL, and getting acceptance letters from world-renowned universities. Surely you didn’t think I spent every day waiting by the door for you?” Xu Ning: ????! --- After the breakup, Song Zui focuses on his studies and part-time work. One day, he takes in a poor and humble man, sensing an inexplicable familiarity about him. Determined to build a good life for the two of them, Song Zui plans to buy a modest house near the school, planting a backyard full of tiny roses. Until one day— They run into Xu Ning on campus. Before Song Zui can even raise an eyebrow, Xu Ning bows respectfully to the refined man beside him and greets, “Good afternoon, Uncle.” --- Those who hoped to mock Song Zui never expected that the powerful and influential figure would willingly shop at the market, ride the bus daily, and quietly extend a golden branch to the young fox. #WaitWhereDidMyPoorFiancéGo #TriedToCarveMyOwnPathButFateHadOtherPlans **Notes:** 1) A slow-burn story of a young fox being coaxed home by an old fox. 2) The protagonist had no romantic or physical relationship with the nephew. ---

This story: In Bian Hexuan's eyes, he's just messing with a caregiver for fun. In everyone else's eyes, it's like he's adopted a little emperor... Minimal angst, light drama,reserved but passionate and humor style. Bian Hexuan: CEO, self-made, rich, tall, handsome, with notably long legs—just excessively arrogant. Liu Xiang: Freelance caregiver, sweet-talker, cheerful, tall and handsome but not rich, with exceptionally beautiful hands—just mildly intellectually challenged. Two people who should never have crossed paths end up sharing a hospital room after a car crash."Damn it, Liu Xiang cheated on me! I swerved to avoid some idiot's car and flipped! Now I'm stuck recovering for half a year! And you hire me a fool whose name sounds just like Liu Xiang—doing this on purpose?!" "Brother Xuan, just make do for now..." "No!" One year later: Bian Hexuan: "Truly aromatic!"

Qin Wuji, once the son of a chancellor, was renowned across the land. But fate was cruel to the young talent: his mother died when he was seven, his uncle at ten, and at sixteen, his family was destroyed and exiled three thousand miles due to his father’s crimes. The journey north was brutal—frail and sickly, the young master Qin nearly didn’t survive. When he finally clung to life and reached the frontier, he met someone who made him wish he’d just choked to death on the road. Enter Lü Chi, who happened to pass by, a dogtail grass between his teeth, eyes and lips curved in a smile—lovely, if not for his utterly shameless drawl: *”Qin, my little wife—done washing my clothes yet?”* The refined Qin Wuji refused to glance his way, swallowing his rage. *One day,* he swore, *I’ll shut that foul mouth of yours and end this humiliation.* Time flew on the frontier. Until one day, “Qin, my little wife” became *General Qin*. When he finally pinned the insolent Lü Chi to the bed and silenced that endless chatter himself, Qin Wuji let out a slow breath. At last, the world was right—order and propriety restored. *Beyond Yanmen’s towering peaks, every inch of mountain is built on bone.* Qin Wuji was lucky: an archer who defied all rules babbled endlessly by his side, making the harsh frontier days a little less bitter. --- **This is the story of:** *A frail, obsessive scholar evolving into a decisive, battle-hardened general.* *A cheat-like archer who starts off slaughtering everything—and ends the same way.* *(What even—?)*

The radio drama adaptation is now available exclusively on Fanjiao App. Tune in and enjoy~**Blurb One** Shortly after returning to China, Bo Mingyan picked up a drunken beauty outside a bar. The beauty wept pitifully, clinging to her leg and whimpering, "Love me one more time!" On a whim, Bo Mingyan asked, "How should I love you again?" The beauty kissed her on the lips. * Once the holiday ended, Bo Mingyan found a new job and moved into a new place. The new workplace had a great atmosphere, and the new home was affordable and spacious. It would've been even better if her boss and landlord weren’t the same teary-eyed drunk who had kissed her days earlier. **Blurb Two** At the company, everyone thought the two were incompatible— Until one day, a colleague barged into the office and saw the usually gentle Bo Mingyan cornering President Meng against the desk, radiating dominance. "So, when did you start liking me?" The usually aloof President Meng leaned against her shoulder, eyes glistening with tears, softly answering, "Probably... from the moment my world gained color."

As the racing season ended, Ye Xiyan, far from home, received an invitation to return and join a travel-themed charity project. That night, the team gathered to chat as their journey neared its end. Someone from the new medical team, bored and restless, casually asked Jiang Xu why she hadn’t been around the previous night—had she gone out to meet someone? Amid the restless summer heat, the bonfire beside them burned fiercely, casting a hazy glow that outlined their silhouettes. Jiang Xu stayed silent. Neither confirming nor denying. Ye Xiyan didn’t speak either—she wasn’t close to these people. —Because the night before, Jiang Xu had been with her.

A dormant contact in the WeChat list turns out to be the new boss!

Terminally ill business tycoon is reborn into a body of a young man in his twenties—handsome, slim-waisted, with long legs. Gu Yunkai is convinced that heaven must have taken pity on his rags-to-riches journey and gifted him a face that would never be turned down when selling insurance! That is, until he steps into the entertainment industry... "If you hadn’t chosen to become an actor, what career would you have pursued?" "...Probably selling insurance."

Mo Chen is a little fox spirit who fell in love with a great beauty. After the beauty got married, he was heartbroken and drowned his sorrows in alcohol at a demon inn every day. One day, a group of demon hunters arrived at the inn. The little fox was mistaken for a vicious beast and severely injured. While fleeing, he was rescued by a general. The general tended his wounds, made him a golden nest with a soft bed, and carried him in his arms every day, caring for him meticulously. Yet the little fox still felt wronged—all because the general shaved off his fur while treating his injuries! Unable to maintain his aloof and proud persona, the fox fainted from crying over his lost fur. The general, however, laughed while lifting his soft belly: "Do male foxes also have six nipples?" Divine colleagues: "Why has General Yu Wen lost his soul to a fox spirit?" Goddesses: "And a male one at that!" After some thought, the general replied: "Because he has more nipples?" Divine colleagues & Goddesses: "..."

"It's not coincidence, not divine will, not fate." "It's me scheming all along to get close to you."

Xie Li’s first relationship began with a mundane confession, went through a bland and brief courtship, and ended with him sending his ex to the hospital. While there, he also had the chance to observe the legendary "ex’s white moonlight"—a truly mythical creature. Xie Li sneaked a glance at the man—tall, well-built, muscular, dressed sharply in a suit and looking impeccable. What a fine—wait, this guy is actually a bottom??? White Moonlight: Huh? So I’m a bottom? Astrophysicist (bottom) × A top who doesn’t look like one but keeps getting mistaken for a bottom