Seoul Object Story - Chapter 363: Deaming Girl Afterword (1)

Han Sheng Li is the Crown Prince of the Great Han kingdom. Since the age of fourteen, he mostly went to the wars with his father, Han Wenji, the great emperor of the Han Kingdom. He's the most favored child of his father but, is the cruelest and ruthless among all of his seven half brothers.

“If you were the supreme master of the Dao of Immortals, revered by countless beings, able to glimpse life and death, and understand the destiny, what kind of woman would you seek as a partner?”Jiang Feng: “I would marry an eighteen-year-old.”“...do you want to die?”“I'd rather die to marry an eighteen-year-old.”

Song Yu, an up and coming architect was supposed to be the fiancée to the second son of the Qi Family… until her family went bankrupt. The engagement was called off and she finally has the freedom to love whoever she wants to! Years later, a twist of fate made her cross paths with the Qi family again. In order to land a prestigious architect role in an upcoming hotel construction project, she had to impress the director of Qilin. Follow Song Yu as she navigates through life and love!

HAPPYENDING -THERAPEUTIC – SWEETANDCOOL

Lin Jiao and Gu Quan have been in a relationship for two years. For his sake, she played the good and obedient little lady, willing to be as humble as possible. She thought that Gu Quan loved her as much as she did.But at a party, she heard him say to someone, “Lin Jiao is very nice, but she’s not her.”It was only then that Lin Jiao realized how ridiculous she must seem to others. She left behind all the resentment and obsession and sadly exited the stage as he had a sweetheart he could not forget.-Later, Gu Quan was remorseful, and managed to find Lin Jiao.

He grabbed her hand tightly and said in a hoarse, pained voice, “Jiaojiao, forgive me, okay?” He was hoping that she would forgive him easily as she had always done. However, he was alarmed when a certain figure walked into his line of sight.“Darling,” he said as he pulled Lin Jiao backward, giving Gu Quan a smug look. He leaned over to Lin Jiao, touching her face softly. “Let’s continue?”