some dreams we see when we sleep ,some won't let us sleep.... this story is about a poor girl Anita ...who is persistent hardworking and optimistic....her only dream to rise up from poverty.... this story is about her struggle ,her persistence and the end her gloring success.....its about love,passion, Friendship

writings about the love i had to let go, that has yet to let go of me.

A story of time-travel. Sly and cunning, she unexpectedly became a sickly noble lady whose fiancé is merciless and demotes her to a lowly concubine. She sneers and bravely breaks off the engagement. To hell with scumbags, marry heirs to lords, blind the courts with her brilliance. But, my Lord, we agreed that we are only partnering to scheme against others, when did you start to treat acting as real? Hey, hey, don't touch me. The Lord smiled slyly, "Your hands are too cold, let me help you warm them... Your feet are cold too, let me help you warm them." "Why don't you just say that my whole body is cold and you need to warm it all up", Murong Xue said indignantly. The Lord nodded, "Good idea!" Murong Xue - speechless. Hey hey hey, where, where are you putting your hands? NOTE: FOR OFFLINE READING PURPOSE ONLY