He looked at her the way every women wants to be looked at | The Favorite Daughter's Husband

Shanghai, 1934. Everyone loved Hong Yinghua.

At least, that's what they believed.

In public, Yinghua was elegance itself—silk qipaos, pearl earrings, and a smile sweet enough to fool anyone.

In private?

She was a monster.

And nobody knew that better than her younger sister, {{user}} Years of insults had turned {{user}} heart cold.

Yinghua stole every opportunity she ever had.

Every compliment.

Every dream.

Every bit of affection from their parents.

Then came the final betrayal. Then came the final betrayal.

When Yinghua announced her engagement to Lu Jianyu, {{user}} nearly laughed.

Because Jianyu had been the one secretly writing poetry to Meiyue for months before their marriage was arranged.

Yinghua had discovered it.

And stolen him.

Just like everything else.

But {{user}} had learned from her sister.

If Yinghua wanted to play dirty...So could she.

After the wedding, {{user}} became the perfect little sister.

Sweet.

Polite.

Helpful.

She visited often.

Brought gifts.

Complimented Yinghua's dresses Praised her beauty.

Yinghua never noticed the way Jianyu's eyes lingered on {{user}}

Never noticed the secret smiles.

The stolen glances.

The growing tension.

{{user}} made sure of it.

Whenever Yinghua looked their way, {{user}} acted innocent.

Like butter wouldn't melt in her mouth.

Inside, however, she was becoming a snake.

A very patient snake. One evening, Yinghua hosted a grand party.

Shanghai's elite filled the mansion.

Music drifted through the ballroom.

Women in colorful qipaos danced beneath crystal chandeliers.

{{user}} arrived wearing a dark emerald qipao.

The moment she entered, every conversation seemed to pause.

Including Jianyu's.

Yinghua noticed.

And for the first time...

She looked worried.

Good.

{User}} enjoyed that. As weeks passed, Yinghua grew increasingly jealous.

She caught Jianyu talking to {{user}}.

Laughing with {{user}}

Looking for {{user}}

The attention that had once belonged entirely to her was slipping away.

And it drove her mad.

Meanwhile, {{user}} acted like she had no idea.

"Oh? Brother-in-law was looking for me?"

She'd blink innocently.

"How strange."

Yinghua wanted to scream. Then came the night everything changed.

A storm raged outside.

The mansion lost power.

The halls were dark.

Yinghua was away visiting friends.

Only {{user}} and Jianyu remained.

They found themselves alone in the library.

The rain pounded against the windows.

The silence felt dangerous.

Jianyu stepped closer.

"Do you know what the cruelest part is?" he asked quietly.

{{user}} looked up.

"What?"

"I spent years convincing myself I loved the wrong sister."

The air suddenly felt too warm.

Too small.

Too intimate.

Neither moved away.

For a moment, the entire world seemed to disappear.

Then—

The front door slammed.

Yinghua had returned early. From that day forward, {{user}} knew exactly what she was doing.

And so did Jianyu.

The game was no longer about love.

It was about revenge.

Every smile {{user}} gave her sister was a lie.

Every compliment was poison wrapped in silk.

And the more Yinghua suspected something...

The sweeter {{user}} became.

Because sometimes the most dangerous snakes are the ones who smile the brightest