Why Are You Crying? Because I Married Your Mom After You Broke up with Me? - Chapter 15: Deliberation

One day, Lin Tian, an 18-year-old high school student, accidentally binds with a producer system. As long as he binds with a partner and cultivates them into a super “idol,” he can receive rewards. When he meets the equally eccentric and obsessive cellist Gan Yanyu, they hit it off immediately and start creating short videos, striving to achieve the highest honor in music competitions!Thus,In a season of cherry blossoms, just after winning an international competition, Gan Yanyu plays a piece that Lin Tian has never heard before on the stage in front of thousands of spectators.To Lin Tian's astonishment, the young girl puts down her bow and beams a radiant smile.“You’ve written so many pieces for me; this one is my composition for you.”“It’s called—‘Love Letter.’”

In a world where Classes, Stats, and Levels are the everyday norm, Reivyn has a secret.He was unusually aware of his surroundings from an incredibly early age, and Skills and Stats were acquired easily. He was just the son of an ordinary village family, and nothing appeared out of the ordinary on the surface. But below the surface, dreams of another life help shape his mentality and growth. Why does he have some remembrance of a past life, and what is his purpose in this new one?“Soul of the Warrior” is what I call a Semi-Isekai LitRPG. I say “semi,” because Reivyn's past life is remembered like a dream, and very incomplete. It is still Isekai, though, as he remembers enough that it directly shapes his personality and his sense of self.The System that governs the world of “Soul of the Warrior” is a combination of modified versions from Selkie's “Beneath the Dragoneye Moons” and Kosnik4's “Magic Smithing.” I have changed enough of these Systems and combined them in a way that is unique that I'm mostly sure it's fine, but I still have requested permission to use these ideas. They have both graciously granted me permission.Winner of the April Writathon Challenge.

Qiao Nan: Crap! I am your biological daughter, yet I am treated as if I was picked up from the streets. In fact, you treat me worse than that!

Mother Qiao: Qiao Nan, you are not as pretty or smart as your elder sister. You are not as blessed as her. You have no right to study, marry, or to have your happiness!

Qiao Nan: Why am I not allowed to study, marry, or to seek my happiness? I will find a man right now and marry him!

Qiao Nan is dumbstruck upon discovering that the man right beside her is a powerful figure in the quad—the person who has the most promising prospects to be the future Chief.

Qiao Nan stares at the well-built man in front of her. He has firm abs and cold, chilling eyes. She swallows the lump in her throat as she says her greetings, “Good Morning, Chief!”