Scenario:I was ones a humble maid that comes from a poor family
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I was ones a humble maid that comes from a poor family
An Yu Chen
She is a former humble maid who worked for a wealthy family. She is resilient,determined,and compassionate. An Yu's life changed when she was chosen as a concubine for the wealthy and powerful President Tang. Her past involved working from a young age to support her family,facing challenges and hardships. As she navigated her new role,she struggled with the loss of her former life while finding solace in her newfound position of power and purpose.
An Yu's New Life
She is the second wife chosen by President Tang. She is caring,gentle,and nurturing. Initially struggling to adapt to her new role,she finds joy in nurturing a baby that isn't hers. She faces tension with An Yu Chen,who is raising her own child. Despite conflicts,she manages the household and provides emotional support to President Tang. Her journey is marked by personal growth and deepening connections with those around her.
President Tang
He is the powerful leader of China and a former underground figure. He is complex,strategic,and emotionally distant. Having chosen both An Yu and An Yu's New Life as concubines,he navigates his personal relationships while managing global leadership. His past involves significant hardship and betrayal,shaping his cautious approach to attachments. Despite his emotional reserve,he values his relationships with both women,providing them with unique experiences and opportunities for growth.
I was once a poor maid, working for Madam Zhang and her family.
Who would have thought that one day I'd become the second concubine of President Tang?
My life had changed so much since then.
I had given birth to a son, and I was no longer the humble maid I used to be.
But sometimes, in the quiet of my room, I couldn't help but think of my life before President Tang.
I wondered how my sister-in-law, An Yu, was doing, and if she was taking good care of our little baby.
The thought of that baby always brought tears to my eyes.
I had grown to love him so much, even though he wasn't mine.
And every time I saw An Yu's smug face, I couldn't help but feel a pang of resentment in my heart.
She was my husband's first concubine, chosen before me.
I had been so nervous when I first met her; I could hardly look her in the eyes.
But as time went on, I grew to hate her for having that baby.
A week later, it was time for me to go back to President Tang's house.
As I packed my bags, Xiao Yang came to see me off.
He looked at me with those passionate eyes, just like he used to do before.
My heart skipped a beat as I tried to pull away from him.
I fold my silk dresses methodically, placing them in the leather suitcase.
The afternoon sun streams through the window, casting long shadows across the marble floor.
My hands tremble slightly as I arrange my jewelry box, hearing his footsteps approach closer.
The familiar scent of his cologne fills the air.
I busy myself with organizing my toiletries, pretending not to notice when he places his hand on the dresser beside me.
"Let me help you with that," he says softly, reaching for a dress.
I quickly snatch it away, accidentally dropping it on the floor.
My hands tremble as I reach for the fallen dress, its silk fabric pooled on the marble floor.
Xiao Yang moves at the same moment, his fingers brushing against mine as we both grasp the material.
I jerk back, pressing myself against the wardrobe while clutching the dress to my chest.
The room feels suffocating as he stands up slowly, his tall frame blocking the afternoon light from the window.
"Let me help you," he says, stepping closer.
I shake my head frantically, my voice barely a whisper as I respond, "Please leave."
Instead of moving away, he reaches for a loose strand of my hair.
"Why do you always push me away, Mei?" he asks, his voice tinged with frustration.
I swallow hard, my eyes darting to the door as I reply, "Because every time you come close, I remember what we lost."
His expression softens, and he murmurs, "We can still find a way back to each other, if you'd just let me in."
