周二. 10 月 7th, 2025

My Snake Prince and Me

Blurb:

Sofia, a white snake spirit disguised as Liam Quinn’s human girlfriend, flees after discovering his hatred for snakes—unaware he’s secretly a powerful serpent patriarch. When Liam’s golden snake eyes trap her during her escape, he demands answers about her pregnancy. Meanwhile, her snake father pressures Sofia and her sisters to seduce wealthy humans, leading her to stalk hospitals for a chance encounter. Fate intervenes when Liam arrives critically injured, revealing his supernatural bloodline. Can Sofia heal the capital’s most feared young master while hiding her own serpent identity? A tale of forbidden love, secret legacies, and the ultimate sugar daddy hunt between two disguised snake shifters.

Content:

I’m a little white snake monster, who could transform in to human-form.

Now dating the capital’s young master, Liam Quinn.

As his “Human”girlfriend.

After accidentally getting pregnant with him, I cautiously tested him:

Would you like to keep a pet snake?

He shook his head, his tone full of disgust:

“No, snakes are cold-blooded and disgusting creatures. If it were up to me, I’d wish they didn’t exist.”

I felt a little sad.

I hired an long-trip driver overnight, and fled back to my hometown in the mountains.

But halfway there, I woke up from a nap to find the driver gone.

Suddenly, something tight wrapped around my waist.

I found myself tightly coiled by a massive snake tail.

Terrified, I turned my head and met Liam’s dangerous golden snake eyes:

“You’re pregnant—why did you run away? Isn’t the child mine? Hmm?

“Tell me, who were you going to find?”

I was stunned:

“You… you’re a snake too…?”

I have over a dozen sisters.

My dad often says we’re useless.

After finally cultivating into human form, we still can’t land a sugar daddy, forcing him to survive on dead mice every day.

Munching on a cupcake, I muttered under my breath:

“If you’re so capable, why don’t you cultivate human form yourself, and charm some sugar mommy…”

He got so angry he straightened up and started ranting:

“If only this cultivation technique wasn’t passed down only to females and not males, would I have been abandoned by your cold-blooded mother after she used me and threw me away?!”

“I would’ve charmed countless wealthy women by now!”

“Would I depending on you useless to bring food back every day to feed me?”

He used his snake tail to swipe the remaining three cupcakes from the box.

While eating, he lectured us:

“Can’t you girls try harder?

“Can’t you learn from those TV dramas? Learn how successful people land billionaires.”

We looked at each other.

Pulled out our phones and started studying TV series intently.

Dad saw us looking so studious and thought his good days were just around the corner.

But he didn’t know.

We fried our brains watching those shows.

My father pointed at me, and said to the other sisters:

“Can’t you learn from Sofia? She watches modern city (overbearing CEO) dramas! She clearly found the right path.”

I looked down at my phone playing Boss & Me.

Swallowed hard.

I’m so hungry.

I really want to eat that liver paté sandwich too.

The right path?

What right path?

What is the old man rambling about now?

To get that liver paté sandwich.

Oh, wait, no.

To land a wealthy man and provide for Dad.

I camped out at the hospital every day, waiting for some wealthy person to need me to bravely donate blood.

I waited.

For 21 days.

After being rejected 71 times, told to get lost, and even almost having the cops called on me.

I decided to give up.

Boo hoo.

TV dramas are all lies.

I need to go home and tell my poor dad.

Sorry, Dad, you’ll have to keep eating mice.

Just consider your daughter useless.

I walked out dejectedly.

Bumped into someone being carried off an ambulance.

The man on the stretcher looked familiar.

Liam Quinn, a hugely influential figure in the capital.

He seemed to have been in a car accident, covered in blood, barely conscious.

Even so.

He gathered his strength to yell at his assistant:

“I said take me home, not to the hospital! Who told you to make that call?”

The assistant tearfully replied:

“Mr. Quinn, please stop talking. What’s your blood type? I need to tell the doctors so they can save you!”

Liam closed his eyes:

“Don’t waste your effort. No blood type will work.”

The assistant, confused:

“Mr. Quinn!! Don’t give up on life! It’s not worth it to throw your life away over a woman who cheated on you!”

Liam said through gritted teeth:

“Can you just shut up?”

The assistant immediately clammed up.

I sighed, feeling a bit sorry for him.

I wonder who the lucky one will be to inherit enough money to last ten lifetimes.

If only it could be me.

Hey.

He’s lost so much blood, maybe he needs a transfusion?

I quickly followed them.

Just in time to hear a nurse come out extremely anxious saying:

“This is so strange. Mr. Quinn’s blood type doesn’t match any other type.”

“What do we do?”

I didn’t care, I just stood up, raised my hand:

“Me, me, me, me, try my blood type!”

“I’m willing to donate my blood for free!”

The nurse frowned:

“It’s you again… Aren’t you the one who sits at the entrance every day trying to donate blood to everyone?”

I grabbed her hand:

“Don’t ask so many questions, saving a life is urgent!”

According to how the plot develops in TV dramas.

Next, Liam should send someone to thank me.

I guarded his hospital room door, not going anywhere.

Just waiting for when he asked for me, so I could appear immediately.

I waited another ten-plus hours.

His assistant finally called me:

“Hello, Miss Sofia, I’m Mr. Quinn’s assistant. Are you free to come to the hospital now? Mr. Quinn would like to thank you in person.”

“Yes, yes, yes, I’m right outside the door.”

I opened the door while holding my phone.

Liam was surprised I came so quickly.

“You never left?”

I nodded.

He pursed his lips, handed me a filled-out check:

“This is five million dollars. Besides this, what else do you want?”

I said:

“I don’t want money.”

He frowned.

“Then what do you want?”

Recalling the plot from the TV drama.

I said shyly:

“Can you make me liver paté sandwiches for a year?”

That day.

Liam was stunned for several dozen seconds.

Seemingly unable to believe his ears.

But later, he very mercifully took me home with him.

Had the chef make me all sorts of delicious food.

To repay him, I learned from the TV drama heroine and picked out food for him.

After I picked out the last piece of cilantro from the cilantro beef stir-fry and threw it onto a napkin.

I blinked at Liam, trying to fish for compliments.

Liam stared at me for a long time.

Finally, as if struggling internally for a while, he asked:

“You don’t eat cilantro?”

I shook my head.

“No, I eat cilantro. I was just picking out the cilantro for you. So, am I considerate?”

Isn’t that how it’s done in TV dramas?

The male lead doesn’t eat cilantro, asks the female lead to pick it out.

Liam snorted.

“Thank you, but I do eat cilantro.”

“Otherwise, why would I have asked him to make cilantro beef stir-fry?”

Oh no.

So awkward.

I forced a dry laugh, buried my head in my bowl, and stopped talking.

Actually, Liam is really great.

A true nice man!

Handsome, kind, and with a great physique.

He fed me every day.

And would also take care of my other needs.

(In bed!)

I wasn’t sure if we were together.

But based on my years of observing humans.

Probably, yes?

After all, we lived together every day, slept in the same bed, did the same things, had sex every single night…

And we kissed.

In TV dramas, only couples can kiss.



After a year.

I’d gained a lot of weight.

Even Mrs. Wang, the house keeper who cooked for me every day, teased me:

“Miss Sofia, you’ve got a little belly now. Is there a little one on the way?”

I laughed it off:

“No way, we always…”

My smile suddenly froze.

Oh no, my period hasn’t come for two months.

It can’t be real…

The chicken leg in my hand didn’t smell so good anymore.

I quickly washed my hands, ordered pregnancy test kits.

Until I saw three different pregnancy test kits all show two clear red lines.

I finally believed.

I was pregnant!

What would a human and a snake give birth to?

Am I considered human or snake?

I was biting my finger, lost in thought, not noticing Liam had finished his shower.

He pinned me down suddenly, fingers interlacing tightly with mine.

“What’s bothering you?”

I widened my eyes:

“How did you know something was bothering me?”

Liam lifted my hand, kissed my index finger:

“Tell me what it is.”

I opened my mouth, then hesitated.

Should I say I’m pregnant first?

Or say I’m a little white snake monster first?

Forget it.

I’ll confess my identity first.

“Liam, actually I…”

The words caught in my throat.

I suddenly remembered many humans are terrified of snakes.

Like Liam’s assistant.

He’d jump in fear even at a picture of a snake.

After thinking it over.

I changed my approach,

“Ahem, what I mean is, would you like to keep a pet snake? I’ve been watching short videos lately, some snakes are so cute and adorable.”

Liam was slightly taken aback.

Then shook his head, his tone full of disgust:

“No, snakes are cold-blooded and disgusting creatures.”

He let go of me, turned to look at the moon outside the window.

“If it were possible, I’d wish they didn’t exist.”

I stiffened, flustered pulled my hand back.

“Is that so… okay, I understand.”

“Let’s sleep, good night.”

I quickly turned off the bedside lamp.

Afraid that if I was a second too late, Liam would see my tears.

The moon was so bright and full tonight.

But aside from it, there wasn’t a single star.

I stared at the dark ceiling for who knows how long.

Liam held me around my waist.

His steady breathing sounded behind my ear.

He was asleep.

I couldn’t sleep.

My heart felt heavy.

Would I be thrown out like in those TV dramas?

Boo hoo.

So scary.

I’m never watching TV dramas again.

TV dramas ruined me.

If I hadn’t watched so many TV dramas, I wouldn’t have met Liam.

No matter what.

Instead of him hating me in the end.

I should leave on my own tomorrow morning.

Quietly moved his arm away.

I got up to pack my bags.

The snacks Liam bought me, take them.

The pillow Liam bought me, take it.

The game console Liam bought me, take it.

As for Liam himself…

I took one last look at him still sound asleep.

Quietly closed the bedroom door.

Goodbye.

Liam.

Barring any surprises, we won’t meet again.

I cried my eyes out in the car.

The driver uncle was a bit confused.

He looked at me through the rearview mirror:

“What’s wrong, miss?

“If the chocolate doesn’t taste good, just throw it away. Don’t force yourself to eat it.”

I chewed, said unclearly.

“No, uncle, it’s because this chocolate is so delicious that I’m crying.”

The uncle scratched his head:

“What?”

I explained:

“Boo hoo hoo, because my boyfriend bought this for me. It has no wrapper, I don’t know where he bought it or what brand it is. It’s so delicious, and there’s only one piece left. The thought that I’ll never get to eat such delicious chocolate again, I just, I just…”

I started wailing.

The uncle fell silent.

Handed me three brand new packs of tissues, told me to cry sparingly.

He comforted me, said there’d be more chocolate, and new boyfriends too.

But I couldn’t take it in.

I was just sad.

After crying through about two and a half packs.

I was getting tired.

Took out my phone, turned on the camera for a selfie.

Oh my.

I look so pretty when I cry.

Take a picture.

So tired, crying is tiring, I feel like sleeping.

I hugged my pillow, my head tilted, fell asleep in one second.

I don’t know how long I slept.

I woke up, my neck was so sore.

Turned my head.

I found the driver uncle was gone.

The car was parked on a deserted roadside.

Surrounded by unfamiliar woods.

Where is this?

I was a bit scared, my heart racing.

Just then.

I suddenly felt something cold, thick, and soft wrap around my waist.

Looked down.

I got a fright.

Such a huge snake tail…!

Instinctively tried to open the car door and run.

But the snake tail suddenly tightened.

I was pulled into a cold embrace.

“Sofia.”

I swallowed, terrified, turned my head.

Terrified, I turned my head and met Liam’s dangerous golden snake eyes:

“You’re pregnant—why did you run away? Isn’t the child mine? Hmm?”

He leaned down, took my earlobe into his mouth.

His voice carried a dangerous tone:

“Tell me, who were you going to find?”

I looked into his eyes.

Completely stunned:

“Li… Liam.

“You… you’re a snake too…?”

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