Latest Marriage Before Love Novel

Miss Camellia vs Mr. Fox

When it comes to secret love, if not spoken out, bitterness will spread in your own heart, punishing the coward day and night.

Autumn is a season full of wonderful stories.

Xing Bei broke up with her boyfriend of seven years. Her mother, who has never been satisfied with her relationships, heard this news and immediately arranged a blind date for her.

Xing Bei, still heartbroken, had no interest at all. But unable to stand her mother's nagging, she compromised and agreed to meet.

That night, Lu Runxu, a friend she had met by chance, came to her door.

"Xing Bei, marry me."

Hearing his proposal, she hesitated a bit: "I'll think about it."

The next day, at the blind date, the two met again.

Lu Runxu never looked at the blind date's information and didn't expect it would be the girl he liked.

An interesting smile appeared on Xing Bei's face: "Is this your compromising choice?"

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On that day, Xing Bei looked at the red marriage certificate in her hand and thought even she found it crazy—to flash marry at the age of twenty-eight.

In Xing Bei's eyes, perhaps marriage is always a partnership.

But for Lu Runxu, this was his tenth year, and their first year.

Content tags: Urban, Wealthy family, Sweet story, Older sister-younger brother romance, Secret love, Marriage before love

【Main story concluded】【Dual first love: Accidental pregnancy + Marriage before love + Secret crush + Sweet宠 + Healing】

Male lead: Aloof + Controlling + Possessive + Abstinent yet alluring doctor.

Female lead: Innocent yet alluring soft beauty + Introverted, kind, and warm teacher.

Betrayed and set up by a friend, Jiang Zhinian unexpectedly became pregnant with Shi Ye's child. Faced with the man she had secretly admired for years, she originally planned to bear everything silently by herself, but then her crush actually proposed to her!

Jiang Zhinian initially thought they would be a contract couple in name only, but Shi Ye started treating her better and better, making her fall deeper and deeper in love, step by step.

"Why are you crying again?" He took a lollipop from his pocket. "Want a candy?"

"Isn't this for coaxing children?"

"Exactly, so I'm using it to coax you."

They are not perfect people; their missing childhoods and being among the unaccepted minority allowed them to heal each other.

"Can I... really be a good father?"

Jiang Zhinian clasped his hand and placed it on her belly: "Shi Ye, feel this, the baby moved."

Steadfast, gentle. Like a summer evening breeze, a sunset glow; everyone witnessed its beauty, but this moment's tender intimacy belonged only to you.

Although twenty-year-old Shi Ye didn't hear it, twenty-five-year-old Shi Ye did. He accepted this belated affection on his behalf.

Because of you, life has only sunshine, no wind or rain, from now on.

I will always believe in you, just as I love you.

Sweet pregnancy daily life, warm slice of life, with a little bit of turbulence, but both parties communicate and trust each other.

The young couple goes from strangers to familiarity, slowly adapting, loving each other, mutually healing each other, a story of a perennial stream.

An ice-cold, outwardly defiant, love-deprived Earl versus a soft-bodied, stubborn, intelligent noblewoman from a Marquis's estate.

Nan Xu, the legitimate daughter of Marquis Yong'an, was of noble birth and exquisite beauty, the most envied woman in the capital. However, with the new emperor's ascension, the Marquis's estate lost favor, and even her childhood sweetheart, soon to be her fiancé, suddenly married a princess instead.

Though raised in the inner chambers, Nan Xu was a woman of strong will. She immediately demanded the return of her love token, severing all ties with the unfaithful man. But before she could finish looking through the handsome bachelors compiled by her mother, an imperial decree of marriage arrived at the Marquis's residence.

The decreed groom was none other than Duan Wenpei, Earl of Weiyang, a newly ascendant figure in court who had just arrested her second brother and seized their family's iron death-exemption tablet. A cold-faced Yama King marrying a noblewoman in distress? The entire capital waited to see the spectacle.

On their wedding night, Duan Wenpei gave Nan Xu a deed of divorce, unsigned and unsealed. "If one day you can no longer tolerate this Earl's residence, you may leave on your own."

Clutching the divorce deed, Nan Xu looked at the man's chiseled profile in the candlelight, and suddenly felt that her cold-tempered husband wasn't so difficult to get along with. At least, he knew his boundaries.

Half a year later, Nan Xu produced the divorce deed, asking Duan Wenpei to uphold their agreement. Yet, Duan Wenpei began to stay in her room every other night, refusing to leave. "Divorce deed?" he leaned in, his hot breath caressing her sensitive earlobe, his fingers ambiguously stroking the contract paper, his voice low and laced with a smile, "Madam, could you be mistaken? When did this husband ever write such a thing?" His gaze was like a wolf fixated on its prey.

Everyone said that Duan Wenpei, Earl of Weiyang, was the sharpest blade in the Emperor's hand. Born in the countryside, cold and unemotional, marrying a noblewoman from a Marquis's estate was merely to satisfy the Emperor's expectations and acquire a beautiful vase.

Initially, Duan Wenpei indeed thought so. But within this 'vase' lay strong wine and sharp edges. The unintentional resilience and intelligence revealed in her eyes and brows were like hooks, silently ensnaring his cold, hard heart, pulling him deeper and deeper until he was completely lost.

That day, she stood by the door, delicately holding a letter, smiling calmly, "Please, Earl, grant me a divorce." His tall figure completely overshadowed her. He lowered his head, his nose almost touching hers, his voice imbued with ice, yet harboring fervent desire.

"You intend to leave after sleeping with me? Unless..." His hot lips brushed her cool earlobe, each word a temptation, "You kill me with an arrow, like you did that time in Tianxiang Tower."

Duan Wenpei discovered he was very prone to jealousy; whether it was people or animals, as long as a male appeared, he would forcefully embrace Nan Xu. Until her so-called childhood sweetheart plotted to abduct her. He frantically searched for her, and the night he rescued her back, the possessiveness buried deep in his heart completely spiraled out of control.

What kind of nonsense was 'considering the bigger picture'? Nothing was more worth risking than having her. Later, Nan Xu, exhausted, lay in Duan Wenpei's arms, her slender fingers tracing his damp temples, and she asked with a muffled voice, "When did you change your mind, my lord?"

He caught her mischievous hand, licked his lips, still unsatisfied, then turned his head to gently bite her earlobe. "Guess."

This novel is a HE (Happy Ending), both leads are virgins, and it's a 'marriage before love' story. The male lead had never loved a woman and suffered from a lack of love since childhood, requiring time to adapt. In the later stages of their relationship, the male lead becomes somewhat of a 'love-addict', a family trait. The female lead is relatively clear-headed.

When they were young, Yan Huinan was a spoiled, domineering, and somewhat incompetent scion. But his father was the formidable Marquis Dingbei, who commanded the four seas, and his mother was a beloved princess. Born into immense wealth, he was the quintessential precious young master. No one dared to offend Yan Huinan, whose prominence even overshadowed that of the imperial princes.

However, it was widely known that the person in the capital most untouchable was Xie Yun, because she was the apple of Yan Huinan's eye. The young tyrant would gladly offer her his very heart and soul. Yet, this same boy, who would cause a city-wide uproar if Xie Yun so much as grazed her knee, had his family ruined by the Xie clan. He then plunged into a sea of blood and corpses, taking up a blade to avenge his family and slay his mortal enemies.

Years later, when Xie Yun encountered Yan Huinan again, he had transformed into a battle-hardened, cold, and ruthless young general. Meanwhile, she was fleeing an arranged marriage, pursued by her fiancé's soldiers. In the rainy night, Yan Huinan sat calmly on horseback, using his icy long spear to lift her chin. The blade cut her delicate skin, and crimson blood trickled down Xie Yun's neck.

Yan Huinan sneered, his eyes full of mockery: "It seems old acquaintances meet again." Xie Yun knew that falling into Yan Huinan's hands would mean a gruesome end. After all, he must hate her to death. But later, Yan Huinan not only didn't let her die, he even married her as his legal wife, making her the most esteemed person once more, granting her all due respect, but deliberately withholding his love.

It wasn't until Xie Yun saw the marriage contract they had written in their youth. It was only a casual scribble she made when annoyed by Yan Huinan, yet he had carefully cherished it alongside his deceased mother's keepsakes. The paper was wrinkled, showing how many times it had been folded and caressed.

Xie Yun asked him, "Yan Huinan, are you a masochist?" Yan Huinan stubbornly replied, "Whatever you say I am, that's what I am."

Reading Guide: 1. A stubborn but devoted and masochistic male lead, both leads are clean. It's a story of marriage before love and a 'wife-chasing crematorium' from the female lead's perspective, but behind the scenes, the male lead is madly in love, crawling with dark affection. Hmm, that's how it is. [Author calmly sips tea] 2. There will definitely be a wife-chasing crematorium arc. Intense male competition in the later stages! It's going to be very exciting in the later stages! Heh heh, I felt so satisfied writing the outline for the wife-chasing part! Dear readers, wait for me to tell the story!

Zhu Hao was regarded as an inauspicious person, a "star of calamity." Although she possessed a beautiful face, no one dared to catch her embroidered ball.

No one human dared to catch it, but a god was forced to. She threw the embroidered ball, hitting a statue of a fallen immortal in a procession of wandering deities. The statue's face cracked slightly.

From that day on, Huaicheng was ravaged by strong winds and heavy rain, nearly submerging the entire city. Zhu Hao was sold by her wicked aunt for twenty taels to an eighty-year-old man as a concubine, in reality, to be a sacrificial burial companion.

On the night of the wedding, Huaicheng was gloomy with wind and rain. A handsome young man held an umbrella, intercepting her bridal sedan chair. "Miss Zhu, I'm here to marry you."

"Nonsense. Aside from the old man who's nearly in his grave, what young master in Huaicheng would dare to marry me?"

"On the 22nd day of the third month, at the third quarter past wei shi (1-3 PM), you threw an embroidered ball at this immortal's statue. Gods cannot deceive mortals; this immortal will just count it as bad luck."

"If you're ill, seek medical attention..." Before she could finish, the floral umbrella in the young man's hand instantly turned to dust, yet the pouring rain didn't touch him. He said impatiently, "Marry or not?"

Song Xieqing's only wish was to be a carefree immortal, until a mortal girl tossed her embroidered ball onto his jade statue, utterly shattering his desire for solitude. Gods cannot deceive mortals, otherwise, divine punishment descends. He had no choice but to cohabit with that girl as husband and wife.

He and she were merely a superficial marriage, mutually beneficial. He only needed to wait until her life ended to resume being his carefree immortal. Every day, Song Xieqing saw the mortal girl pass through his manor, and if she saw him, she would laugh and greet him. This happened daily, nothing special.

Until... Song Xieqing saw her smile at another young man, and for a moment, he was flustered. "Is Shi Chunsheng truly that good? In my opinion, he's nothing special; his family only makes a living from a bookstore. If you were with him, would he be willing to give you extra money for rouge every month?"

"What about the magistrate's young master?"

"Hiss... money for rouge wouldn't be a problem, but the young master is too much of a philanderer, so he's nothing special either."

Zhu Hao meaningfully glanced at him, teasing, "What about you, husband?" Song Xieqing, afraid she would see his slight inferiority, quickly averted his gaze. He countered, "What do you think?"

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Three months after marriage, Yan Jiu met her newlywed husband for the third time. They were clearly not familiar with each other. Chen Yuchu was a favored son of heaven, a prominent figure in Juan City, from an illustrious background, and acted resolutely.

The gossip in their circle often revolved around what kind of woman he would like. Many speculated, and many fabricated stories. When the news of Chen Yuchu's marriage to Yan Jiu broke, everyone was astonished.

Some were doubtful, some disdainful, and few were optimistic about this marriage. Most in the circle were waiting to see Yan Jiu become a laughingstock.

At Chen Yuchu's mother's birthday banquet, this newlywed couple appeared distant and cold, barely exchanging a few words. Everyone understood; most arranged marriages were like this.

Little did they know that same night, Chen Yuchu pecked at Yan Jiu's butterfly bone, slowly moving upwards, repeatedly kissing her jade-like earlobe, his voice hoarse and magnetic, saying, "Why aren't you paying attention to me?"

Small scene: Amidst her difficult fumbling, a faint fragrance and a deep voice came from behind her, "Do you need my help?"

Yan Jiu's fair skin was flushed, delicate beads of sweat sparkled like fragmented pearls, and her morning updo had come undone, flowing loosely like silk.

Her lips parted slightly, emitting a whisper-thin sound, "Thank you for your trouble."

After so many intimate acts, she was still so polite. Chen Yuchu's dark eyes looked over with a half-smile, his black silk pajamas loosely tied with a single sash, hanging casually on him, lacking some of its usual solemnity, yet still composed.

He leaned in, a large shadow covering her exposed white skin, his long, slender fingers hooked the sash, his movements as steady as ever.

When he reached the end, he untied the sash, his fingertip brushing her slightly trembling skin. His deep eyebrows subtly raised, a fleeting touch, then he pulled away, and softly said, "Go on."

Reading tips: Both virgins, FL has an ex-boyfriend.

Next book: "Butterfly Escape" (forcible possession)

Clear-headed and resilient sister-lover X gloomy and obsessive prince. 01. The first time Pei Yandie saw Zhao Zhizhen, he had just been punished by his father. She wanted to bandage his wounds, but was intimidated by his fierce gaze and fled in panic.

As the child of a servant in the Zhao family, she lived timidly in their home, trying her best to avoid the gloomy and terrifying eldest young master. But in her final year of high school, after drinking too much, she had a relationship with the person she feared most.

02. They disappeared from each other's lives, as if nothing had ever happened. Pei Yandie went to university as planned. She always felt a shadow trailing her in life, but when she looked back, there was nothing. Gradually, she stopped thinking about it.

The year she graduated from university, she successfully joined her desired company and accepted the pursuit of her alumnus, Cen Tianhang.

03. In the hazy light, Pei Yandie disliked the atmosphere and wondered which important figure could make these usually arrogant rich second-generations wait, not daring to utter a single complaint.

She tugged on Cen Tianhang's sleeve and said, "I want to leave." The door was pushed open, and her eyes met his. It was Zhao Zhizhen. She wanted to flee.

04. Zhao Zhizhen pressed her against the table, his jaw resting against her neck. His bloodshot eyes turned fierce, biting her fair shoulder, his voice hoarse: "Pei Yandie, you can't run anymore."

Content tags: Wealthy families, fated encounters, proximity, favored son of heaven, sweet, daily life. Yan Jiu, Chen Yuchu. Pre-order "Butterfly Escape".

Other: Yan Jiu, Chen Yuchu. Brief intro: Marriage before love, the superior bows his head. Theme: Loving you is very important.

#How big of a lie can a man tell to get a woman?#

Xu Zhixi: He lied to you saying he had no money.

Xu Zhixi had no grand ambitions, only pursuing a stable life with "five insurances and one fund," rejecting the melodramatic love stories of the wealthy. Faced with a continuous stream of olive branches from rich second-generations, she consistently rejected every single one.

To make her life more stable, after setbacks in her first job, Xu Zhixi resolutely embarked on the path of taking the civil service examination. However, just as she began preparing, she couldn't resist temptations and started a relationship.

Her boyfriend was a small team leader at a company, not a high position, but he was handsome and capable. Although not from a wealthy family, having lost both parents, he had accumulated hundreds of thousands in savings through his own efforts. More importantly, he was gentle and considerate towards her, meticulously guiding her at work, and never giving her any negative emotions.

Considering all of the above, Xu Zhixi thought: He's the one! When they confirmed their relationship, she righteously declared: "I'm studying for the civil service exam, so you can't ask me to devote too much effort to our relationship. You also can't let colleagues know about us. Also, don't involve me in complex interpersonal relationships."

Song Jing was from a prominent family, with a net worth of tens of billions, yet no girls had ever appeared by his side. Everyone in his circle said he was cold and heartless, only caring about the family business, like an immortal banished from heaven, never to descend to the mortal world.

Until one day, the usually deep-minded, calm, and outstanding man lost control of his emotions and forcefully pulled a young girl into his arms, only to be pushed away with disdain. He wasn't angry; instead, he humbly whispered, "I'm sorry."

Xu Zhixi trembled with rage: "Those rich people aren't your friends?"

"Blocked them, so they're not friends."

Xu Zhixi was so angry she laughed: "Tens of thousands in savings?"

"...A few more zeros can be added after that."

"And what else?"

Song Jing observed her expression, then hesitantly said: "My father is still alive."

An online office worker who's all about taking the civil service exam vs. a love-addled rascal (?) domineering CEO who just wants to sleep for love.

#Has melodramatic love become mainstream?#

#When a "five insurances and one fund" enthusiast meets billions in a wealthy family, will she turn her life around by taking the civil service exam or marry into a rich family?# This novel is also known as: "The Anti-Melodrama Manifesto of a Civil Service Exam Taker."

When An Ning met Lu Xiyan again after four years, she was wearing the cheapest clothes from a wholesale market, had just been slapped, and was squatting at his feet picking up hospital payment slips.

He, on the other hand, was noble, aloof, and unobtainable, on the verge of getting engaged. He was no longer the young motorcyclist who only had eyes for her, but a powerful business magnate dominating the capital's elite circles.

And she was just a divorced woman. The two seemed to have returned to their starting point six years ago: one a favored son of heaven, the other a poor girl.

That day, the club lights were dim. She deliberately ordered a male model, sat on his lap, pouring drinks and teasing him. Just as her hand deliberately unbuttoned the male model's shirt, she was yanked up.

Turning around, she saw Lu Xiyan, dressed in a suit, with bloodshot eyes. His voice was scornful, "An Ning, do you have no shame?" An Ning, with red eyes, asked, "Lu Xiyan, do you still want me?"

Lu Xiyan's expression was indifferent, like an arrogant, self-important deity, "What makes you think I, Lu Xiyan, would want a woman who's divorced from another man and has a child as a burden?"

...Later, she decided to leave, once again exiting his world. But one dim evening, Lu Xiyan frantically pinned her to the sofa and kissed her fiercely, "This time, how long will you abandon me?"

The usually cold and proud man lowered himself, kneeling beside her leg, eyes filled with tears, pleading and accommodating, "An Ning, please love me again!"

A dark, possessive, short-tempered yet secretly passionate rough-guy seme (initially dismissive but later consumed by obsession, even bordering on madness, with a sharp tongue but a caring heart) × an innocent, soft, sweet little beauty uke (a tender and naive “fool”).

Set in the early 2000s, this is a sweet love story featuring:

Marriage-before-love

Age gap

Size difference

Dual purity

Countryside setting

Entrepreneurship

Happy Ending (HE).

On the first day Lu Sui returned home, his second uncle married him off for just 5,000 yuan. Cheap things aren't good, and good things aren’t cheap—his “bride” turned out to be a man and a fool at that!

The moment they met, the man called him “husband”...

Early Stage:

Lu Sui, full of disdain: “I don’t want him. Return him!”

Second Uncle: “You got yourself a wife for only 5,000 yuan—be content! Do you think a woman would marry you for 5,000? Unless she’s paralyzed! You’ve got a bargain here, and you’re still whining.”

Lu Sui, veins bulging, suppressing his anger: “But he’s a man! And a fool!”

Second Uncle: “So what if he’s a man? You’re old-fashioned! If you think marriage is just about someone serving you, go hire a maid instead! At least he’s a fool; no one can steal him away, and you won’t have to worry about him cheating!”

Lu Sui: “...”

Liang Jingxuan, teary-eyed and timidly: “Husband...”

Later Stage:

When his fragrant, soft spouse disappeared for just three minutes, Lu Sui went berserk: “Wife!!!”

“I’m here...”

Lu Sui, eyes blazing red: “Where did you go?!”

Liang Jingxuan: “I went to drink water...”

Lu Sui: “From now on, even for drinking water, you must call me. I’ll go with you!”

Liang Jingxuan: “...”

Includes minor group dynamics and a slightly angsty side couple.