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Gu Cunxi's straightforward life path began to deviate completely from the broad public's prescribed smooth road the day she encountered Xiao Peiyin.

Not only did it deviate, but it was also full of taboos. She decided to be true to herself and face her inner feelings, but Xiao Peiyin told her: "I can't love women."

However, when she decided to give up, Xiao Peiyin said: "I surrender!"

In a stolen love, neither of them could withstand the storms. Xiao Peiyin lied to her and cruelly pushed her away.

Later, after four years of separation, they met again at a company dinner. Gu Cunxi gave her the cold shoulder, mocked her, but her heart was screaming, "I want her!"

This is not a story of two virgins; the female lead has been married before, and it has a Happy Ending.

1. "Jiang Siyue, 'By the stove, the person is like the moon, hoary wrists condense frost and snow'?" "No, born in April. It was a mistake by the registrar." Only after meeting Zhao Yan did Jiang Siyue become Jiang Siyue

2. A joke-like old promise was brought up because her sister wanted to buy a house. "The man's family is very rich, and they're from a scholarly background. You definitely won't suffer if you marry in." This was her mother's original words to her.

Her father was ill and couldn't work, her grandparents needed support, and her sister wanted to buy a school district house to send her son to the best elementary school in the city... Everyone hoped for Jiang Siyue to marry Zhao Yan and receive the betrothal money. "Didn't you always want to study abroad? I've asked around; after marriage, you can go wherever you want, and the Zhao family won't interfere!"

Jiang Siyue looked at her mother, who was earnestly persuading her. In her mother's eyes, there was pleading, resentment, blame... but no affection. Forget it. "Okay." 300,000 yuan, this was the price for buying out Jiang Siyue's latter half of life.

At the blind date banquet, Zhao Yan, who had never agreed to the marriage to begin with, arrived late due to an emergency. When he stood at the private room door, he saw a slender figure being pushed and insulted with extremely harsh words. The girl neither cried nor made a fuss, accepting it calmly. Somewhere in his heart, he was suddenly pricked.

Zhao Yan, who had always prided himself on being calm and rational, made the second decision in his life based on intuition. "Sorry, I'm late. Let's continue discussing the marriage..." She needed money, and he happened to be rich. He'd treat it as doing a good deed, as this marriage was destined to be in name only.

However, from some day on, his wife began to appear frequently in his world, smiling at him with crescent-shaped eyes. Faced with this intrusion, Zhao Yan felt very strange, but he didn't dislike it, so he let her be, until one day...

The sun was bright that day, certainly not a sad day for an idol drama. But that day, she and Zhao Yan met a woman, and on Zhao Yan's face, usually so calm, she saw other emotions. The woman stood in front of Zhao Yan and sarcastically said, "You got married just to spite me?"

...Jiang Siyue was a smart girl. She had always been praised for being sensible and knowing when to advance and retreat, so she quietly left without making things difficult for Zhao Yan. But when it actually came to the point of separation, Zhao Yan refused.

Reading Guide: 1. There is a 7-year age difference. The male lead is not the female lead's mentor; it just so happens that the male lead is a mentor and the female lead is a postgraduate student. 2. Both the male and female leads have ex-partners, and had proper relationships. They are not virgins, so purists should avoid! 3. The male and female leads are not perfect people in terms of personality; they both have flaws. Extreme advocates of either the male or female lead, leave! 4. Not a 'feel-good' story, but a 'cremation ground' (i.e., chasing his wife fiercely after mistreating her) story, a daily sweet romance. 5. This is how the story is written; if you don't like it, find another one. There are plenty on Jinjiang. Personal attacks are pointless there.

This was Jian Mo's third blind date this month, and to her surprise, she ended up with a bald man with gold-capped teeth. How could she be so unlucky? Couldn't she ever meet a high-quality man through blind dates?

"Huh, why is that man so handsome?" Jian Mo couldn't help but stare, then rushed over and linked her arm with his. When Jian Mo got a clear look at the man's face, she was shocked to realize—this man was none other than her direct boss, Huo Qichen!!!

"Huo, CEO Huo, why is it you?" Huo Qichen's calm and deep voice sounded, "Miss Jian, since you want to get married, and I also need a marriage partner, then, how about marrying me?" Jian Mo was stunned. Huo Qichen wanted to marry her?

"Okay, okay!" Then she would officially be the CEO's wife!

Her lover got engaged to someone else, and his beloved had been absent for years.

During a blind date, the two immediately hit it off.

After marriage, they understood each other, living a life as ordinary as any couple.

Just as the two were getting on track and developing mutual affection, her past love and his past love simultaneously reappeared in their lives...

What if you were his childhood sweetheart? From now on, it is I who will live in harmony with him.

What if it was a past love? It was merely a passerby in her twenties.

At twenty-two, Lu Zhenzhu married Gu Huai.Everyone said she was lucky.It wasn't long after their marriage when she found an old photograph in a cabinet...The girl in the photo looked very much like her, with a mole at the corner of her eye that was practically identical.On the back of the photo were complete poetic lines—"Half the river is green, half red; dew like pearls, the moon like a hook."However, the handwriting for those two lines was different: one line was delicate, like a girl's writing, while the other was wild, like his style.The final signatures were "Jiang Sese" and "Gu Huai."Lu Zhenzhu stared at the photo and understood everything...

Lin Lu - a Kyoto University student with a promising future.

Song Chen - a military officer with a bright future.

Due to a life-saving grace, the two were forced to marry and have children. Lin Lu originally thought Song Chen was also unwilling and resentful, so after giving birth to the child, she left recklessly and as a matter of course. One day, she was harmed and lay in bed for seven years. Upon waking up again, Lin Lu realized how much this person loved her and what he had sacrificed for her.

Before confessing, Brother Song secretly tried various temptations in front of his wife, but Lin Lu seemed to be blind and couldn't see them.

She even said, "Let's divorce, you should pursue your own happiness."

Song Chen: "Divorce is fine, you'll only get money, Mom and Dad and the child belong to me."

Lin Lu: Those seem to be my parents.

After the confession.

The clingy and coquettish Song Chen: "Wife, it hurts here, can you rub it for me?"

Though Lin Lu was impatient, she still did it: "Is it better now?"

Song Chen: "Wife, I think we can be on the balcony, in the kitchen, in the study..."

Lin Lu: "You want to roll!"

PS: All character settings are imperfect, enter at your own risk!

The female lead is selfish, sharp-tongued, cold-hearted, and only gives money to her child, not love.

The male lead: Sharp-tongued, stubborn.

Female lead's parents: Ignorant but also love their daughter.

Ning Nanxue and Fu Chen's five-year marriage

was maintained through the complete trampling of her physical and mental dignity.

She thought that even without love, there should at least be kinship.

Until that day.

The critical illness notice for their only child, and the entertainment headline about him spending a fortune for his "white moonlight," appeared before her at the same time.

She no longer had to pretend to be his Mrs. Fu.

Yet, that wolf-hearted man bribed all the media, kneeling in the snow with red eyes, begging her to return.

Ning Nanxue, however, appeared arm-in-arm with another man.

Her new love announced it to the whole world.

Three years ago, they had a flash marriage. Everyone thought Jiang Nuan had schemed against Gu Tingxuan and forced his "white moonlight" (first love) to leave the country.

Their brief time together made her think that he had a place for her in his heart, but when he heard his "white moonlight" was sick, he resolutely went abroad, leaving behind a divorce agreement.

Only then did she realize that she was merely a substitute for his "white moonlight."

Three years later, when he returned with his "white moonlight," she unhesitatingly signed the divorce papers, ceasing to bother him ever since.

While everyone assumed Gu Tingxuan could reconcile with his "white moonlight," no one expected him to stay outside his ex-wife's house daily, eyes red-rimmed, humbly pleading, "Nuan Nuan, can you come home with me today?"

“I'll marry you if you promise to kiss me every day.”

On the harrowing day she lost her family, out of all the men she knew, Marcella didn't expect those words from “Sweet Baby” Tony. She thought he was not interested in her.

She had to ask him for the marriage as she wanted to fulfil her sister's last wishes.

She got married the day she suffered a horrifying loss.

Don DeAngelo's youngest daughter became the wife of Antony Crawford.

She didn't wait to think why he wanted to marry her when every men she knew wanted her for who her father was. She trusted him that much.

But in a day, she learned that Tony was not so different from other men.

What choice can she make?

She can throw away the marriage and lose custody of her nephew, or...

She chose to be married to him. Their marriage can be a deal. She needed him, he needed her. It's all fine.

Except...

What does Tony feel? Is their marriage all but a business transaction for him? What is the secret he is hiding? Why can't he reveal it to her?

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*Excerpt*

“We are each our own devil, and we make this world our hell,” she said looking into his eyes. The alluring mystique behind those blue eyes made her heart skip a beat.

How can she hate and love someone this much? She must be missing a part of her brain.

In the silence of the dining room, the candle flickered. The curve of his lips widened and in the romantic ambiance, the thin lines around his eyes gave her a thrill.

“Quoting Oscar Wilde?” he chuckled comfortably, leaning forward.

“Isn't that true in our case?” she asked.

She observed him, trying to digest every single expression on his face.

He went silent. His lips pressed to a line. His pensive eyes never left hers except for the few seconds when he placed down his cutleries. She still couldn't guess what goes on in that smart brain of his.

It is this, she thought. I am a decently adventurous person. He's an adventure. Maybe that's his allure!

“Then, Birdie,” he stood up and walked to her.

Marcella's back got stiff as she tried to figure out what he was going to do.

Also, is that a pet name? Birdie? It's nice. But that came out of nowhere...

She followed him with his eyes. He kneeled beside her and held her hand. Only when she felt the warmth of his big hand on hers did she realize that she had been holding her breath for a while.

This man is going to be the end of her. It sucks when he does not feel even half of what she feels.

“Let's be angels,” he kissed her hand. With a smooth smile that reached his eyes, he looked at her. “Let's be each other's angels, and let's make this world our heaven.”

“You are...”

Unable to find any words to say to him, she buried her face in her hand. Her chest was heaving as if she ran a marathon.

This man surely is going to be the end of her.

“What?” he chuckled while teasing her to show her face. “What am I?”

“You're a brute, Mr. Crawford. That's what you are,” she said trying to hold her stoic expression to relay her “disapproval” of his methods. But in front of his goofy smile, she lost.

She lost, and she didn't feel defeated.

She felt delighted in his presence.

“Mark my words, Birdie. I am taking you to the White House,” he said.

Marcella opened her mouth to speak but no words came out. The determination shining in his eyes...

He's not talking about a visit to the White House, is he?

No way! No f*cking way!

Her eyes widened. But he was smiling sweetly as always. He stood up and leaned to her ear.

“Let's have today's kiss on the bed,” he said.

Before she could form a resistance, he picked her up and walked up the stairs.

Again, Marcell pondered the one question she's been asking a lot lately.

Whom did I marry?