Childhood Sweethearts Are Hard to Coax, CEO Bo Chases Nightly After Returning to China

The seemingly well-behaved, unfavored young lady vs. the cold, sharp-tongued heir!

[Childhood Sweethearts + Marriage of Convenience + Extreme Possessiveness + Wife Chasing Cremation + Satisfying and Clean]

Bo Jinzhou's return to the country caused a sensation throughout Yan Jing City. So many people wanted to curry favor with the Bo family's heir, but his cold and distinguished demeanor kept everyone at bay.

There were rumors that the heir and Miss Lu had been engaged for a long time, and their families were about to formalize their union. They had grown up together, their childhood sweethearts' relationship, and everyone praised them as a match made in heaven.

However, the heir took the second young lady's hand, his stern expression softening slightly, and he whispered, "Are you still angry?"

Years passed, and everyone forgot that Jiang Yimian and Bo Jinzhou were the true childhood sweethearts. They had grown up together, and Jiang Yimian was his only family.

But seven years ago, his declaration of "just a sister" shattered all the illusions Jiang Yimian held for him. Her father's favoritism and infidelity, her childhood playmate transformed into her sister, her status as a young lady was stolen, and all her honors and position fell to Lu Yiwan.

Scheming to drug and climb into Bo Jinzhou's bed was merely the first step in her revenge.

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Everything settled, and the divorce agreement was presented to Bo Jinzhou. He tore it up with his own hands.

Jiang Yimian: "Weren't we like siblings? Then let's divorce, and we can be good brother and sister for a lifetime."

Bo Jinzhou's face turned ashen with fury: "Who the hell wants to be siblings with you? Where do you think you're going with my child in your belly?"

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Upon realizing he had received her true affection since childhood only to push it away with his own hands, and that the hardships she endured were also related to him...

The unattainable CEO Bo knelt on the ground on a rainy night, holding Jiang Yimian's hand, his eyes bloodshot, his voice hoarse and pained, "Please, love me."