I Kissed a Tycoon While Fleeing My Wedding, and He Called Me His Nephew’s Wife

[The male lead forces his way into her heart and rises to power + intense push and pull + the scumbag chases his wife to the crematorium + devoted military marriage] Brilliant female scientist + wild, devoted big shot Xu Chutang and Song Yanjing grew up together. She gave up a promising future for him, content to stand behind him, only to be betrayed. She decisively cut ties. “We’re calling off the wedding. Let’s part on good terms.” Song Yanjing wanted to have it both ways, pretending to be devoted. “My love for you is one of a kind.” She didn’t expose him. Fifteen days later, she arranged for a fake bride to take his evidence of infidelity and complete the grand scheme of this “marriage scam” in her place. Song Yanjing panicked and went mad. He searched the whole city, but couldn’t find so much as a scrap of her clothing. When they met again, she was an untouchable scientific heavyweight and the heir to the legendary physician known as the Ghost Doctor... He knelt in red-eyed desperation, begging for forgiveness, only to discover the most powerful man in the country standing beside her: his uncle, Song Qianzhou. Song Qianzhou was a decisive military powerbroker who could turn the tide of the military world. Xu Chutang had never wanted to get involved with him. But whenever she was at her lowest, she would encounter him and find shelter from the storm. When she was attacked, he caught her and spared her a painful fall. Later, because their identities made their relationship taboo, she tried to draw a clear line between them. He seized the chance to pin her against the car window, then wiped her red lips, stained with his saliva, and said, “If you want to play me, you’ll have to ask the people of this country.” Everyone said Xu Chutang was a femme fatale who had seduced the most powerful man into defying all moral boundaries. But only Song Qianzhou knew that he was the one who had fought his way through every obstacle to win her over. (P.S. This is entirely fictional, entirely fictional.)