After Five Years of Cold War, the Capital's Young Heir Forces Me to Love Him

[Rival Suitors + The Ex's Regretful Pursuit + Real and Fake First Loves]

[One-on-One Romance, Both Pure, 70% Sweet]

[Proud Heiress Down on Her Luck & Sharp-Tongued, Cunning CEO]

Five years ago, Nan Sang couldn't bear living in poverty and betrayed her penniless, gravely ill ex-husband.

Five years later, the man returned, now at the top of the wealth rankings.

Her ex-husband insulted and took revenge on her, and his fake first love taunted her, but Nan Sang only smiled calmly. “What era are we living in? Still fighting over a man? If you want him, take him. Your big sister is better off on her own.”

But once she decided to let go, someone refused to accept it. Why did he keep showing up at her door?

…

Xiao Yilai never got to hear Nan Sang say she regretted it. Instead, he watched his rival win her over.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. There was no way he could forgive this woman!

But as the truth about the past slowly came to light, Xiao Yilai realized that Nan Sang had never betrayed him.

By then, his rival's position was growing more secure, while Xiao Yilai kept making more and more mistakes. He started to panic…

In the middle of the night, he opened his computer and posted: “I've been acting all arrogant for so long. Is it too late to start groveling now?”

“…”

…

Xiao Yilai looked at the adorable little one in front of him and asked cautiously,

“Sweetheart, would you let me be your dad from now on?”

The child shook their head. “No. Mommy said Daddy is dead…”

Xiao Yilai said, “Doesn't that make it perfect for me to take his place?”

Nan Sang rolled her eyes from the side. They even have the same face, and he still hasn't figured out that this is his child. They say daughters take after their fathers. That intelligence of his… is worrying.

…

Late at night, Nan Sang was dancing wildly in a bar when Xiao Yilai called. “Where are you?”

Nan Sang slipped into the alley behind the bar and answered lazily, “Sleeping.”

“Then how about a video call?”

“No. I'm not wearing anything.”

“It's the male models next to you who aren't wearing anything, isn't it…”

As soon as he finished speaking, a row of chocolate-bar abs pressed close. “If you like touching abs so much, why not touch mine?”

“…”