The Fussy Little Liar Got Kissed Until Her Lips Swelled by the Top Student

[Gorgeous, scheming little troublemaker × aloof academic genius turned entrepreneurial CEO]

Li Baoni, a stunning rich heiress who used to be the center of everyone’s attention, has fallen on hard times.

Her classmates spread rumors that she’s being kept by a sugar daddy. Her coworkers at her part-time job look down on her for carrying a fake designer bag. Even her own parents are calculating how much bride price they can get for her, planning to sell her off to an old man.

Just as she runs out of options, Pei Yizheng appears.

Pei Yizheng is her complete opposite: aloof and abstinent, an academic genius perched on a pedestal. During summer break, he ventured into Eastern Europe to start a cross-border trading business, and at a young age, he built a fortune worth millions.

From the moment they met, Pei Yizheng saw right through Li Baoni: vain, difficult, and full of little whims. But somehow, this prickly parasitic vine had him utterly bewitched.

He watches her work her way around all kinds of men just to find someone who’ll support her long term. He watches her stubbornly maintain appearances rather than lower her head. He watches the panic in her eyes when her parents force her to go on blind dates in exchange for bride-price money.

In the end, when Pei Yizheng sees her doing suggestive livestreams in the apartment he let her stay in, the thread of self-control he’s held taut for years finally snaps.

How does this woman keep slipping out and seducing other men whenever he takes his eyes off her? Pei Yizheng’s expression turns dark, but all he can do is put the same drive he poured into his business into cutting off her suitors.

Pei Yizheng’s Adam’s apple bobs as he corners her in a quiet corner of the campus building. “Stop looking. I’ll take care of you.”

Li Baoni raises an eyebrow and smiles sweetly, prodding his chest with a fingertip. “Pei Yizheng, you’re not my boyfriend, and we’re not married. Oh, right, I forgot you’re only twenty. You can’t even get a marriage license yet.”

Restraint surges in Pei Yizheng’s eyes as he suddenly grips her slender waist.

“As soon as I turn twenty-two, we’re getting married.”

Li Baoni looks at the madman before her, her heart racing out of control.