[Dual Rebirth + Ex-Husband Pursuit and Redemption + 1v1 + Mutual Devotion and Flirting + Face-Slapping and Scum-Tormenting]
[Spoiled Heiress Who Won’t Stop Until She Gets Her Way x Mature, Brooding, Love-Struck CEO]
In her previous life, she was blind and foolish, mistaking a worthless stone for a precious gem.
The rain poured down on the day Lin Wanyi died. Kneeling before Gu Chengze’s grave, she finally understood: the man who had given her everything had been driven to ruin by her own hand. Her best friend’s lies and her own selfishness had left him bankrupt and dead, while she died consumed by regret at his grave.
When she opened her eyes again, she had returned to her wedding night.
Before her stood Gu Chengze, alive and still in love with her. In this life, she swore she would never make the same mistakes again. Her scheming childhood friend? She’d tear him apart! Her fake-sweet best friend? She’d kick her to the curb! All she wanted was Gu Chengze, the man she had once hurt so deeply.
But she never expected that he had been reborn too.
He looked at her with a complicated, distant gaze and said they would only be husband and wife in name. Lin Wanyi didn’t care. She brought out all the clingy sweetness she’d never shown him in her previous life, clinging to him, coaxing him, and flirting with him. “Gu Chengze, I’m scared of the dark.” “Gu Chengze, my foot hurts.” “Gu Chengze… will you hold me?”
Everyone said Lin Wanyi had changed, from a spoiled heiress into a clingy wife. Only Gu Chengze knew that the defenses around his heart were crumbling bit by bit. When she cried, he couldn’t help wanting to wipe away her tears. When she acted cute, he instinctively wanted to indulge her. Even when she merely came close, his heart raced out of control.
Later, everyone in Jiangcheng knew:
President Gu had a darling who was delicate, loved to cry, and liked to fuss. No one else was allowed to touch her or criticize her. He even thought a single glance from someone else was too much. Every night, he gently soothed the woman in his arms. “Wanyi, be good. I’m right here.”
