I Married the Capital’s Golden Boy, and My Trash Ex Won’t Stop Chasing Me in a Jealous Rage

In the third year of Lin Qiao and Shen Yan’s relationship, she unexpectedly caught him with his childhood sweetheart, both of them in disarray, and immediately broke up with him. She accepted her family’s arrangement to go on a blind date. But the man before her wasn’t quite as her family had described. Still, he had broad shoulders, a slim waist, handsome features, and an untamed, alluring air. Lin Qiao was quite satisfied. The man proposed, “If we’re a good match, shall we go register our marriage?” Lin Qiao thought that sounded fine. Three months into their marriage, Shen Yan came looking for Lin Qiao, frantic. “Qiaoqiao, I regret it. Can we get back together?” Before Lin Qiao could answer, an imposing presence drew near behind her, and a large hand wrapped around her slender waist. He Jingzhou glanced at Shen Yan and said coolly, “Young Master Shen, she’s my wife.” “Trying to steal her away? Have you got a death wish?” Shen Yan froze. How could the heir to the capital’s most powerful family, someone he normally wasn’t even qualified to meet, be here?