I'm Gorgeous and Wild, Yet Mr. Shen Can't Get Enough of Me

[Marriage first, love later / older, protective hero / sweet romance] [Brilliant, willful heiress X abstinent, calculating, cold-faced heir] There's one thing Shanghai's upper crust all agree on: never marry Gu Niansheng. At matchmaking banquets, the Gu heiress splashes people with champagne. At fashion shows in Paris, she turns up her nose. If she dislikes a hotel, she walks out on the spot. The young heirs steer clear of her. Gu Niansheng doesn't care. This young lady has looks, long legs, and a family fortune. Who needs a husband? That is, until her parents use a third of their shares as her dowry and bundle her off to Shen Yanzhou, the “Cold-Faced King of Hell” of the Shen family. Shen Yanzhou is Shanghai's most eligible heir, famous for keeping women at arm's length and dealing ruthlessly with his enemies. At their first meeting, Gu Niansheng rolls her eyes at him and even asks whether he's impotent. Shen Yanzhou calmly fastens his cufflink, his gaze unfathomable. “Miss Gu, would you rather get a marriage license or face punishment? You choose.” On the first day of marriage, they sleep in separate rooms. By the first week, she thinks he's utterly boring, and he thinks she's a walking disaster. By the first month, she gets drunk and hires male escorts, and he carries her home with a dark look on his face. Gu Niansheng thinks it's nothing more than a business marriage where each gets what they want: she can keep being outrageous, and he can stay an ice-cold statue. Until one rainy night, she throws herself into his arms, crying, “Nobody wants me.” He holds her close, his voice low and husky. “I want you.” Later, her college sweetheart returns, successful and famous, and begs her to get back together. For the first time, Shen Yanzhou panics. He bites her ear, his voice pleading. “You're going to divorce me and go to him, aren't you?” Gu Niansheng freezes. “I never said I wanted a divorce.” “Then is there even the tiniest place for me in your heart?” “Nian Nian, forget him. Could you love me instead?”