A natural-born flirt who fools love cheats * A restrained power broker who turns obsessive and unhinged|Both leads are each other’s only ones|Hong Kong tycoon family
Zhu Jinxi and her cousin switched fiancés.
Her cousin traded her the engagement to a wealthy young man from Hong Kong.
Zhu Jinxi promptly pretended to be her cousin and headed to Hong Kong to meet her future husband.
With the title of future young madam, she settled right in.
Today she revamped the menu, tomorrow she maxed out the supplementary card, and the day after she moved into the master bedroom.
She did whatever she pleased.
After all, her fiancé did everything she said.
Until one day she realized her fiancé wasn’t who she thought he was.
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Zhou Youjun was ruthless, cold, and indifferent to desire.
When his cousin’s fiancée moved in, all he said was, “Make sure she’s well looked after. Send her back in a week,” before putting the matter out of his mind.
But she clumsily and frankly attached herself to him, beautiful and alluring.
His Adam’s apple bobbed. Did this little liar have any idea who she was tempting?
When he finally lost control and pinned her beside the bed,
she looped her arms around his neck and called softly, “Brother Youlin.”
It turned out she had mistaken him for her good-for-nothing fiancé.
He didn’t correct her.
Instead, every time she got his name wrong, he gripped her waist and kissed her more deeply.
He had stolen his cousin’s identity.
He was ashamed of his own baseness and furious at how deeply he had fallen, yet he felt all the more entitled to think:
That loser doesn’t deserve her. It’s my duty to take care of her.
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Zhou Youlin unexpectedly discovered that the woman he had been searching for, the girl of his dreams, was the country girl he had always looked down on, his fiancée.
Overjoyed, he went to his older cousin for help finding her.
But when the door opened, he saw his fiancée curled up in his cousin’s arms, saying lazily, “Honey, someone’s here.”
Zhou Youlin went deathly pale.
He could only watch as his cousin, his robe hanging half open, pulled his fiancée into his arms.
Then his cousin raised an eyebrow at him. “Call her sister-in-law.”
Zhou Youjun: I can’t stand to see her suffer, so if tomorrow isn’t made for her, then it might as well not exist.
