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[A 188 cm older, doting CEO type vs. a 168 cm sweet, sultry little vixen]
The richest man in Hong Kong, Chi Ye, falls for Bai Qiao at first sight.
She’s been doxxed and cyberbullied as a shameless woman, with nowhere left to turn.
He appears out of nowhere, pulls her out of the mud, and then relentlessly coaxes her into marrying him.
They agree not to interfere with each other after the wedding.
But after they marry, Chi Ye whispers seductively every night: “Baby, men have needs.”
People say rich men can’t be trusted. But a man with even more money gives her houses, cars, and connections, helping her reach the top.
The only problem is that this man has way too many rules. Big ones, like no fighting, and small ones, like no skirts above the knee.
By day, Bai Qiao is a famous director. By night, her husband corners her against the wall of his study.
“Mrs. Chi, rule number three says you’re not allowed to smile at other men. You broke the rules.”
He rubs his thumb over her red lips, his voice low and husky. “Tonight, copy the house rules a hundred times. I’ll supervise personally.”
With an aching back and sore waist, Bai Qiao protests: “Chi Ye, this is corporal punishment.”
The man chuckles and scoops her up by the waist. “Be good. This is me spoiling you.”
Super invincible and beautiful