A Powerful Male Lead Who Spoils His Wife, With Only One Wife 男主很强很宠自己老婆只有一个老婆

1. 151 糙 A Rough Hunter Found a Sweet Princess and Cherished Her as His Dearest Treasure 糙汉猎户捡到娇软公主宠成心尖宝 Golden Hairpin, Ah金步摇啊Ancient Romance234k WordsCompleted [Sweet romance + devoted couple + rugged man + adorable heroine] The most honored legitimate princess of Chu suffered an accident and fell off a cliff. A broad-shouldered, rough-edged hunter found her and brought her home to be his little wife. Princess: “I am the most honored legitimate princess of Chu.” Rugged hunter: “This little woman must’ve hit her head when she fell, but it’s fine. I don’t mind.” Princess: … The princess slapped the hunter across the face and snap 11.7kReads9.3Score1.1kShelves
2. 152 领 I Lost My Memory Before We Could Get Our Marriage License, and the Capital's Golden Boy Swept Me Into a Whirlwind Marriage 领证前失忆，京圈太子爷拐我闪婚 Yun Qingqiu云青楸Modern Romance496k WordsCompleted ⭐️The short drama adaptation, Love Hidden in Time, is now streaming. Lots of sweet kissing scenes!⭐️ On the day they were supposed to register their marriage, Meng Zhi was framed and got into a car accident. Her fiancé rescued his adopted daughter right in front of her and left Meng Zhi behind. Meng Zhi was saved by her fiancé’s uncle. When she woke up, she had lost her memory. The first thing she saw was a mature, stern-looking man. His eyes were full of concern, and he was so handsome that she 5.2kReads8.9Score533Shelves
3. 153 穿 Transmigrating into a Wealthy Family: The Female Side Character Makes the CEO Fall Hard 穿书豪门，女配她让霸总真香了 Drunken Plum梅子醉Modern Romance407k WordsCompleted [Transmigrate into a book + marriage first, love later + sweet romance] Xia Xing’s job keeps her traveling all over the place, with barely a day off all year. She’s often sighed that in her next life, she’d definitely want to be a carefree slacker… After waking up one morning, Xia Xing discovers she’s transmigrated into the novel she stayed up late reading the night before, as a cannon-fodder female character who shares her name and barely gets a mention. What a great deal! Xia Xing thanks the h 2.4kReads8.9Score148Shelves

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   Sweet romance, so beautiful!

4. 154 奶 Dad Starts Out Invincible 奶爸从无敌开始 Ugly and Broke丑穷穷Urban187k WordsCompleted After cultivating in another world for more than twelve hundred years, Liang Xiao finally masters the art of crossing time and space and returns to Earth. Eager to get home, he soon finds the person he has been longing for. But to his surprise, his wife, Lin Ranran, has withstood pressure from all sides and raised their daughter on her own... 1Reads—Score—Shelves
5. 155 都 The Invincible City Dad 都市无敌奶爸 Drunk on Sorghum Liquor高粱酒醉Urban1.1M WordsCompleted [Dad + transmigration + farming + pocket dimension] Five years ago, he was ambushed and his soul transmigrated to a cultivation world. After five hundred years, he became an Immortal Emperor who shook the universe. Five years later, longing for his stunningly beautiful wife, he transmigrated back, only to discover that he had been gone for just five years and now had an adorable little daughter, too. From then on, the Immortal Emperor became a doting husband and devoted dad, using the space insi 2.3kReads8.6Score248Shelves
6. 156 不 Behave Yourself, Fourth Young Master, You're Out! 不乖，四少你出局了！ Not So Dark Under the Lamp灯下不黑黑Modern Romance354k WordsCompleted [Sweet and obedient heroine x spoiled rich heir] [Domineering pursuit x rekindled romance x groveling pursuit x happy ending] - The day she married into the Jiang family, the snow had just stopped. He Yang sat in the lounge while the makeup artists eyed her custom-made, outrageously expensive wedding dress and whispered, “Every stitch of this wedding is costly, except the bride.” The sky was clear blue, drones circled overhead, and a few words appeared: “Jiang Siye, I bet you’ll be divorced with 30.2kReads8.7Score2.7kShelves
7. 157 病 The Yandere Hero Dotes on Me Like a Treasure, and the Original Heroine Regrets It 病娇男主宠我如宝，原女主后悔了 Jin Yuyan锦钰颜Ancient Romance790k WordsCompleted [Quick transmigration, obsessive male leads, stunning female lead, love at first sight, forced possession, sweet romance, original female leads regret it] In some small worlds, the female leads couldn’t bear their obsessive male leads’ relentless pursuit and imprisonment, and their love turned into mutual destruction. Xie Lanyin, however, has a special fondness for these powerful yet tragic, obsessive male leads, so she came along. But once all the obsessive male leads fell in love with her, the 26.7kReads8.8Score2kShelves

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   This is definitely the one! [Admiration] The female lead is absolutely gorgeous, delicate and sweet. The male lead falls in love with her at first sight; he's a hopeless romantic who knows how to win her over, and he's also very possessive. Sometimes he even tries to force himself on her. [Facepalm]

8. 158 偏 After the Paranoid Tycoon Pretends to Be Good, the Metaphysics Guru Spoils Her Rotten 偏执商总装乖后，玄学大佬她超宠 Qing Zifan清子梵Modern Romance516k WordsCompleted [Gentle, cool-headed Celestial Master × Bipolar, unhinged CEO | Supernatural healing | Mutual salvation | Fated romance | Devoted, exclusive love | Strong female lead | One true love] [The Celestial Master who slays ten thousand ghosts with one sword × The violent CEO who turns into a clingy sweetheart] Female lead: Lin Zhao Male lead: Shang Biehe Lin Zhao never expected to go out hunting ghosts in the middle of the night and come home with a husband. Nor did she expect this guy to be so ha 4.1kReads8.9Score562Shelves

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   🌈🌈💐🍂The female lead is a master of metaphysics; she knew the male lead was her destined one the moment she saw him, and they quickly got together. [Added to bookshelf][Smile] The male lead has bipolar disorder; he relapses when the female lead is away for too long. This is the first metaphysical novel I've ever read that I found so engaging, not bad 😄 Not bad.

9. 159 空 My Sweet Little Surprise: Pat My Head and I Won't Bite 空降小娇宝：摸摸头就不咬人哦 Moonlit Songs月步笙歌Modern Romance581k WordsCompleted [So sweet it'll blow your mind! Super doting! The heroine is adorable!] A sweet, clueless heroine who's an all-round AI expert + a scheming, total jerk of a male lead On a survival variety show on a deserted island, starring some obscure celebrity, a young woman suddenly takes the internet by storm. She can climb trees, dive into the sea, catch snakes, and fish. Her survival skills are maxed out, and she's both sweet and adorable, the whole team's caring little darling. Netizens shed tears and s 2.6kReads9.2Score222Shelves
10. 160 量 Quantum Entanglement 量子的纠缠 Little Zhuangzhuang小妆妆Modern Romance634k WordsCompleted He is a powerful figure in the entertainment industry, a scheming playboy. She is an ordinary fan, a timid little rabbit. After an accident, he coerces her into marriage and forces her to fall in love with him. Just as their relationship begins to warm up, his former girlfriends, unwilling to let go, come one after another to tear them apart. Heartbroken, she miscarries and resolutely divorces him. Even after the divorce, neither can let go of the other. Once again, he shows the same forceful re 1.8kReads—Score109Shelves

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    The male lead is a superstar in the music industry, owning multiple media companies and a top celebrity in the entertainment circle. He's surrounded by beautiful women and has countless ex-girlfriends, yet he can't win over the female lead despite his persistent pursuit. So, he uses his power to forcefully marry her. After marriage, he cuts off all ties with his exes, doting on her alone, and publicly declares that he only loves his wife and that no one can share his love with anyone else. [KISS]

11. 161 糟 Oh No! The Monster Tricked into an Arranged Marriage Is at My Door! 糟糕！被骗娃娃亲的怪物找上门了 Twenty-One This Year今年二十一Modern Romance357k WordsCompleted [Devoted, loyal tentacle-monster male lead × laid-back female lead who owns a cake shop] Fu Ling, the sweet-looking owner of a small cake shop, is a highly skilled baker. Anders is a monster whom the Monster Research Bureau has classified as the highest-level threat to humanity. The two had no connection at all, until Anders took a fancy to Fu Ling when she was little and told her to marry him when she grew up. Fu Ling has forgotten all about it. But after growing up, Anders shows up at her 30Reads6.5Score—Shelves

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    💫🌧🌊 This is such a novel story! The male lead is the strongest creature discovered so far, yet all he thinks about is his wife. He even secretly cleans for her, and the female lead, unaware of his creature nature, isn't afraid at all! She even bakes him little cakes and writes him little notes every day! This interaction really touched me.

12. 162 豪 The Wealthy Couple Goes Viral Thanks to a Divorce Reality Show 豪门夫妇靠离婚综艺爆火 Lu Mi鹿弥Modern Romance476k WordsCompleted Wen Muran was mired in scandal after a famous actress smeared her, spreading rumors everywhere that Wen Muran was the other woman who broke up someone’s marriage. One day, they ran into each other on the red carpet. Wen Muran went straight for the jugular: “Only dung beetles think poop is a treasure. If you love rolling in filth, go roll around in it yourself. Don’t come here to disgust me. I’m married. I’ve seen the very best, and I wouldn’t look twice at maggots in a sewer.” The actress had po 3.2kReads8.9Score276Shelves

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    He's incredibly strong and dotes on his wife, a true "raising-a-wife" type, from childhood to adulthood. 💖Those involved are cautious, while outsiders are swept up in the sweetness. ⚠️High sweetness ahead! No dragging out the face-slapping and revenge-taking, no missing a moment of confession and sweetness—just watch, every bite is a sweet treat.

13. 163 惊 What! The Flirtatious Beauty in Lord Fu’s Arms Is a Peach Fairy 惊！傅爷怀里的小撩精是桃仙子 Gentle South Wind南风习习Modern Romance525k WordsCompleted [Sweet romance] + [Exorcising demons and ghosts] + [Three lifetimes] Luo Yang was the only peach in the Peach Garden to cultivate a human form. At the Immortal Ascension Ceremony, she took a fancy to a powerful man at first sight. When the powerful man descended to the mortal world to undergo a trial, Luo Yang reached new heights of mischief in the Heavenly Realm. To get some peace and quiet, the Jade Emperor arranged a customized “seven-day trip to the mortal world” for her. From then on, Luo 300Reads8.9Score—Shelves
14. 164 替 The Contract Wife, The Ice-Cold CEO Falls Hard 替嫁契约妻，高冷禁欲总裁沦陷 Loves Bauhinia Flowers爱紫荆花Modern Romance410k WordsCompleted Forced by her adoptive parents, Xia Yutong takes the place of her arrogant, overbearing stepsister and marries Lu Yunfei, a notorious playboy caught up in one scandal after another. But the wedding takes a shocking turn. The man who comes to escort her home is not the playboy Lu Yunfei, but Lu Yanci, the feared devil of the business world. He runs the vast Lu business empire, wields enormous power, and is ruthless in his methods. He is aloof, chaste, and indifferent to women. On their wedding ni 13kReads6.8Score893Shelves

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    The male lead is incredibly powerful, yet he dotes on the female lead exclusively; their marriage begins before they fall in love.

15. 165 药 The Fragile Beauty Weeps, While Tycoon Chen's Heart Trembles 药罐美人哭唧唧，财阀琛爷心肝颤 Spring and Autumn春与秋Modern Romance811k WordsCompleted Completed / Daddy-type boyfriend / 10-year age gap / adored by her brothers / devoted to each other, sweet romance A sweet, soft, delicate heiress in poor health ✘ a refined, wicked, possessive tycoon with deep devotion ☆ The pampered young lady returns home to honor her grandfather’s last wish and seeks refuge with the Chu family. He wears gold-rimmed glasses, is fastidious and refined, and stands straight, exuding authority without a word. After a ruler smacks her palm, the man glances sideway 1.8kReads8.8Score170Shelves
16. 166 权 The Powerful Minister Pursues His Wife: He Says He'd Even Accept Being Her Lover! 权臣追妻，他说外室他也愿意！ I Am the Blooming Prosperity花开富贵本花Ancient Romance339k WordsCompleted The rating has just come in, so it’ll go up later~ The male lead starts out on top, then turns into a devoted lapdog later. There’s a little political scheming and domestic drama. The satisfying face-slapping comes later. This isn’t a strong-female-lead story either, so don’t read it if that’s not your thing. "Beautiful, fair-skinned, voluptuous, innocent heroine vs. a man who doesn’t realize he’s in love until he’s on his knees pursuing his wife" "Powerful minister pursues his wife ➕ both leads 2.3kReads8.1Score223Shelves

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    He only has one wife, so he has to spoil her rotten!! The Regent's secret crush has come true, and the Prime Minister has been plotting for a long time. They both have the surname Shen, so they're from the same clan! So seductive!! This is the second novel about pursuing a wife, and the general is dressed up in a silver chain! Aaaaaaah!

17. 167 姐 My Sister and I Are to Marry the Same Man? I Won't Marry the Crown Prince, I Want the Regent 姐妹同嫁？我不嫁太子我要摄政王 I Am the Blooming Prosperity花开富贵本花Ancient Romance717k WordsCompleted The possessive, jealous regent x the sweet, silly Princess Mingyue The heroine is the kind of person who doesn’t have to lift a finger for someone to fall in love with her! "Historical romance + reborn + in their previous life, the hero secretly loved her and died with her + in this life, he competes for her and refuses to let her go + both are devoted to each other + happy ending + sweet romance + no angst for the heroine" In both their past and present lives, Wen Ruan is Shen Ye’s wife. In t 37.1kReads8.7Score6.5kShelves
18. 168 乖 Goodness! The Sweet, Soft-Spoken Wife Turns into a Little Flirt 乖乖！软糯娇妻化身小撩精 Yang Yu央雨Modern Romance244k WordsCompleted [Sweet romance + pregnancy + mutual flirting] Tang Xixi was born into hardship, but Fu Yehan’s kind mother took her in. One day, Fu Yehan corners her against a wall. “Little darling, do you really not like me?” Her head starts to spin. Like him or not? Tang Xixi: “I don’t like you.” Fu Yehan: “You don’t like me? Little darling, you’re being so naughty~” Later, she learns that countless women have their eyes on her man. Crying prettily in Fu Yehan’s arms, Tang Xixi pleads, “Brother, please don’t 564Reads8.9Score106Shelves
19. 169 独 Spoiled and Adored: Kisses for the Beloved Little Wife 独宠示爱：亲亲团宠小娇妻 LivanaModern Romance311k WordsCompleted [One-on-one, devoted couple, mutual firsts, maximum sweetness] Soft, clingy sweetheart × clingy, lovesick CEO / love at first sight + two children after marriage After an accident, Fu Xinyan saves the most sought-after man in Lucheng. When they meet again, she agrees to Fang Siyans's proposal just to escape her family's interference. She thinks he's only repaying her kindness! She never expects to see that unmistakable possessiveness in his eyes. He wraps an arm around her slender waist and pu 983Reads7.7Score100Shelves
20. 170 错 I Flirted with the Wrong Jerk's Uncle! The Chaste Master Fu Races to Marry Me 错撩渣男小叔！禁欲傅爷抢着联姻 Xiong Chuang熊创Modern Romance330k WordsCompleted [Marriage first, love later + long-planned seduction + stealing someone else's partner + eight-year age gap + both leads are inexperienced + explosive sexual tension + possessive] Naive, affection-starved, scheming little white rabbit × abstinent, restrained, flirtatious uncle Jiang Zhi was drugged and stumbled around looking for her fiancé. As she passed the Fu family study, a pair of large, well-defined hands pulled her inside. It was her fiancé's uncle, Fu Yanzhou. Rumor had it he was abstine 24kReads7.6Score1.8kShelves

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    A top-tier wealthy family, the world's richest man, who dotes on his wife.

21. 171 独 Spoiled and Soothed: Her Daddy-Style Husband Cherishes Her 独宠！诱哄！她被爹系老公娇养了 Handwritten Meatball手写的丸子Modern Romance188k WordsCompleted One-on-one, both untouched. A scheming, devoted, fatherly big bad wolf of a husband vs. a sweet, innocent, gentle little wife Duan Yanxing has been pining for the pitiful girl he took in for a full ten years. He schemes and plots, laying traps at every turn, and is a master of disguise. In public, he is the ruthless, brutal “Master Duan,” revered and feared by everyone in the underworld. In private, he is the fatherly husband who comes running whenever his girl calls. 838Reads8.7Score101Shelves
22. 172 甜 So Sweet It’s Crazy! Her Possessive Husband Teases His Good Little Darling 甜疯！爹系老公掐腰暗诱小乖宝 Grapefruit Rum柚子朗姆酒Modern Romance301k WordsCompleted [Sweet flirtation, swoony and satisfying, doting husband, one couple with mutual devotion, age gap, everyone’s favorite] The head of the Bo family had raised an ungrateful little brat for six years, only for her to run off with someone else? Who could have guessed that she’d get into a car accident while running away from home and suffer brain damage? She couldn’t remember anyone, yet somehow remembered him. When she saw him in her hospital room, she began to cry, her voice soft and plaintive. “ 4.7kReads8.9Score449Shelves

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    The little ingrate's brain was damaged in the accident; he remembered no one but him. Seeing him in the hospital room, he cried softly and pitifully, "Waaah, husband, why did you take so long? You scared me to death!" Husband? Mr. Bo's lips curled into a sly smile. This car accident was a good thing! He bent down and scooped the little ingrate into his arms, his voice incredibly gentle, "Sweetie~ Husband's taking you home." But once the little ingrate regained his memory, he cried and threw a tantrum, "What husband? It's all fake." The man smiled captivatingly, "You're Mrs. Bo now. It's too late to say anything now. Sweetie, call me husband~" Sweet and cloying.

23. 173 甜 Sweet Temptation! Spoiled to the Max! The Little Spendthrift Is Hounded by a Big Shot 甜诱！肆宠！小财迷被大佬缠疯了 Gu Nuanqing顾暖卿Modern Romance1.0M WordsCompleted (A timid, talented, playful husband-whipped wife + a doting, love-struck CEO who spoils his wife rotten) Watching the cannon-fodder supporting female character in a novel, who had every advantage, get used and brainwashed until she made a mess of everything and ultimately destroyed herself, Sheng Yichun couldn’t help lamenting what a waste it was. Who could have guessed she’d transmigrate into the character’s body the very next second? For the sake of a blissfully wealthy life in the future, she 542Reads7.5Score100Shelves
24. 174 替 After Becoming the North American Tycoon's Substitute Bride, the Qipao Beauty Is Spoiled Rotten 替嫁北美大佬后，旗袍美人被娇宠 A Scroll of Yang Cai一卷阳菜Modern Romance340k WordsCompleted [Marriage first, love later + older man/younger woman + both leads' first love] Delicate beauty in a qipao × North American mixed-race tycoon Su Jinghao is a frail beauty whom doctors have said won't live past twenty-five. Her scumbag father, driven by profit, forces her to take her stepsister's place and marry Yan Hui Adams, a top North American tycoon. Rumor has it that this mixed-race mogul is violent, ruthless, cold-blooded, and cruel beyond measure. Everyone is waiting to laugh at Su Jingha 15.9kReads8.7Score2.1kShelves

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    11 [Licking screen][licking screen] As the two walked down the stairs side by side, Yan Hui suddenly spoke up: "Wearing this, you look even more like someone from a Chinese painting." Su Jinghao tilted her head: "What kind of person?" "The gentle and tender type." He paused, "Looks quiet, but not easy to mess with." Su Jinghao's ears burned from his gaze, but she still spoke first: "Not suitable?" "Suitable." Yan Hui picked up his phone, his voice lowered, "Very beautiful." He was too blunt, and Su Jinghao's fingertips curled slightly. "From childhood to adulthood," she said, holding onto the stairs, her voice not loud, "Su Wanqing is more like the Su family's daughter. She has people who love her, people who pamper her, and people who coax her when she throws a tantrum. I'm more like someone who's been temporarily remembered." Yan Hui didn't respond to the word "temporarily," he only said calmly: "Not anymore." The next second, the list was snatched away by a hand. Yan Hui didn't even look at it closely, he simply raised his hand to the side and threw it into the wastebasket not far away. When the paper fell in, the restaurant was so quiet that even breathing became soft. Eileen visibly startled: "Sir?" Yan Hui looked up, his grey-blue eyes devoid of warmth: "From now on, don't bring things like this to her." Eileen whispered, "The manor has always..." "I said, no need." Yan Hui's tone was calm, yet it silenced the entire dining room. "She doesn't need rules here; her habits are the manor's rules." Yan Hui strode in, his long legs exuding an imposing aura. The sandalwood prayer beads pressed heavily against his wrist, his grey-blue eyes sweeping over the mess on the floor before settling on Su Jinghao's pale face. The first thing Yan Hui saw upon entering was Su Jinghao. Yan Hui was amused by her, but his breathing became even heavier. "You're practically suffocating yourself, and you're still thinking about that bouquet of flowers?" Su Jinghao didn't answer, her forehead unconsciously resting against his chest. This gesture almost carried a hint of dependence. Yan Hui paused, his hand tightening around her waist, his thumb pressing against her side through her fabric, clearly feeling the incredibly slender waistline. He suddenly felt a little annoyed. He was annoyed by Tang Jing, but even more annoyed by the Su family. Despite being so ill, she dared to stand alone and argue with people, refusing to call for help even when her pager was broken. She held on until he entered, her first thought being to clarify the evidence and logic point by point, as if as long as she was standing, she would settle accounts even if the sky fell. He didn't know why she was so tolerant. He also didn't know if she had always been like this, never speaking of her pain, never complaining when wronged, only showing a hint of vulnerability when she couldn't hold on any longer. "Su Jinghao," Yan Hui lowered his head, his hand supporting the back of her neck, his voice low, "Aren't you a little too confident in yourself?" Su Jinghao's vision was already blurry, and she couldn't hear clearly, only feeling his chest was very steady, his heartbeat steady, one beat after another. It was as if someone had finally shielded her from the outside wind. Her tense shoulders slowly relaxed, but her fingertips suddenly tightened, unconsciously gripping the crumpled patch of Yan Hui's suit jacket. The next second, she completely collapsed. Yan Hui's brow twitched, and he immediately pulled her into a tight embrace. The girl in his arms was almost too light, her face buried against his chest, her dark hair brushing against his chin, her breathing shallow, her slender white fingers still clutching his collar tightly, as if she had finally given in and was instinctively grabbing onto something. The tense atmosphere that had filled the reception room suddenly dissipated. Yan Hui looked down at the hand gripping his collar, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly, the coldness in his eyes gradually fading, leaving only a touch of helpless tenderness. Su Jinghao's ears burned from his touch, but she couldn't say anything, and could only let him do as he pleased. In that instant, the sleeve of her nightgown slipped down a little, revealing an even more slender wrist and a worn wooden bracelet. Yan Hui stopped. The bracelet wasn't particularly eye-catching; the wooden beads were old, the edges smoothed and shiny from her handling, clearly worn for many years. But as the light fell from above, the wood grain spread out in concentric circles, strangely similar to the sandalwood prayer beads on his wrist. One was dark in color, the other light. Yet the texture, the oiliness, even the fine swirls on the beads' surface, all seemed to have grown from the same piece of old wood. Su Jinghao noticed his gaze, glanced down, and almost instinctively pulled her hand under the covers. Before she could pull it back, Yan Hui had already grasped her wrist. His palm was large, and with a gentle squeeze, it encircled her slender white wrist bone. His thumb brushed against the old wooden bead, slowly stroking it, the warm touch making her heart skip a beat. "Where did this bracelet come from?" He asked. His voice was low, devoid of emotion. Su Jinghao, held by him, didn't know whether to move or not, so she honestly answered, "My grandmother gave it to me." Yan Hui looked up at her. "Your mother's keepsake?" "Yes," she said softly, "I've always worn it." Yan Hui didn't speak. The sandalwood prayer beads still hung on his wrist, very close to the old wooden bracelet on her hand, one dark and one light, like two old stories that shouldn't have met, suddenly colliding. Su Jinghao felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze, her throat tightening: "What's wrong?" Yan Hui seemed to only then come to his senses, releasing his fingers from her wrist, "What's different?" "You're my wife." These words were spoken lightly. But even his anger seemed to be standing up for her, clumsy to the point of being domineering, yet it was hard not to feel sorry for him. "Who let you run out alone?" His voice was deep and cold, but his hand didn't loosen, still holding her icy wrist. Su Jinghao was wrapped up tightly, gently struggling: "I'm not a child." "Your body temperature right now isn't much better than an ice cube." Su Jinghao looked down at the black card, her voice softening: "You'll spoil me like this." "Then I'll spoil you." Yan Hui leaned back in his chair, his tone indifferent, "Anyway, it won't spoil me." "Her preferences are the standard." Yan Hui said. Yan Hui didn't release her immediately, his fingertip lightly twirling her wrist: "Call me if you need anything." "You can hear me from halfway through the venue?" "Try it." Su Jinghao couldn't help but glance at him, withdraw her hand, and turn to leave. Yan Hui's tone was indifferent, devoid of anger, which was even more intimidating: "She's my wife. Tonight you made her stand here surrounded by people questioning her, treated like a spectacle, and now you want to talk to me about making amends?" "Contact the legal department and investment banks." Yan Hui reached out and gently gathered the shawl that had slipped off Su Jinghao's shoulder, his movements as natural as if he were in his own living room, "Acquire it." The boss looked up sharply. Only then did Yan Hui turn to Su Jinghao, his tone softening instantly, as if he were a different person, "Since you like these things, this auction house will be registered under your name from now on, just a casual art gallery." Su Jinghao was stunned. She looked up at him, her eyelashes fluttering slightly. "You mean... The whole house?" "Yes." Yan Hui looked at her. "There's enough space; hanging your embroidery won't feel cramped." "It's not that I'm afraid." She tilted her head to look at him, a hint of shock still lingering in her eyes. "It's just the first time I've known someone could pamper someone like this." Yan Hui moved closer, pulling up the collar of her coat for her, his fingers brushing against the gemstone on her collarbone. "You'll get used to it." "Su Jinghao." He looked down at her, his eyes filled with undisguised aggression. "You don't need to be so calculating with me. You're my wife, and your grandmother is my grandmother. It's only right that I spend some money on her care." They were so close that Su Jinghao could see the shadows of his eyelashes in his deep-set eyes and feel his warm breath brush against her nose as he spoke. Her ears began to burn, but she forced herself to remain calm: "What about Su Wanqing?" "Her?" Yan Hui chuckled, a cold glint in his eyes. "She's probably having a headache right now, wondering why all the top luxury brands have blacklisted her, why all those high-society circles she painstakingly squeezed into were kicked out overnight." He suddenly raised his hand and pulled her beige cashmere cardigan tighter. His fingertips brushed against her pale neck, the burning heat making Su Jinghao's shoulder stiffen abruptly. "It's windy." Yan Hui's voice was low, but he didn't immediately withdraw his hand. His fingertips slowly slid down her neck to her chin, gently pinching it. "Go back inside. Eat breakfast and drink your medicine." Su Jinghao turned her head away from his pinch: "I need to be mentally prepared to drink bitter medicine." Yan Hui lowered his hand and straightened up. "Or are you planning to make me feed you using unconventional methods like last night?" Su Jinghao's ears turned completely red. She glared at him, turned, and walked into the house, her back view carrying a hint of cold anger and embarrassment. "I can take over, I can make changes, I can change the system, I can fire people." He pushed his coffee cup aside and added slowly, "But there are two conditions. Security must accompany you, and the doctor must accompany you too." "I'm going to work, not on a spring outing." Su Jinghao closed her file, her tone tinged with helplessness. "You're acting like you're sending a child to kindergarten for the first time." Yan Hui looked at her, his expression unchanged. "You're more valuable than work." The next second, he raised his hand and took off the sandalwood prayer beads from his wrist. The two strings of beads were placed together on the coffee table, very close together. One string was darker in color, the other older and lighter, but the material looked as if they came from the same tree. The bead diameters were similar, and the grain was also similar, especially where the wood grain of some of the beads intersected, almost matching. Su Jinghao stared at it for a few seconds, her heart tightening. "Did you already notice?" Yan Hui looked up at her, not avoiding her gaze. "I noticed it the first time in the medical room." Su Jinghao's fingers gently gripped the edge of her cardigan. "So you knew back then that there was something wrong with this bracelet." "It's not that there's something wrong." Yan Hui looked at the two strings of beads on the table, his voice lowering slightly. "The Buddhist prayer beads my mother left behind are made of an old material. It almost disappeared many years ago. The one you have is made of the same material." Su Jinghao looked at him. "Just the same material?" Yan Hui didn't answer immediately. She asked again, "The place where your mother stayed in China also had a record of storing the exact same bracelet as mine. Yan Hui, don't tell me this is just a coincidence." "Jinghao." He called her name, his voice not loud, but carrying a hint of reassuring pressure. In front of him lay a dark, old storage bag, its edges frayed, clearly having been stored there for many years. This was one of the things his mother had left behind. He spent a long time flipping through the papers tonight before finally pulling out a single sheet from a stack of old letters. The paper was yellowed, the handwriting faded, and at the bottom was a blurry note: "If the wooden beads are in pairs, old friends in Jiangnan can be found." After a while, Yan Hui draped the towel back over the chair, sat down opposite her, and opened his pocket pocket. Inside was an old photograph. In the photograph were two strings of wooden beads. One string had been modified into a Buddhist rosary, the beads a darker color; the other string was older, the beads slightly smaller, almost identical to the one on her wrist. Su Jinghao's gaze sharpened. Yan Hui then pulled out a second sheet, a scanned copy. The paper was old, with a handwritten note at the bottom, the handwriting already faded: "If the wooden beads are in pairs, old friends in Jiangnan can be found." "If the wooden beads?" Su Jinghao murmured. "This is the name of that batch of timber back then," Yan Hui said, looking at her. "My mother named it." As he spoke, he took off the Buddhist prayer beads from his wrist, placed them on the table, and then held out his hand to her. "Give me your hand." Su Jinghao took off the old wooden bracelet from her wrist and handed it to him. Yan Hui placed the two strings of beads side by side, his slender fingers gently separating a few beads. "The material, the grain, the polishing style—it all matches. It's not just from the same material." He looked up at her. "These two strings were originally a pair." Su Jinghao looked at the wooden beads on the table, her breathing becoming lighter. "Your mother knew my grandmother." "Yes. And it wasn't just a one-time meeting. I had someone re-examine her records of her stay in China. She stayed in that port city for seventeen days, and your grandmother's old name was on the contact list." Su Jinghao's fingers slowly tightened. "So that last wish…" "was likely simplified." Yan Hui continued her sentence. "The version my father received only said to marry a daughter of the Su family. But in the old files left by my mother, the only clues that truly matter are this annotation and these Ruomu beads." He paused here, his gaze fixed on her face. "Jinghao, the results I found are that the person my mother was looking for wasn't just any daughter surnamed Su." Su Jinghao looked up at him. Yan Hui's gaze was deep, as if he had finally laid bare the words he had been holding back for so long. "She was looking for someone connected to an old friend in Jiangnan, someone who carried another string of Ruomu beads. Now it seems that this person is most likely you." The room was very quiet. So quiet that she could clearly hear her heart skip a beat. After several seconds, Su Jinghao finally spoke: "So, the marriage your mother wanted back then wasn't necessarily for Su Wanqing from the beginning." "Yes." "Then why didn't you say so before?" "Because before, there was only suspicion, no evidence." Yan Hui looked at her. "I don't like to touch you with speculation." "Do you think that I've been protecting you and indulging you all this time just because of this string of beads?" She didn't speak. "No." Yan Hui exerted a little force, pulling her a bit closer to him. "The beads are the clue, you are the result." Su Jinghao was already sitting close, and with his pull, her knees almost touched him. She subconsciously wanted to step back, but her lower back hit the sofa armrest first. Yan Hui leaned over, one hand supporting himself on her side, the other holding her wrist. The distance suddenly became closer, and even the faint, cool fragrance on him became clear, mixed with the steam from his shower, making it hard to breathe. "I'll ask you one more thing," he said. "... What?" "Are you still planning to sneak off to the auction house tomorrow?" Su Jinghao: "..." Su Jinghao originally wanted to reason with him, but the words caught in her throat as she suddenly changed her question. "Yan Hui." "Hmm." She looked at him, her eyes serious: "Then what are we now?" What he had just said was still too ambiguous for her. The air was silent for two seconds. Yan Hui looked down at her, his hand still supporting him on either side of her, not immediately moving away. He said in a low voice: "Your question sounds like we're getting a divorce tomorrow." Su Jinghao didn't take the joke. "I'm not joking, I just want to ask..." Yan Hui's gaze was deep, as if he had finally laid bare the words he had been holding back for a long time. "The person she's looking for is someone connected to an old friend in Jiangnan, someone who carries another string of Ruomu beads. Now it seems that this person is most likely you." The room was quiet. So quiet she could clearly hear her heart skip a beat. After several seconds, Su Jinghao finally spoke: "So, the marriage your mother wanted back then wasn't necessarily for Su Wanqing from the beginning." "Yes." "Then why didn't you say so before?" "Because before, there was only suspicion, no evidence." Yan Hui looked at her, "I don't like to touch you with guesses." Su Jinghao's face was slightly lifted by his pinch, her ears burning, but she still honestly replied: "I thought you wouldn't before, but now I'm not so sure." Yan Hui laughed in exasperation. "Su Jinghao, your understanding of me is a bit slow to update." After he finished speaking, he straightened up a bit, but didn't let go of her hand. Instead, he pulled her closer to him, making her sit more steadily. Then, he looked at her, his tone gradually deepening: "Listen carefully." "We are husband and wife." "Legal, public, the kind that no one can touch." Su Jinghao's eyelashes trembled slightly. Yan Hui continued, "You're not a substitute bride sent by the Su family, not a candidate on the marriage alliance list, not just a simple marital obligation, and not a relationship hastily arranged because of a string of beads." He paused, his gray-blue eyes fixed on her, not letting her look away even an inch. "I acknowledge you, Su Jinghao." "I acknowledge you as a person." "Not the Su family, not the original bride, and not anyone's substitute." After the last sentence, the living room was quiet. Su Jinghao felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze, her fingers unconsciously gripping his sleeve, "So, you're now formally telling me that we're not a couple in name only, nor is it just a marriage alliance." "Yes." "You acknowledge me." "Yes." "And you won't change it in the future?" Yan Hui stared at her, his eyebrows slightly raised: "You plan to give me a chance to change?" Su Jinghao choked. Yan Hui lowered his head, his forehead almost touching hers, "Since you've asked so many questions, let me clarify something else." "From the day you entered Adams Manor, you have been my wife." "Now and forever." "Unless you tell me one day that you don't want this position anymore." Su Jinghao's ears burned, she held back, but couldn't help but ask, "Did you talk to people like this before?" "No." "Really?" "I didn't have a wife before." "What are we?" Su Jinghao looked at him, her face a little hot, and finally spoke. "Husband and wife." "Say it again." "... Husband and wife." Yan Hui seemed to finally accept it, and pulled her into his arms. Before Su Jinghao could even utter a sound, he gently lifted her chin. The next second, the man lowered his head and kissed her. "But the environment I grew up in wasn't like this." Yan Hui paused, "I'm more direct here. If I like someone, I go for it; if I want someone, I reach out; if I'm afraid they'll run away, I bring them back to my side first." "But don't say we're husband and wife while pushing me away." "He said, taking off the Buddhist prayer beads from his wrist and placing them on the table, then extending his hand to her, "Give me your hand." Su Jinghao took off the old wooden bracelet from her wrist and handed it to him. Yan Hui placed the two strings of beads side by side, his slender fingers gently separating a few beads. "The material, the cut, the polishing style—it all matches. It's not just a matter of using the same material." He looked up at her, "These two strings were originally a pair." Su Jinghao looked at the wooden beads on the table, her breathing becoming lighter: "Your mother knew my maternal grandmother." "Known her. And it wasn't just a simple meeting. I had someone re-examine her records of her stay in China back then. She stayed in that port city for seventeen days, and your maternal grandmother's old name was on the contact list." Su Jinghao's fingers slowly tightened. "So that last wish from back then..." "It was very likely simplified." Yan Hui finished her sentence, "The version my father received only said one sentence: marry a daughter of the Su family." "But in the old files my mother left behind, the only clues that actually lead to anything are this annotation and these Ruomu beads." He paused here, his gaze fixed on her face. "Jinghao, the result I found out is that the person my mother is looking for isn't just any daughter with the surname Su." Su Jinghao looked up at him. "Do you think that I've been protecting you and indulging you all this time just because of these beads?" She didn't speak. "No." Yan Hui pulled her a little closer to him with a slight force. "The beads are the clue, you are the result." Su Jinghao was already sitting close, and with his pull, her knees almost touched him. She instinctively tried to step back, but her lower back hit the sofa armrest first. Yan Hui leaned over her, one hand supporting himself on her side, the other holding her wrist. The distance suddenly closed, and even the faint, cool fragrance emanating from him became clear, mixed with the steam from his shower, making it hard to breathe. "I'll ask you one more thing." "He said. "... What." "Are you still planning to sneak off to the auction house tomorrow?" Su Jinghao: "..." Su Jinghao originally wanted to reason with him, but the words were on the tip of her tongue when she suddenly changed her question. "Yan Hui." "Hmm." She looked at him, her eyes very serious: "Then what are we now?" What he just said was still too ambiguous to her. The air was silent for two seconds. Yan Hui looked down at her, his hand still supporting him on his side, not immediately backing away. He said in a low voice: "Your question sounds like we're getting a divorce tomorrow." Su Jinghao didn't take the joke, "I'm not joking, I just want to know clearly." She was trapped between the sofa and his embrace, unable to retreat, so she simply stopped hiding and looked up at him. "Grandma's nursing home, the Su family, the auction house, and these past few days... You've helped me a lot." She paused, her voice still soft, but her tone steady. "I'm very grateful to you, and I know you've always protected me. But I don't want to stand beside you without understanding what I am." "Is it because of this marriage alliance, or because of this string of Ruomu beads and responsibility?" "Or, is it just a moment of weakness on your part?" She spoke slowly, each word clear and distinct. Yan Hui looked at her for a moment, then suddenly reached out and pinched her chin, the movement gentle, but not allowing her to look away. "Do you think I'd be so easily swayed?" "You Chinese talk about slow and steady wins the race, I understand a little, though I'm not very good at it." "Then what are you good at?" "Good at carrying people back to their rooms first." Yan Hui looked at her, "And good at letting them slowly get used to me." Half asleep, she heard Yan Hui whisper in her ear: "It's okay to go slowly, just don't back down." "From the day she entered Adams Manor, she has been my wife." "I wasn't brought in to fill in for anyone, nor was it a temporary measure someone gave me." Yan Hui continued, "You're worried she'll be mistreated by me, but that won't happen. I'll handle everything for her—the Su family's affairs, outside affairs, and family affairs. Whatever she wants to do, I'll let her do it." "She's not in good health, I'll keep an eye on her." "I won't force her to do anything she doesn't want to." "If she's mistreated, it's my problem." Hearing this, Grandma narrowed her eyes slightly: "It's your problem, and then what?" "Then you'll come to me." That was a very decisive statement. Grandma stared at her for a while, then suddenly laughed. "You really aren't afraid to take on trouble." "Her affairs are my responsibility." "You brought her to me, played cards all afternoon, and had a meal. Now you should tell me the truth." Grandma looked at her, her expression unusually serious, "Jinghao, do you believe him now?" She was silent for a few seconds before softly saying, "Yes." "Grandma asked again, "Is it just a little bit, or quite a lot?" Su Jinghao's ears slowly warmed. She originally wanted to dodge the question, but Grandma was staring too intently, and the person opposite her was also looking at her. After a while, she whispered, "Quite a lot." "This string of beads is not ordinary wood. It has a name, called Ruomu." Grandma continued, "Twenty years ago, I met Yan Hui's mother at the port. She had returned to China to trace her roots and stayed there for seventeen days. She was young, but had quite a temper. She looked cold, but she had a lot on her mind. When others talked to her, they would first see if she was the matriarch of the Adams family; when I talked to her, I would first see what kind of old material she was holding." She chuckled to herself as she said this. "Because of this, the two of us sat at the same tea table." "During that time, we saw each other almost every day. She brought a piece of old material, the wood was very heavy, and the fragrance was clean. I could tell at a glance that it was a good thing. Later, after we got to know each other better, she said that the material was called Ruomu, and she had collected it many years ago, and this was the only piece she had." "So, those two strings of beads, you two ground them together?" Su Jinghao asked softly. "Yes." Grandma nodded. "She made one string, and I made one. When we were grinding them, she laughed and said that splitting them in two was like leaving a token for future recognition." As she spoke, Grandma placed the bracelet in her palm and looked down at it for a couple of seconds. "Before she left, she left a message. She said that if the two strings of beads met again in the future, it meant that the connection hadn't been broken. If you could protect that child, then protect him; if you couldn't, don't force it with this old affection." Su Jinghao's fingertips curled slightly. Grandma raised her eyes and said in a flat tone, "Now you know, from beginning to end, this matter wasn't the Su family's doing. It had absolutely nothing to do with Su Jiancheng. The Su family's so-called old relationship was just a superficial connection; if you really want to talk about it, he didn't even get close." Su Jinghao listened quietly for a long while before asking, "Then why didn't you tell me before?" Her grandmother looked at her, not rushing to answer, and first placed the bracelet back in her hand. "Are you wondering why I didn't make this clear when I first went to Adams's place?" "Yes." Her grandmother leaned back, sighed, and spoke frankly. "Because I didn't want to use the friendship of the previous generation to decide your fate." Su Jinghao looked up at her. "Her words back then weren't a marriage certificate, nor were they a forced marriage agreement. To put it bluntly, it was a entrustment," her grandmother said. "I heard and remembered them, but I didn't intend to use them to pressure you." "If I had laid out the bracelet, the Ruomu tree, and her old words to you from the beginning, what would you have thought?" "You would have felt that I, like the Su family, said I was doing it for your own good, but in reality, I was making decisions for you." Su Jinghao's throat tightened slightly, but she didn't speak. Her grandmother glanced at her, her tone softening slightly: "I raised you all these years, not to send you away. Nor to tie you up and take you to someone's house with a string of beads." "Then what was your purpose in going abroad last month?" "To see people." Her grandmother answered quickly, "I went there for three reasons: first, to see Yan Hui; second, to see what the Adams family's situation was; and third, to see if this string of beads could still protect you." "Did I say something wrong?" Her grandmother didn't back down. "I saw everything at that card game this afternoon—how he coaxed people, how he let them win, how he looked after you. I also saw the little thing you two did standing at the door just now." "..." "And the most important thing." Her grandmother looked at her, her tone more serious than before, "When he saw this string of beads, he recognized you first, not this old story." Su Jinghao's eyelashes fluttered. Her grandmother said slowly, "That's enough." "Jinghao, I can shield you for a while, but not forever. But I have to make sure you see which path is a trap and which isn't." As she said this, she glanced at the door and suddenly smiled. "Besides, if I had explained everything from the beginning, with his temper, he probably would have immediately made a big deal out of the pearl and kept an even closer eye on you too." Su Jinghao couldn't help but smile slightly, "He's keeping a close eye on you now." "That's what he deserves." Grandma raised her chin. "He's the one who married you, what else is he going to do but keep a close eye on you, just put you there?" "Put you next to me." She said seriously, "as a very expensive backer." Yan Hui chuckled softly: "Is this what you call a fox borrowing the tiger's power?" "Pretty much." "Then you, this fox, are quite bold." He reached out and took her hand in his palm, his tone casual, "Fine, I'll back you up." Su Jinghao's fingertips curled slightly as he gripped hers, but she maintained a composed expression: "Then thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Yan." "Didn't I tell you not to settle the bill with me?" Yan Hui squeezed her fingers and said calmly, "Put it another way." "Then what should I say?" "Think for yourself." "After she finished speaking, her throat suddenly tightened, and her breath hitched for a moment. It was a very slight instant, something others might not have noticed, but Yan Hui noticed it almost immediately. She turned her head and glanced at Yan Hui. That look was faint and brief. But the meaning was clear: You heard me, it's time for your expensive backer to step in. Yan Hui hadn't moved until now. But when he met her gaze, the first thing he saw wasn't the contract, nor Su Jiancheng, but her face, which was noticeably paler. The next second, he had already reached out and supported her lower back, his palm firmly supporting her through the thin fabric, his thumb pressing down lightly. The man's voice was very low, only she could hear it. "Your face is already pale, why waste your breath on him?" "You'd better shut up." Yan Hui interrupted him, his voice not loud, but it silenced the entire living room. "She's not feeling well, and I'm not in a good mood right now." Su Jinghao leaned against the back of the sofa, her breathing still light, not having the strength to argue with him: "It'll be fine in a moment." "You always say that." "But I never actually die." Yan Hui looked up at her, his eyes a little cold: "I suggest you use this kind of comforting method less often in the future." "You're a bit harder to take care of." He said it naturally, "You need to be watched more closely." Su Jinghao's ears burned, and she retorted softly, "How am I hard to take care of?" She was quiet for a while, then suddenly asked, "Yan Hui." "Hmm." "Why are you always so good to me?" Yan Hui looked down at her, not answering immediately. A breeze blew in from the balcony, lifting a few strands of hair by her ear. He raised his hand to tuck them behind her ear, his fingertips brushing against her earlobe, his movements slowing. "Because you are my wife." "Just that?" "Also because," he looked at her, his voice lower, "I can't bear to see you suffer." Su Jinghao's heart skipped a beat. She was already very close to him, and now, looking up, she could almost see the deep emotion in his eyes. The evening breeze was gentle, and the air was quiet. Su Jinghao looked at him, her throat tightening. She had wanted to ask, "Have you considered the future as well?" But Yan Hui seemed to have already anticipated her question and spoke first. "I'm not thinking about whether our marriage will change in the future." "Nor do I think you'll be like your mother, giving up everything you have for someone else." "Of course," he said, his grey-blue eyes falling on her face, his lips moving slightly, "From my personal perspective, I do hope you prioritize love above all else." Su Jinghao's ears suddenly burned. She looked up: "You really dare to say that." Yan Hui's gaze lingered on the photograph for a while. Su Jinghao noticed and turned to look at him: "What are you looking at?" "Looking at you." "Me in the photo?" "Looking at everything." "That's too direct." Turning the page, there were closer photos. One showed her sitting on the veranda of an old house, wearing a light-colored cheongsam, a book spread on her lap; another showed her standing under an osmanthus tree, a few fallen blossoms in her hand; and yet another showed her looking back by the river, her hair blowing slightly in the wind, with the water, bridge, and white walls behind her. Yan Hui stopped abruptly when he reached the last photo. She was probably seventeen or eighteen, fully grown up. Her modified cheongsam was fitted at the waist, with a knitted shawl draped over it. She stood by the stone railing by the river, half-turned, the moment she turned her head captured perfectly. Back then, she wasn't as reserved as she is now; her features were a little immature, which made her even more attractive. Most importantly, the background of the photo almost perfectly matched where they were sitting now. "Before I knew this place, I knew you." He leaned back on the bench, his arm wrapping around her from behind, slowly drawing her closer. "I'll love any place where you grew up." A gentle river breeze blew, causing the branches of the trees beside the bench to sway. Su Jinghao looked down at the old photograph, and after a long while, she said softly, "You're getting better and better at talking now." "I learned it from you." "I didn't teach you that." "That's just talent." Su Jinghao couldn't help but smile. "It means," he leaned closer, his voice lower, "that I saw you as a child, and that you're here beside me now." "Yes, I am." Yan Hui helped her to the entrance of the old house, his hand still firmly on her waist, "but if you want to hear it, I can give you the 'wife's price'." "So what exactly is the 'wife's price'?" She stood at the entrance of the old house, her scarf still tucked under his chin, her voice soft, "You can't just give me a price first and then not provide a breakdown." Yan Hui opened the door for her, his hand naturally resting on her lower back, pulling her inside: "It can be paid later." "You're being too greedy." "Capitalist." "He answered calmly, looking down at her, "Didn't you personally confirm it?" Su Jinghao was taken aback, then glared at him. Her face was finally no longer so pale, but the redness and moisture at the corners of her eyes still easily stirred up unwanted thoughts. Yan Hui looked at her for two seconds, his fingertip lightly brushing the edge of her scarf: "Come in. It's windy outside." "You still haven't said anything." "Want to hear Suzhou dialect?" "Didn't you say you'd charge?" "Yes." Yan Hui lowered his head, his lips moving slightly, "Then you can pay me back for now." Su Jinghao was completely speechless. She turned and walked inside, but after a few steps, she couldn't help but turn back: "Mr. Yan, you're so unreasonable in business, how come you haven't been swindled yet?" Yan Hui closed the door, his dark gray long coat making his shoulders and back appear even more upright, his black turtleneck sweater highlighting his sharp jawline, his gray-blue eyes looking cold and expensive when they looked down. "Many people want to swindle me." He raised his hand and tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear. "But for now, only one can succeed." "Who?" "You." Su Jinghao: "I'm not alone. Grandma's here, Aunt Gui's here, the doctor's here, and the security guards can stay." He lowered his head, his grey-blue eyes looking directly at her. "But I'm not here." Su Jinghao's ears burned. "I'm talking to you about a collaboration." "It doesn't sound like that to me." Yan Hui looked at her, his tone steady. "It sounds more like you've finally decided to include me in your future." "If you want it to succeed, I'll pave the way for it." "If you want it to enter the high-end luxury market, I'll make it enter." "If you want both high-end and low-end channels, I'll open up both paths for you." "The rest, you just choose." She stood in the old studio, behind her the old desk her grandmother had guarded for many years, and in front of her the man on her phone—a man of aloof elegance, who even in his car looked like he was in the middle of a multinational merger and acquisition meeting. For a moment, she suddenly felt that this could really work out. "I don't treat everyone like this," Yan Hui said in a low voice, "You're special." But when she closed her eyes, all she could think about was Yan Hui. The first time they met, he sat coldly in the main seat of the manor, as if no one could get close to him; later, he stood behind her to shield her from Pei Han, his hand on her waist, his breath hot against her skin; then, in the old house's study, he considered the ownership of the house for her, paving the way for her step by step; and just now, from halfway around the world, he stared at her collarbone with a straight face, admitting that he had been a scoundrel, without even raising an eyebrow. She stared at the dimly lit bed curtains, remained silent for a few seconds, and then suddenly murmured very softly: "Yan Hui Adams." "As it turns out, Yan Hui didn't even discuss cooperation with anyone. He simply bought the entire upstream supply chain. Not just a batch of materials, but the whole production line, which he then neatly presented to Su Jinghao. 'Your CEO Yan…' She flipped through a couple of pages before finally looking up, 'has he always been this unreasonable?' Assistant Chen smiled: 'The boss said you would appreciate efficiency.' The next second, Yan Hui's tone lowered, as if she were the only person left on the screen. 'Ah Hao,' he looked at her, 'I told you, if you want to pave the way, I'll pave it for you.' 'You don't need to look at other people's flattery, just look at me.'" "During the day, she's either looking at sample garments, meeting with embroiderers, and checking material lists, while he's in meetings, making acquisitions, and flying around. Their time zones are completely messed up, yet neither of them has lost contact. When she wakes up in the morning, she might occasionally receive a message from him asking, 'Did you take your medicine?'; When he finishes a meeting late at night, he'll ask, 'Did you eat on time today?' It's like they're each busy with their own things, yet it's also like neither of them has truly let go of the other. That afternoon, the doorman brought in a letter. It wasn't a document bag or a courier box, just a very thin envelope, the paper was of good quality, the seal was neat, and there were no unnecessary embellishments. Aunt Gui glanced at it a couple more times when she brought it in: 'It's from overseas.'" Su Jinghao had just returned from the east wing, still wearing the same moon-white turtleneck sweater and a light gray long cardigan. Her hair was loosely tied up, and the tip of her nose was slightly red from the cold wind outside. She took the cardigan and bent down to open it. There was nothing inside, just a piece of paper and a sentence: "Separated by distance, yet sharing the same wind and rain, I gaze at the bright moon, and the moon gazes at you." The signature was simple: Yan Hui Adams. Su Jinghao lowered her eyes and read the words on the letter twice. She didn't know if the paper was too light or the sentence too heavy, but her heart felt as if it had been lightly bumped. What struck her faster than her reaction wasn't surprise, but longing. It was abrupt, yet honest. "Ah Hao, sounds fade, images break, chat logs are deleted," Yan Hui looked at her, "but paper is different." "Even if it's a little old, a little yellow, with worn edges, you can still hold it in your hand." Su Jinghao's heart warmed slightly, and her eyelashes drooped: "Mr. Yan, you're getting better and better at talking now." "No, it's not that I will." Yan Hui looked at her, "I just want you to remember it for a longer time." Her ears slowly warmed, and she deliberately asked, "So, you're writing this kind of thing to use for checking up on me later?" "You could." He replied naturally, "I hope you're still here when the paper yellows." After he said that, Su Jinghao was silent for two seconds. Then she looked up: "The way you say that makes it sound like I'd run away." Yan Hui said calmly, "You'd better not." "What if I do run away?" "Catch me back." "You really have a capitalist's style." "Hmm." He stared at her, his tone lowering, "And it's only for you." Su Jinghao watched the screen go dark, subconsciously thinking he should go to rest. Late at night, the plane landed in Suzhou. The wind on the tarmac was cold, carrying the metallic and chilly smell of a winter night. Yan Hui descended the steps, wearing a long black coat over a dark shirt and trousers. His long legs landed steadily, his face still bearing the chill that hadn't faded after a long flight. "Mr. Yan? Why are you here so late?" "I came back at the last minute." Yan Hui lowered his voice. "Is she asleep?" "Yes." Aunt Gui also softened her voice. "She went to bed early tonight, ate a decent dinner, but her complexion wasn't good when she came back this afternoon. She's probably been busy and tired these past few days." Yan Hui's brows furrowed slightly: "You stayed in the east wing for a long time again today?" Aunt Gui: "Most of the day. She only went back to her room to rest after the old lady spoke up." Yan Hui didn't say anything more, just nodded: "I'll go see her." She seemed even quieter when she was asleep than when she was awake. Her face was small, her lips pale, and the corners of her eyes lacked their usual alertness, revealing only a barely concealed weariness. He could tell at a glance that she wasn't feeling well. Not the obvious sign of illness, but the exhaustion that came from overwork; her complexion was pale, and her breathing was heavier than usual. She must have been pushing herself too hard again. Yan Hui lowered his head, his fingertips lightly touching the back of her hand—it was cool. He gently pressed his brow, lifted the covers, and got into bed, his movements very light, carrying the warmth of her recent shower and a faint, cool fragrance. The next second, he pulled her into his arms from behind. His arms wrapped around her waist, his palm resting steadily on her lower abdomen, while his other hand pulled the covers up again to tuck her in. He looked down at her, his hand on her waist through the thin nightgown; the waist beneath his palm was excessively slender, easily encircled by one hand. She was exhausted, yet she dared to tell him she was "fine." "It's not the family supporting her, it's me begging her to stay," Su Jinghao said softly. "Isn't your meeting important?" "Not as important as you." He sighed softly, leaning down to gently bite her smooth neck. He didn't bite hard, only leaving a light red tooth mark, as punishment for her neglecting her health these past few days. "North America." Su Jinghao turned around, carefully examining his face. "What time did you get back last night?" "After you fell asleep." Before she could say anything more, Yan Hui had already reached out and grabbed her lower back, pulling her back onto the pillow. The blanket slipped down a bit, the cold air touching her, only to be covered by his warmth the next second. Su Jinghao instinctively held onto his shoulders, her eyes widening slightly: "Yan Hui..." "Yes." Yan Hui leaned over her, his eyes slightly lowered from sleep, but his voice remained low: "Don't be so happy yet, let's settle the accounts first." Su Jinghao stood at the door for a while, then turned to Chen Zhu and asked, "Are you planning to move Wall Street into the old house?" Chen Zhu adjusted his glasses and answered professionally, "To be precise, the master is planning to temporarily shift the focus of his work to Suzhou for the next few days." Su Jinghao said, "Speak plainly." "The master is worried about you." He lightly pressed his fingertip on the tie fabric, then looked up at her: "Is this the first haute couture piece you made yourself?" Su Jinghao nodded: "For you." "Shouldn't I feel honored?" "You are already very honored." She moved closer and took the tie out of the box. "Stand still." Yan Hui was indeed obedient, standing still and only looking down at her. Near the knot on the lining of her tie, there was a tiny, extremely fine embroidery. It wasn't a flashy pattern, just a single, faintly visible leaf pattern pressed with dark silver thread, only visible when the tie was turned up. A little further in, there was a tiny, almost invisible character for "good," its stitches so fine that it could only be recognized up close. Yan Hui stared at that tiny detail on the lining, remaining silent for a long time. Su Jinghao said softly, "You can't see it normally, only when you untie it." He then took her hand, which was still clutching the tie, and looked down again at the tiny embroidery on the lining. "This 'good' character, only I can see it?" "Yes." "Then I'll look more carefully when I untie my tie next time." Yan Hui seemed to be in a good mood, and kissed her on the corner of her lips: "You take care of looking pretty, I'll take care of silencing them." She stood beside Yan Hui, her soft shawl flowing over her shoulders, her profile cool and aloof. A string of Ruomu beads adorned her slender, white wrist, and she stood there quietly. But everyone could see that the name on her body no longer belonged to the Su family. It was Adams. And it was Yan Hui who had written it himself. "Now I think she suffered a loss by marrying me," he said. "There's a saying in China," he said. "What?" "Fate." Yan Hui's expression was indifferent: "The person who was meant to know her has already known her." "The remaining time is for my wife." Old Adams lowered his head and took a sip of tea, this time genuinely laughing out loud, taking this as yet another cowardly act of protecting his own from the young patriarch. It wasn't about face, family reputation, or the proper conduct of the matriarch. It was about the husband's dereliction of duty. All for Su Jinghao's sake. Old Adams looked at that tall, upright figure, his voice deep: "You like her that much?" Yan Hui turned his head, his features still cold and sharp in the warm greenhouse light. "Yes." "Like her to this extent?" "A little more than you see." "Not because it's bitter." "It's just… I miss you a little." "What if it's important?" "You're more important." "Because it's too quiet when you're not here." Upon hearing this, Yan Hui's eyes visibly flickered. Su Jinghao felt she had been a bit too direct after speaking, and was about to add something when the man put down his documents, stood up, and walked to her. He leaned down, his palms resting on her sides, looking down at her: "Ah Hao." "Mm." "From now on, you'd better say whatever you want." "Mr. Yan." Su Jinghao gently tugged at his tie, her ears burning, "You joined the company at fifteen, and you're still acting like a brat at thirty." Yan Hui lowered his head, his nose almost touching hers: "Mm. Because I'm genuinely happy when my wife praises me." "I'm praising you." He lowered his head, his voice only audible to her, "A little thinner, a little more delicate, that's how I spoil you." "Don't try to coax me with those kinds of words." "Yan Hui pinched her chin with his fingertips, lifting it slightly. 'You're just taking advantage of your own feelings, being disobedient and willful.' Su Jinghao didn't flinch, just looked at him: 'Then what about your boyfriend?' Yan Hui chuckled softly, the vibration of his chest directly transmitted to her arm pressed against his. 'Yes.' Yan Hui lowered his head, his thin lips pressing directly against hers. 'You can be willful all you want, I'll take care of things if anything happens.' Yan Hui looked up at her. In his gray-blue eyes, there was no longer the cold-blooded ruthlessness of the business world, nor the usual domineering pressure, only a deep and stubborn devotion. 'Before, we got married because of our elders' arrangement. At that time, I didn't know how to love you, I only knew how to fulfill my responsibilities with rules and interests.' Yan Hui's voice was low and hoarse, every word resounding: 'Today, as Yan Hui Adams, I ask you to take over my life.' He grasped Su Jinghao's free hand, his fingertips gently stroking her pale knuckles. 'Su Jinghao.'" Yan Hui looked into her eyes. "Let me truly belong to you."

25. 175 初 A First Taste 初次尝鲜 Demon Bell妖铃Modern Romance1.2M WordsCompleted [Sweet romance + both devoted + the male lead falls in love at first sight and becomes obsessed with claiming her] A dignified, secretly passionate corporate tycoon vs. a sweet, beautiful office worker Lin Yuan attends a friend's birthday party and gets drunk. By mistake, she walks into the wrong room and spends the night with a strange man. The next day, she takes one look at him and hurries off, afraid he'll demand she take responsibility. She thinks they'll never meet again, but the very next 184.7kReads8.5Score12.1kShelves

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    The male lead is very strong and dotes on his wife, having only one wife. 🌸 ① A soft and adorable little white rabbit is being eyed by a domineering and cunning big bad wolf [stunned]. The male lead is a noble and reserved CEO, while the female lead is a pure and beautiful innocent employee. He falls in love with her at first sight. At a party, the female lead accidentally encounters the male lead. Afraid that she would have to take responsibility and run away, she doesn't expect that the next day he will pretend to be a doctor and say, "I was the one who suffered that night, so take responsibility for me." The male lead falls in love with the female lead at first sight to the point of being crazy in his pursuit of love, doting on only her. It's super addictive! [I highly recommend it!]

26. 176 疯 The Mad Male Lead Is Sick, and I’m Here to Treat Him! 疯批男主他有病，我来治！ Wow, Novels Are So Addictive哇哦小说真上头Modern Romance287k WordsCompleted [1v1, devoted only to each other and mutually doting: cool, gentle, stunningly beautiful heroine with a perfect figure vs. obsessive, chaste, possessive, fiercely loyal male lead] Ran Weiyi is a traditional Chinese medicine student who felt sorry for the obsessive male lead in a novel, and cried all her tears for him. The original heroine enjoyed the male lead's wealth while despising him as a madman, desperately trying to escape and even plotting to kill him. The male lead, Ye Mochen, was torm 24kReads8.7Score2.3kShelves
27. 177 敢 You Dare Steal My Villainous White Moonlight? I'll Fight You for Them! 敢抢我恶毒炮灰白月光？跟你火拼了 Tangerine Sand桔沙8k WordsCompleted You Dare Steal My Wicked Cannon-Fodder White Moonlight? Let's Fight to the Death! 963Reads—Score—Shelves

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    The male protagonist is reborn as a very strong and doting husband with only one wife. In his past life, he was killed by her beloved young master's dogs after he spied on her bathing. Reborn, he fights for her, even getting his young master killed in revenge. He also fights for her, forcibly taking her as his wife. Is he being too indulgent and spoiling, causing her to always be secretly with her beloved? Even the child is hers and her beloved's, yet she lies to him that it's his. He wants to imprison her by his side forever, forcing his love upon her. He's controlling, forbidding her from seeing her beloved again, and is so obsessive that she's the only one in his eyes. He doesn't understand why she doesn't love him despite his sycophantic behavior. What's so great about her beloved? Now that she's poor and powerless, while he is rich and powerful, why can't he get her love? He just wants her love, is that all? He's heartbroken. When will his jealousy of her being married end? He thought marriage would bind her heart, but it only bound her body to his side. He knew perfectly well she didn't love him. He believed that if he kept giving his heart, she would eventually fall in love with him. But why was it so difficult? His heart and love ached, bitterly swallowing all the grievances of being unloved. He thought the child was his, but its appearance broke his heart even more. She and her white moonlight were still so in love, but what about him? Was his love so worthless, so easily trampled upon? His heart finally died. It turned out that the wife he had forcibly taken never truly belonged to him. He let her go, but why did she come back? Some love given too late is destined to be tasteless, yet too precious to discard. Should he continue to pretend to be calm, feign ignorance, and still love her, or should he give himself a way out?

28. 178 假 The Fake Heiress Goes Wild with Her Illness, and the Young Master She Saved Clings to Her 假千金持病发癫，救的真少爷求贴 Fragrant Green Night青夜息香Modern Romance72k WordsOngoing [Short-Tempered, Sexually Cold-Hot Pepper X Lovesick, Pretty Peacock, Poor Little Thing] In her previous life, Zhen Daiyu was nicknamed the powder keg. She died after her scheming boss smashed her over the head with an ashtray for ruining his plans. When she opened her eyes again, she was in an unfamiliar world, a fake heiress who had been thrown out of a psychiatric hospital and swallowed a whole bottle of sleeping pills in a rented apartment. Reborn and already crazy from the start, Zhen Daiyu 554Reads—Score—Shelves
29. 179 偏 The Obsessive Female CEO Has Lost It, and the Villain Gets Kissed Until He Cries 偏执女霸总疯了，反派被亲哭 Fragrant Green Night青夜息香Modern Romance1.2M WordsCompleted [Devoted Romance + Lighthearted + Subverting the Usual Tropes + Two Strong Leads, Obsessive Female CEO X Adorable Rabbit-like Villain] A nobody transmigrates into a book as a female CEO, and the System actually wants her to play a pervert? Obsessive System 009: “Host, maintain your obsessive persona to complete your domineering-love missions. Fail, and funds will be deducted from your existing inheritance. Succeed, and you'll get money back.” Wait, money back? Well, money doesn't matter. She jus 822Reads—Score—Shelves
30. 180 药 The Poison God's Doctor Consort: The Evil Prince Can't Stop Clinging 药神毒妃，邪王乖乖缠 Fragrant Green Night青夜息香Ancient Romance6.4M WordsCompleted After transmigrating, a peerless genius rose to prominence. With unmatched mastery of both medicine and poison, she became a God of Medicine. She possessed the top-ranked heavenly flame, a super divine beast, and more... He was the most handsome man in the world, feared by all: the Evil Prince, Mo Ling, the greatest genius in the Divine Realm. During a trip to the mortal world, he saw her ruthlessly kill someone just after she had transmigrated. From then on, he stuck by her, fiercely protected 2.3kReads8.7Score315Shelves
31. 181 漂 Pretty Little Sis and Her Dog 漂亮妹宝和她的狗 Lower Three Whites下三白Modern Romance317k WordsCompleted [Standalone Stories + No System, No Conquest + Girl-and-Her-Dog Romance + Pretty Girls of Every Type and Their Dogs + Male Leads Are All Virgins! + Love at First Sight for a Simple-Minded Guy] [A Self-Indulgent Passion Project. Please go easy on the rating, and apologies in advance if it's not your cup of tea!!!] Childhood Friends: A guileless, pure-hearted girl and a secretly obsessive dog Rich Family: A proud little swan and a domineering CEO Historical Romance: A lazy cousin and a cousin who 6.2kReads8.4Score532Shelves

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    These are all quite good, and most of them are quick transmigration stories.

32. 182 完 Perfect Marriage Inspection Report 完美婚姻检修报告 Tao Le Su You Mi桃乐酥有米Modern Romance281k WordsOngoing He Thought I Didn't Know For five years of marriage, I lived the life every woman envied. My husband, Shen Yi, was the founder of Shenghai Tech, young, handsome, and self-made. He remembered everything I liked and arranged my homes, shops, and connections. Even the clients and funding for my business just happened to fall into place. He said it was love. Then the recipient of a company payment turned out to be an unfamiliar firm, a letter of guarantee was quietly withdrawn the night before a con 9Reads—Score—Shelves

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    The male lead is incredibly devoted; he uses control to weave an even larger cage, and she, fully aware of this, still chooses to stay.

33. 183 老 My Wife Slapped Me, and I Said It Didn't Ring as Loud as Last Time 老婆给我一巴掌，我说没有上次响 A Li with Erotomania被爱妄想症阿离Modern Romance185k WordsCompleted [Quick transmigration ✚ male leads with an extreme case of lovesickness ✚ a heroine who plays a vicious supporting woman but is cruel only to the male lead ✚ livestream viewers who are just here for the fun] As everyone knows, in male-oriented novels, the hero may have a harem of three thousand beauties, but there's always one vicious supporting woman who once looked down on and humiliated him. These women usually meet terrible ends, so once they awaken, they all run for it. When the male-orient 20.1kReads8.6Score2kShelves
34. 184 网 After My Online-Dating Identity Was Exposed, the Male Lead Became Even More Obsessed with Me [Quick Transmigration] 网恋掉马后男主更上头了【快穿】 Loves Aged Wine爱吃古酒Modern Romance395k WordsOngoing [Quick transmigration + online romance + sweet romance + one-on-one + half plot-driven] What! I heard I’m going to have an online romance! Can this sketchy thing actually work? No way, there are still people dating online! Won’t it all fall apart the moment we meet in person? Poor Yu Qiqi has been assigned a grueling task: online dating. To restore the public’s faith in online romance, wash away the slander surrounding it, and give every set of abs a warm embrace, our company is proud to present 939Reads7.0Score—Shelves
35. 185 先 Marriage Before Love: The Young Wolf King’s Daily Devotion to His Wife 先婚后爱：年下小狼王的宠妻日常 Freeze-Dried Lychee荔枝冻干Ancient Romance279k WordsCompleted [Younger man + sweet romance + devoted one-on-one couple + lighthearted] [Younger male lead: passionate, straightforward, and an affectionate puppy; heroine: outspoken, not coy, attracted to his physique, and easily embarrassed] Lang Fei, the dashing King of the Northwest, falls in love at first sight with Shen Qingtang, the most beautiful woman in the Chen Dynasty. The second time he sees her, he falls even harder, and can't wait to marry her. With no other choice and little say in the matter, 204Reads9.0Score—Shelves

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    🌹🌹💐💐Lang Fei fell in love with Shen Qingtang at first sight, and upon seeing her again, he was completely captivated, eager to marry her. Although Shen Qingtang had no choice in the matter, she ultimately married him. On their wedding day, Lang Fei swore to the heavens that he would cherish Shen Qingtang for life, but Shen Qingtang didn't take the vow to heart. After their marriage, Lang Fei showered Shen Qingtang with affection, constantly finding ways to tease her, calling her "sister" in a coquettish manner, and even showing off his abs to please her. Shen Qingtang gradually succumbed, falling hopelessly in love with Lang Fei. When Shen Qingtang was injured while saving him, Lang Fei cried his eyes out and took meticulous care of her. Shen Qingtang loved puppies, so Lang Fei wore puppy ears to cheer her up. When Shen Qingtang gave him an anniversary gift, he was moved to tears, hugging and kissing her endlessly. Finally, Shen Qingtang became pregnant with twins, and Lang Fei was overjoyed, spoiling her rotten.

36. 186 身 As the Big Shot's Fiancée, I Know Nothing 身为大佬的未婚妻我一无所知 Lazy Dog Who Loves Cilantro喜欢香菜的懒狗Modern Romance1.7M WordsCompleted [Multiple Male Leads + Female Lead’s Growth + Sweet Romance at Heart + Plenty of Plot + A Touch of Ensemble Cast] Lin Mo was born with the tragic memories of her previous life into a happy family straight out of a CEO romance novel. Nothing about her life was particularly unusual until, for some inexplicable reason, she entered a so-called “horror game.” And then... she became everyone’s favorite. [I’m not good at writing synopses, so please check out the story itself. If you don’t like it, feel 6.8kReads9.0Score653Shelves
37. 187 龙 Dragonrealm Sword Master 龙域剑主 Yan Bi Jing Hong雁笔惊鸿Eastern Fantasy351k WordsCompleted [Not a firewood-carrying start] [Swordsmanship] [One female lead] [Sweet romance] [Dragon soul] [Both leads are somewhat aloof] Before the awakening of his soul spirit, the entire family had no idea that a withdrawn child could make the proud dragonfolk willingly become his bonded soul spirit. Only on the day of his awakening did he astonish the whole family... As the ancients said: A dragon will one day fight in the wilderness and soar through the nine heavens... —Reads—Score—Shelves

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    The male lead is very strong and only dotes on his woman; it's a single-female lead story.

38. 188 娇 When His Sweetheart's Eyes Turn Red, the Wild and Fierce Crown Prince Gently Comforts Her 娇娇青梅一红眼，野戾太子爷轻哄 Seven Strawberries七颗草莓Modern Romance473k WordsCompleted The print edition is now available! [Childhood friends + starting from childhood + male lead is reborn + coming-of-age romance] [Sweet, frail girl vs. possessive madman who constantly fears losing her] Shen Lichu was an orphan with no one to rely on. She’d been frail since childhood, like a porcelain doll that might shatter at the slightest touch. And yet, despite being so delicate, she was someone no one in Wangjing dared to provoke. Pei Yu was every bit the crown prince of the capital’s el 96.9kReads9.1Score12.2kShelves
39. 189 废 You Stripped Me of My Saintly Heir Title? I'll Take the Demon Cult Empress Instead! 废我圣子？我反手抱走魔教女帝！ Shadow Thirteen影十三Eastern Fantasy677k WordsOngoing [Fantasy + Transmigration + System + Empress + One Heroine + Cold on the Outside, Warm on the Inside + Equally Matched Leads + Capable Heroine + Lighthearted Everyday Romance] [One heroine throughout, sweet romance, mostly everyday life] After transmigrating twenty years ago, Lin Ye became the holy son of Yuxian Sect, only to be saddled with baseless charges for helping someone from the demonic sect. Colluding with the demonic path? Killing fellow disciples? And now they want to strip him of his 65Reads7.9Score—Shelves

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    Both are single women, and they absolutely dote on their wives!

40. 190 母 Becoming Empress of the Realm by Pretending to Be the Chancellor's Widowed Sister-in-Law 母仪天下，从冒充丞相寡嫂开始 Luo Chunshui洛春水Ancient Romance630k WordsCompleted [Revenge + Face-Slapping the Scum + Lighthearted + Sweet Romance] When you’re out in the world, you can choose your own identity. To infiltrate high society and avenge the massacre of her sister’s family, Feng Qingsui decides to pose as the distant cousin of a prestigious household. But just as she’s about to seek their help, the household she picked is raided by the Imperial Guards. She tries another family. Raided. Then another. Raided again. At her wit’s end, she knocks on the door of the “Pr 24.2kReads9.4Score4.1kShelves

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    🌿🌿🌿In this book, the female lead usually finishes everything in three chapters, from identifying her enemy to carrying out her revenge. The male lead is also super funny; whenever the female lead makes a move, he imagines she's about to kill someone and cleans up after her—he's incredibly doting.

41. 191 攻 Winning Over the Young Lord of Miaojiang 攻略苗疆少主 Running Peach奔跑的桃子Ancient Romance507k WordsCompleted Chu He transmigrates into a book. [The villain will kill the male lead, cripple the female lead, and then commit suicide out of hatred for the world. This world is about to collapse, and your mission is to save it.] The lousy System vanishes after assigning the mission. Before Chu He can even figure out what to do, she is kidnapped to Miaojiang, where she becomes the perfect mother Gu for the medicine people to cultivate their Gu. Medicine people aren’t human and have no memories of their past. 138.1kReads9.4Score14.4kShelves
42. 192 笨 A Clumsy Succubus? She's Actually a Cute Wife Who Throws Herself at Me! 笨蛋魅魔？是白给的可爱老婆！ Wanggu Thirteen罔顾十三Urban504k WordsOngoing [One Female Lead, Pure Romance + Cohabitation + Light Novel + Girl Pursues Boy + Easygoing Comedy + Cheeky and Silly + Both Leads’ First Love] He’s an exorcist, so why does he have a succubus living at home? A pure-hearted exorcist who’s been single for 19 years and has never even held a girl’s hand... gets accosted by a succubus one night. She makes a very “friendly” pass at him, which eventually turns into a chase... And, by sheer coincidence, even after he accidentally lets her get away... th 1.4kReads9.3Score189Shelves
43. 193 让 I Told You to Confess, So Why Did You Hit on the Underworld Boss's Daughter? 让你表白，你找上黑道千金？ Mu Twenty-Nine暮二十九Urban1.5M WordsCompleted [System + family + one heroine + sweet everyday romance + lighthearted comedy] Su Jiang is a first-year university student who unexpectedly awakens a System. [Host, confess your feelings to someone of the opposite sex within thirty seconds. Fail, and you die immediately!] With no other choice, Su Jiang confesses to An Rou, the class beauty, in front of the whole class. Su Jiang: “An Rou, I like you. Would you go out with me?” An Rou: “What do you like about me?” Su Jiang: “Uh… your legs are real 57.1kReads9.4Score5.9kShelves
44. 194 别 Don't Mess with Me. I'm Sick, and When I Snap, I Don't Care If I Live or Die 别惹我，我有病，发起疯来不要命 Li Zi Is a Little Salty李子有点咸Modern Romance304k WordsCompleted [Sweet, flirtatious romance + mystical arts + goofy comedy + yandere + soft and adorable, unhinged heroine & abstinent, hopelessly lovestruck hero] [Eastern divine dragon & Western evil dragon] One day, Ji Jingqiu found a grimy little bundle by the roadside. The poor, helpless bundle came right up and asked if he knew how to cut open a brain. Figuring she probably wasn’t quite right in the head, he took her home to treat her. Somewhere along the way, the girl got better, and he became hopelessly 2.5kReads9.4Score283Shelves

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    The male protagonist only loves to pamper one woman, and that is his beloved wife.

45. 195 被 The Pretty Background Character Everyone Wants, Quick Transmigration 被觊觎的漂亮路人甲【快穿】 Still Waters Flow East静水长东Ancient Romance1.5M WordsCompleted [Sweet romance + cherished wife + lighthearted + love at first sight] Only much later does Jiang Qing realize that everything she experienced was simply a safe house someone had built for her. World One: A fantasy powerhouse falls for me World Two: The Zhou family's wife World Three: An heir's dependent World Four: Why is my brother-in-law like that? World Five: The cold, high-achieving student's everyday life falls apart World Six: Springtime for a beauty lover World Seven: The male idols alway 3.7kReads6.6Score203Shelves
46. 196 惊 Dilraba Is Stunned: Is Her Childhood Friend a Billionaire? 惊呆热芭，青梅竹马是神豪？ A Mortal Cultivating Immortality修仙的凡人Urban170k WordsOngoing Reporter: “Young Master Feng, preliminary estimates put your assets well above a trillion. What made you come this far?” Lin Feng: “You probably won’t believe me, but I actually wanted to keep a low profile. Unfortunately, my sheer ability just won’t let me...” 340Reads5.8Score—Shelves
47. 197 我 I Woke Up My Husband from His Vegetative State 我让植物人老公苏醒 Loves Bauhinia Flowers爱紫荆花Modern Romance286k WordsCompleted [Love after marriage + age gap + groveling pursuit + sweet romance + powerful man lowering his head] Su Tong is the Su family’s adopted daughter. Clever from a young age, she excelled in school and graduated from Harvard, becoming an outstanding neurosurgeon. The Su family’s biological daughter, Su Shishi, refuses to honor the betrothal arranged for her when she was young and marry Huo Yunzhou, a business magnate from Haicheng who has been in a vegetative state since a car accident. So her adop 2kReads8.0Score143Shelves

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    A marriage of convenience that blossoms into love; the powerful husband dotes on his young wife. A sweet and romantic story with plenty of sweet moments.

48. 198 快 Quick Transmigration: She's Vicious, But Impossibly Beautiful 快穿：她恶毒，但却实在美丽 Seven Slips of Light七笺光Modern Romance656k WordsOngoing (The original female lead turns dark in the second world. If that’s not your thing, feel free to skip it. The first three worlds have redemption missions; those have been removed in the later worlds.) One-on-one romance, both leads are inexperienced, fragmented male lead To stay alive, Si Yao has to bind herself to a Villainess Redemption System and travel through various fictional worlds, adding essential obstacles to the male and female leads’ paths to personal growth or romance. Si Yao agree 13.4kReads8.1Score597Shelves
49. 199 还 Not Even Graduated Yet, I’m Getting Rich with the Super Dad System 还没毕业，我靠奶爸系统暴富了 Wen Xixi文嬉嬉Urban153k WordsCompleted [Daddy System + one heroine + sweet romance] After being dumped, Lin Mo went to bed with a woman he didn’t know. A year later, she turned out to be the beautiful new substitute teacher! And while he was out delivering takeout, he somehow became the father of three children? [Ding… Congratulations, Host, you’ve bound the Daddy System!] Lin Mo: “???” [Ding… Congratulations, Host, for changing the baby’s diaper. Reward: 20,000 in cash.] [Ding… Congratulations, Host, for taking care of the baby for 365Reads7.0Score105Shelves
50. 200 盛 A Love Too Intoxicating to Resist: The Domineering Lord Xuan Is Fierce Yet Doting 盛瘾难却：霸道宣爷又凶又宠 Little Skeleton骷小髅Modern Romance448k WordsCompleted [Top-Tier Daddy + Sweet, Delicate Starlet] Both leads are each other’s first and only, sweet romance, possessive love, the powerful one gives in, seven-year age gap. (The story starts with a misunderstanding, but later the male lead fiercely protects the heroine! She’s delicate and naive, and he carries her around and spoils her every day, wishing he could put her on a pedestal!) Que Wuyou: “Master Xuan, please...” Xuan Sheng: “Last time you begged me to stop, and this time you’re begging me to. 1.4kReads8.1Score108Shelves

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