Looking for an International Romance!!! A Powerful Male Lead and a Female Lead Who Isn’t Saintly or Stupid!! 跨国恋求！！！男主有权有势，女主不圣母不傻！！

1. 1 和 After Dating the Handsome Prince of My School, I Forgot to Delete Our Video 和美校太子恋爱后，忘删小视频了 Gu Shiqiu顾时秋Modern Romance466k WordsCompleted [Gentle yet resilient ballet swan x Chinese-American golden-retriever boxer with a mad crush. One-on-one, both leads sexually inexperienced, with a height and skin-tone contrast, intense possessiveness, and a college romance at an elite American university.] In her past life, Ning Huanyan was blinded by love for her fiancé. In return, he cheated on her with her roommate right in front of her bed, and she died in a raging fire. She is reborn on the day after an unexpected night with the man she 19.8kReads8.9Score2.5kShelves

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   🔥The first book is a campus romance. The male lead is of mixed Chinese and American descent, a wealthy heir, and a boxer. He and the female lead have a 25cm height and body size difference. The male lead falls in love with the female lead at first sight and is extremely fond of her. [Admiration] The second book features a male lead who is of mixed Chinese and Russian descent, an arms dealer tycoon, a powerful underworld boss, possessive, and extremely doting on his wife.

2. 2 新 A New Pact 新契 Fluffy Winter Hibernation绒绒冬眠期Modern Romance223k WordsCompleted [His heart always beats for me one step too late] Xi Qiaowei and Xu Zhenglin were the neighborhood’s famously well-matched childhood sweethearts, close as could be for twenty whole years. When Xi Qiaowei first fell in love, Xu Zhenglin filled her every thought, but at the time, he had no need for anything as inconvenient as love. Again and again, her hopes were dashed. Again and again, the timing was wrong, until she ran out of courage to keep throwing herself into the flames. He couldn’t under 31.1kReads8.5Score4.6kShelves

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   The Singaporean prince and the Beijing lady are both incredibly good-looking and charming!

3. 3 乖 Be Good. Don't Call Me a Mob Boss, Call Me Hubby 乖，别叫黑道大佬，叫老公 Westward Shadow Demon西下影妖Modern Romance664k WordsCompleted [International romance + mad, violent outlaw + forced love!] [Top-tier mixed-race foreign magnate + sweet, obedient Chinese girl + both leads devoted only to each other + ten-year age gap + powerful man and vulnerable woman + coercive love + love at first sight + obsessive devotion + happy ending] Di Xiao has a weakness. How could a man who has spent his whole life on the brink of death have a weakness? Ning Xiaonuan discovers it. He tells her, “Don’t cry, baby. Your face will get all blotchy, a 9.9kReads8.9Score1kShelves
4. 4 御 Impossible to Escape Your Heart 御心难逃 Mu Chenyang慕晨阳Modern Romance912k WordsCompleted [Age gap + size difference + the powerful never backs down + no groveling chase + fictional setting] Powerful financial tycoon x sweet, naive flower from Huaguo Tricked into a restricted zone by her own uncle, nineteen-year-old college sophomore Xia Zhiyao became a lamb led to slaughter. At the brink of life and death, the man who had established order descended like a god and rescued her from hell. He was her salvation, but also her abyss. Before Shen Yu, the uncrowned king, Xia Zhiyao was as i 101.8kReads9.3Score11.2kShelves

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   The first one is the most beautiful and the easiest to ship; the other three are also very beautiful.

5. 5 异 Seized Abroad: The Unhinged Brutal Man's Forced Love! 异国强占，疯批暴徒强制爱！ Cool Ink凉墨Modern Romance330k WordsCompleted Forced love + abduction and domination + a deranged, violent male lead + a born villain + a top-tier armed thug + a resilient Eastern beauty + international romance + strong male lead and weak female lead + height difference + size difference + four-year age gap + both leads have no prior partners + devoted, doting husband On her way through a primeval forest to find medicinal herbs for her grandfather, Nan Shengsheng unexpectedly saves a man. She saves his life, and the deranged thug repays he 16.2kReads8.7Score1.4kShelves
6. 6 跨 A Transnational Thug’s Forced Love! Be Good and Call Me Hubby 跨国暴徒强制爱！乖乖，叫老公 Returning Home on a Snowy Night风雪时夜归Modern Romance616k WordsCompleted [Main story complete] [Just started getting ratings, they’ll go up~] [Resilient, gentle little white flower VS wild, unruly super-thug] [Both virgins + one-on-one romance + sweet pampering + top-tier wealthy family + international romance + size difference + possessive love + forced love] * Rodrigo Larea. The uncrowned king of Molan, a feared super-thug. An accident brings him face-to-face with Qiang Qingli at the border. From then on, the thug’s heart belongs to someone else. He lies in wait in 28.3kReads9.0Score3.2kShelves
7. 7 丽 Lisi's Smuggling Adventure 丽丝偷渡记 Heavenly Path Bow天行弓7k WordsCompleted Lisi's Smuggling Journey 31Reads—Score—Shelves

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   The three-part story of "Human Childbirth" is finally complete, bringing hilarious moments and many funny twists. Enjoy reading!

8. 8 跨 A Cross-Border Psychopath's Obsessive Love! Be Good, Baby, Give Me a Kiss 跨国疯批强制爱！宝贝乖，亲一个 Returning Home on a Snowy Night风雪时夜归Modern Romance1.7M WordsOngoing [Italian Mafia Godfather VS Clear-Headed, Delicate Chinese Beauty] [Sweet Romance + Cross-Border Love + Size Difference + Taking by Force + Coercive Love] Odia Sforza, the godfather of Italy's largest mafia family. He appeared refined and noble, but was arrogant and ruthless. He had no human sense of morality, following only his own set of rules. Until he met her: Jian Meng. When they first met, she was a pitiful, delicate girl sold abroad by her own relatives and forced into a red-light distric 37.6kReads9.0Score4.7kShelves
9. 9 跨 Cross-Border Indulgence: Captured by a Possessive Foreign Tycoon 跨国宠溺：被异国偏执大佬强制爱 Ya Shu娅姝Modern Romance541k WordsCompleted [Delicate, sweet Eastern beauty vs. *-addicted mixed-race yandere tycoon | Sweet Romance + Older Man Who Takes the Lead + Size Difference + Forced Love + Extreme Possessiveness] Andro is the youngest head of the Christopher family. Blue-eyed and blond, he is cold by nature. He wears a string of crimson prayer beads around his wrist year-round, never lets anyone get close, and is always faintly chewing something. No one knows that the gum he constantly chews is a “medicine” prescribed by his doct 34.2kReads8.9Score5.5kShelves

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   This is super good! It's an older man/younger woman story, very sweet and not angsty at all. The relationship between the two characters is very equal. I haven't rated it yet because it's a relatively new book. Please support it! Trust me, you definitely won't regret buying it! ♡(Ξ◕◡◕Ξ)♡

10. 10 人 People on Earth Won't Have Kids, and Even the Gods in Heaven Are Panicking! 人间不愿生娃，天上神仙都急了！ Heavenly Path Bow天行弓9k WordsCompleted People on earth don't want to have children, and even the gods in heaven are panicking! 23Reads—Score—Shelves
11. 11 强 Possessive Devotion: A Powerful Mogul’s Love Across Borders 强势溺宠：偏执大佬跨国爱 Bu Er Tu不二图Modern Romance388k WordsCompleted Both leads are romantically inexperienced [A bewitchingly beautiful, sweet young woman who charms without realizing it and is great at coaxing people & a possessive, high-libido, mixed-race big shot who seems gentle but is actually dark and obsessive (he’s completely smitten)] An unexpected encounter brought Jiang Xuning to the attention of a man powerful enough to control everything. Callisto was born at the pinnacle of power. By day, he was the power broker stirring up the world of finance. B 89kReads9.1Score11kShelves

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    In this book's world, the male protagonist is the most awesome. He's also incredibly romantic, and the female protagonist is very intelligent and dotes on him. The pacing is fast; they get together in the fourth chapter, and the rest is all sweet slice-of-life content.

12. 12 为 To Have More Babies, Even the Gods Go Wild (The Mortal Realm)! 为了多生娃，神仙也疯狂（人间篇）！ Heavenly Path Bow天行弓8k WordsCompleted Even Immortals Go Wild to Have More Kids (The Mortal Realm Arc)! 57Reads—Score—Shelves
13. 13 强 Forced Love! My Beastly Husband Falls for Me Step by Step 强制宠爱！野兽老公他步步沦陷 The Untamed Mustang野马无疆Modern Romance346k WordsCompleted [Print edition now available at major bookstores] [Cross-cultural romance × sweet love in a wealthy family] [Gentle, delicate qipao designer × brooding German investor with a background in psychology!] A heartwarming international romance about two people saving each other! The Fred family is Germany’s most powerful dynasty, with a legacy spanning a century. They have not only built their own business empire but are also the world’s largest investors. The current head of the family is even more 29.2kReads9.4Score2.7kShelves

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    ① The male lead, Callisto (Chinese name Xie Chi), is from France and wields immense power. The female lead, Jiang Xuning, is from China. The entire story is free of angst. ② The male lead, Fred Case, is a German investment tycoon and the head of the prestigious Fred family, a century-old German clan. The female lead, Shen Muqing, is a delicate beauty who loves wearing cheongsams and is skilled at designing them.

14. 14 网 Online Romance Scams: The Brooding Young Master Has Climbed Right Over 网恋黑吃黑，阴湿太子爷爬过来了 Rampaging Chapata暴走的恰巴塔Modern Romance605k WordsCompleted [Funny and sweet romance + 1v1 devoted couple + online-dating secret identities exposed + high-IQ battle of wits + gloomy, possessive yandere man] Zhang Xi, a formerly wealthy campus beauty, is an upbeat brawler. When her roommate gets scammed out of ten million yuan in an online romance, Zhang Xi takes a job tracking down the money. By accident, she reels in the real owner of the photos being used: a wealthy, twisted freak with severe OCD and a suspected antisocial personality disorder. “Nice t 121.2kReads8.7Score20.6kShelves
15. 15 掌 His Only Darling: I Accidentally Flirted with a Powerful Tycoon 掌心独宠：错撩权势滔天的大佬 Twilight Glow暮熹Modern Romance328k WordsCompleted [Both leads have no other partners + marriage before love + powerful top-tier wealthy family + possessive male lead + coercive romance + sweet pampering + one-on-one] When you’re unlucky, even drinking cold water can make you choke. Shen Zhaixing goes on a business trip to the Middle East, where she not only gets cheated on by her boyfriend but also ends up trapped in Qiubai, a land divided among warlords, unable to return home. She learns that the “green hat” she gave her cheating ex is none o 29kReads9.4Score3.5kShelves
16. 16 渴 After a Rural Girl with Skin Hunger Catches the Eye of an Ascetic Big Shot 渴肤症农村妹宝被禁欲大佬盯上后 One Bored Rich Lady无聊富婆一枚Modern Romance96k WordsOngoing [A seemingly soft and sweet younger girl who keeps her pain inside x an older, abstinent man with an overpowering need for control] [Seven-year age gap + He has been plotting this for a long time + Size difference + Instinctive attraction + They both fall helplessly for each other] - When Shen Zhi was brought from the countryside to the city by the Lu family, everyone said she had struck it lucky. The Lu family even arranged her engagement to their young master, Lu Zheng, in the name of repaying 23.4kReads—Score1.5kShelves

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    ✌️A physical attraction! He dotes on his wife! He's incredibly powerful, an older, fatherly figure, possessive, and a man in a position of authority who bows down for love! There's a significant difference in physique and age! A man who forbids love falls head over heels in love! The female lead is delicate and spoiled beyond measure!

17. 17 作 The Spoiled Heiress Pretends to Be Sweet and Flirts, but the Chaste Young Master Truly Falls for Her 作精千金假软撩，禁欲少主真沦陷 One Bored Rich Lady无聊富婆一枚Modern Romance433k WordsCompleted Older, abstinent, scheming man X spoiled, high-maintenance sweetheart | Pretending to please X Falling in love for real | Possessiveness | An intense game of push and pull On the first day after being reborn, to stay alive, Shentu Shu softened her waist and pressed close to the powerful man. "Young Master, keep me here. There are plenty of things I can do..." Tears clung to the corners of her eyes, making her look pitiful. After her father died of illness, her stepmother had banished her to thi 29.7kReads8.8Score1.6kShelves
18. 18 剑 The Sword Immortal Fakes Her Death, but Her Devoted Husband Turns Demon Lord and Won’t Let Her Go 剑仙死遁：娇夫变魔尊偏要痴缠她 One Bored Rich Lady无聊富婆一枚Fantastical Romance144k WordsOngoing Beautiful and kind Sword Immortal x pure, puppy-like boy in the beginning, crazed Demon Venerable later * Song Nianqing was a Sword Immortal of the Qingyun Sect who couldn't be bothered to do anything. Tired of fighting in the war between good and evil, she colluded with a Medicine Immortal, pretended to be powerless, and successfully retired. On her way into seclusion, she casually rescued a frail young man from righteous cultivators. The boy had nowhere to go. With red-rimmed eyes, he begged h 1.6kReads—Score131Shelves

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    Physical attraction! Kisses, hugs, and piggyback rides! 24/7 Togetherness! Powerful, older, domineering, possessive, and subservient to his superiors! Poor physique! The female lead is a spoiled, pampered heiress! 🍑

19. 19 疯 The Mad Buddhist Prince, Greedy, Angry, and Deluded 疯批佛子又贪又嗔又痴 Analu阿那律Modern Romance726k WordsOngoing [Bunny girl × snake-like big shot, living heroine × unhinged monk, fiercely possessive, size difference, both inexperienced] Chu Li is betrayed by her father. She flees to a village, where she is rescued by a young, handsome monk covered in tattooed charms. From then on, their fates become hopelessly entwined, and they both fall hard. - After his father died, Song Zan became a monk for three months to honor his filial duty. But on the final day before returning to secular life, he broke his vows 101.9kReads9.2Score9kShelves

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    The first book is super good.

20. 20 女 The Female Side Character Is Too Radiant, and the Villain Can't Stop Kissing Her 女配太明媚，会被黑化大佬亲上瘾 One Bored Rich Lady无聊富婆一枚Modern Romance383k WordsCompleted I got a low score because someone sabotaged me. Kids, don’t read this. “Bright, charming, and bold villainess × a gloomy, unhinged big shot who pretends to be deaf” The moment Song Chuntian opened her eyes, she found herself in the role of the vicious female supporting character who tormented the future big shot. The original owner of her body had committed countless evil deeds. Now reborn, Fu Shen had fallen completely into darkness. He locked her away in a private sanatorium and tortured her 13kReads5.8Score709Shelves
21. 21 疯 A Wildly Growing Clarity 疯长的清醒 One Bored Rich Lady无聊富婆一枚Modern Romance502k WordsCompleted A genuinely unhinged gang heiress VS a proud, fallen young master Love and hate + two obsessive madmen + both are virgins + angst + tragic romance + mutual torment * On a rainy evening, dirty water streamed through the old alley. He approached her recklessly, his voice gentle. “Are you… all right? Do you need help?” Yan Zhuo’s lips curled into a cold smile. Hah, he thinks he can save just anyone. The next second, she recognized his face: the man from the dark-web livestream, who beguiled viewers 2.5kReads8.0Score153Shelves
22. 22 异 The Tycoon of Mixed Heritage Raises His Sweet Oriental Moonbeam 异国混血首富，娇养他的东方甜月 Da Bu Liu Jiu Ya大不溜湫呀Modern Romance698k WordsCompleted Make her fall! The obsessive foreign tycoon has a hundred ways to win her back! [Both leads have only ever been with each other 1v1 + sweet romance + international love story + sweet on the outside, dark underneath] The capital’s sweet-faced but sharp-witted princess X the crazy mixed-race heir to a billionaire fortune Li Shengning, nicknamed the true White Jade Rice Ball, pampered by the capital’s richest families. Beneath her porcelain-white, soft and sweet exterior lies a dark heart, slick as 3.4kReads8.8Score511Shelves

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    The first book was absolutely amazing! It was so good, sweet, and I loved it. The male lead was obsessive, and the female lead was beautiful, delicate, and had a great personality. It was incredibly sweet, the plot developed quickly, and I absolutely loved reading it. The second book was also a cross-border romance, and it was also very sweet. The third book was also a cross-border romance, and although none of them were chaste, I still thought they were quite good.

23. 23 金 Rules for a Caged Canary: Don't Expose the Powerful Man's Fake Blindness 金丝雀守则，别拆穿大佬装瞎 Tong Si橦肆Modern Romance232k WordsCompleted [Print edition in the works] [Physiological obsession] [Mild yandere male lead] [Both leads are inexperienced in body and heart] The male lead is not a criminal. A tribute to every unsung hero who bears the burden and keeps going. When Li Yang is expelled from the police academy, she is recruited for an undercover mission. Li Yang: “Do I need to seduce him?” Officer: “No. You’ll just be making tea.” Li Yang: “Who is the target?” Officer: “The most doted-on son of a prominent Southeast Asian 69.5kReads9.3Score7.5kShelves
24. 24 顶 Over-the-Top Devotion: I'm Just His Plaything 顶级狂爱：我只是他的掌中玩物 Yin Shuyi尹姝伊Modern Romance1.8M WordsOngoing A godlike Western male lead × a resilient, delicate Chinese heroine The main story is complete. [Dominant daddy type + transnational forced romance + wild and unhinged + mature man who takes the lead + devoted husband + jealous of everything + height and build difference + eight-year age gap + heroine is vulnerable early on] A carefully planned scheme gets Qiao Yimo kidnapped and sold on the black market. She can't speak the language, has no one to rely on, and is put through hell. Only one for 130.6kReads9.0Score12.6kShelves

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    The pinnacle of transnational romance novels!! You absolutely can't miss this one! A powerful foreign male lead versus a resilient, innocent Chinese female lead—it's incredibly good! (The main story is complete) Sisters who like this kind of story, go ahead and read it without hesitation! You won't regret it!

25. 25 颜 Yanyan's Summer, Mingming Misses You 颜颜夏日，溟溟想你 Kolog, Who Loves Starry-Sky Fish爱吃仰望星空的科洛格Modern Romance397k WordsCompleted [Foreign romance + mixed heritage + rebellious and untamed + brooding investment tycoon + sweet and obedient heroine + personal growth] Rong Yan and Chu Mubai grew up together as childhood sweethearts. Their families tacitly approved of their relationship, and at eighteen, they both got into college. The arrival of Nan Sheng broke their unspoken understanding. The two who had been inseparable for eighteen years became three, until in the end, only Rong Yan was left. An unbreakable love turned Ro 2.1kReads7.2Score163Shelves
26. 26 训 After My Dog-Training Act Backfired, a Deranged Foreign Tycoon Forced Me to Love Him 训狗翻车后被异国疯批大佬强制爱 Westward Shadow Demon西下影妖Modern Romance106k WordsOngoing [International Romance] [Taming a Dog] [Forced Love from the Male Lead Later On] [Self-Serving Female Lead] [Unhinged Powerful Male Lead] [Amnesiac Archenemy] [Secret Crush] [Both Leads Are Unhinged] [Both Leads Are Each Other's Only One] Ruthless Northern Thai tycoon VS a sophisticated, sweet-on-the-outside, ruthless-on-the-inside heiress from China Her archenemy, Hess, is injured and loses his memory. Song Nanxing tells him she found him, takes him to her estate, and nurses his wounds. She wan 26Reads—Score448Shelves

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    A cross-cultural romance; the male lead is powerful and influential, the female lead isn't a saint; both are strong-willed, and both are quite eccentric—it's really good!

27. 27 乖 Be Good! I’d Barely Arrived Abroad When a Mad Mogul Kissed Me to Tears 乖一点！刚出国就被疯批大佬亲哭 Westward Shadow Demon西下影妖Modern Romance314k WordsCompleted The rating just came out, so it’ll go up [Both are each other’s first and only + Southeast Asian military bad boy, savage wolf + forced love!] [Cross-border romance + heir to a top mining empire + sweet, soft Chinese beauty + taking her by force + possessive + madman thug + sweet romance + love at first sight] Di Chi, a powerful mixed-race man from another country, has a peculiar obsession. He’s devoted to fist-fighting techniques as well as all kinds of firearms. To train in the art of abstinen 8.5kReads8.8Score809Shelves
28. 28 难 There's No Escape! You Provoked an Obsessive Villain and Still Think You Can Run? 难逃！惹上偏执恶徒还想跑？ Little Mo Throws Mushrooms小莫扔蘑菇Modern Romance407k WordsCompleted My new story is out! You can find it on Tomato Novel. I hope you enjoy it! Your support inspires me to write, and I'll do my best to tell every story well! 1.9kReads8.9Score131Shelves

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    This is my first book, a strong recommendation!!! Don't miss it!!

29. 29 跨 A Dangerous Cross-Border Romance! The Unhinged Powerbroker Makes Her Fall 跨国强宠！疯批掌权人诱她沉沦 Nightfall on the Way Home归时夜Modern Romance454k WordsCompleted [Complete] [Bright, sweet, delicate little darling VS a ruthless, powerful ruler] [Mutual firsts + one-on-one romance + sweet indulgence + ultra-wealthy family + cross-border romance + size difference + possessive love + coercive romance] * Qiao Lien Standish. A powerful ruler who controls the lifeblood of England’s economy. A name written prominently in the books of modern world history. He never expected that one day he would become the one beneath the other in love. In public, he was noble an 5kReads8.7Score551Shelves
30. 30 逃 Run? I’ll Drag You Back! Now Kiss Me Like Crazy! 逃？抓回来！疯狂亲亲！ Wan Yunqi挽云栖Modern Romance320k WordsCompleted The broke college girl fresh out in the world & the obsessive, possessive top tycoon Captivity + forced love + international romance + escape + supreme power Ji Wanwan found a job on Boss Direct Hire. It turned out she was expected to be a male escort! For three days and three nights, she never saw the sun and didn't even know who the person before her was. All she heard was a coaxing voice by her ear. “Be good. Don't move.” - Kolov Romanov, from Russia's imperial family, was an immensely powerf 4.3kReads8.3Score432Shelves

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    The first book is also very authoritative; you can tell just by looking at the title: Extreme Strength.

31. 31 情 Love Begins in Berlin 情起柏林 Baby Big King宝宝大大王Modern Romance443k WordsOngoing “As the soldiers march through the city, my love, may you return safely.” A very ordinary, mediocre, amoral, value-free, boundaryless, abnormal novel 774Reads8.7Score—Shelves

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    The female protagonist travels back in time to Germany during World War II, and the male protagonist is a military officer.

32. 32 异 Imprisoned and Doted on Abroad! The Deranged Tycoon’s Cruel Possession 异国囚宠！疯批大佬恶劣占有 Little Pear Blossom小瓣梨花Modern Romance356k WordsCompleted (The rating only appeared after the story was completed, so it’s low. Give the story a chance first, darlings! Don’t let my title put you off!) Half-Chinese, half-Russian crime-family heir x clear-eyed, resilient Chinese photographer [Cross-cultural forced romance + love at first sight + domineering pursuit + unhinged crime boss + powerful man bows his head + both leads are virgins + HE] On the snowy plains of Murmansk, Wen Ying photographs something she shouldn’t have. An execution of a traitor 2.7kReads8.6Score352Shelves

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    Anyone interested?! Love at first sight + forceful acquisition! A Sino-Russian mixed-race girl vs. A Chinese darling.

33. 33 白 The White Moonlight Returns to the Capital, and the Crown Prince Kisses Her Until She Blushes Every Night 白月光回京，夜夜被太子爷亲红温 Wildfire Never Dies野火不熄Modern Romance1.0M WordsCompleted [Sweet! Doting! Steamy! Flirty! Satisfying! Both are inexperienced! Strong possessive streak!] He Yutang is pure and obedient; Zhou Yanze is wild and uninhibited. They were like two parallel lines, destined never to meet. In a dimly lit bar, she pretended to stumble and felt his chest muscles. She flirted and ran, but his powerful hand, veins bulging, clamped around her slender waist. “Just one little touch was enough for you? Want to play something more exciting with me?” They fell passionately 36.3kReads9.2Score4.1kShelves

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    This book is amazing! Sweet! Pampering! Seductive! Flirting! Exhilarating! Male lead: Tall, incredibly handsome, super rich, sexy and wild, a prince of Beijing's elite circles. Female lead: Fair-skinned, beautiful, stunningly charming, both delicate and sassy, ​​a rich heiress. Wild, seductive, and exhilarating! Life should be exciting! Chinese people don't lie to Chinese people, you absolutely have to read this.

34. 34 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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    As they walked down the stairs side by side, Yan Hui suddenly spoke, "You look even more like someone from a Chinese painting in this outfit." Su Jinghao tilted her head, "What kind of person?" "The gentle, tender type." He paused, "Looks quiet, but not easy to mess with." Su Jinghao's ears burned under his gaze, but she spoke first, "Is it inappropriate?" "It is appropriate." Yan Hui put away 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 low, "Su Wanqing is more like the Su family's heiress. 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," only saying calmly, "Not anymore." The next second, the list was snatched away by a hand. Yan Hui didn't even look at it closely, simply raising his hand to the side and throwing it into the wastebasket not far away. When the paper fell in, the restaurant was so quiet that even breathing seemed to subside. 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." I guess that counts too. [Admiration][Shy][Shy]

35. 35 唯 Only Jing 唯京主义 Twelve Twelve十二点十二Modern Romance441k WordsCompleted The short drama is now streaming: The Spoiled Heiress of Hong Kong City x The Powerhouse of the Capital *One-on-one romance, both leads are each other’s one and only, push and pull with mutual flirting, happy ending &When they meet again, she is wearing a long black velvet dress with a thigh-high slit, leaning lazily against the railing on the bar’s second floor. Her eyes are lowered as she coolly watches the wild crowd dancing in the hall below. As if she spots someone, a playful smile curls h 40.1kReads9.2Score4.4kShelves

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    ① In a German one-night stand, she met him again at a bar and, without knowing who it was, provocatively gave the man the middle finger. This book is very good; the female lead is very resourceful, and the male lead is even more cunning. ② After breaking up with Lu Sinian, Gu Jiayi found a shop in France. While meeting with her friends at a bar, she saw him on the second floor and turned to leave, but he still caught her. The male lead in this book is a little mentally unstable; he's very crazy and possessive.

36. 36 穿 After Becoming a Cannon-Fodder Heroine, I Was Imprisoned and Spoiled by the Mad Male Lead 穿成炮灰女配后被疯批男主囚宠了 Little Sheep Cheese小羊奶酪Modern Romance816k WordsOngoing [Both Are Each Other's First Love + Forced Love + Transmigrate into a Book + Redemption + System + Over-the-Top Drama (The Female Lead Fakes Her Death, Loses Her Memory, and Runs Away While Pregnant) + Happy Ending] Content warning: The author's tastes are pretty twisted, and this gets quite dark. The male lead is a pervert and a thoroughly rotten person. A crazy, unhinged Southeast Asian kingpin * a pretty, resilient, honest girl Ning Sui transmigrates into a book and gets the role of a cannon- 98kReads9.2Score14.2kShelves

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    Highly recommend it!!! It's absolutely gorgeous!

37. 37 疯 Madly Possessive Love: Good Girl, Where Are You Running? 疯批强爱：乖宝，哪里跑 Dou Fu窦馥Modern Romance616k WordsCompleted [Full-cast audio drama now available!] [Unhinged tycoon VS sweet, innocent girl] Lan Yiyi never imagined that a trip overseas to visit her aunt would end with her being abducted for no reason. The only explanation was that the unhinged tycoon had taken a fancy to her on the plane. By the time she woke up, she was in a strange country. She begged the man through tears to let her go, but he only smiled and shook his head, forcing her to stay with him. She had a childhood sweetheart she loved and a 17.9kReads8.7Score1.3kShelves

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    See? I've been waiting like crazy every day! The third book is finished, it's sooooo good!

38. 38 上 Addicted! My Boss and I Pretend Not to Know Each Other by Day, but Can't Stop Kissing at Night 上瘾！和上司白天装不熟晚上亲不够 Jiu Tan久檀Modern Romance194k WordsOngoing Radiant, bewitching beauty x unruly, sharp-tongued playboy [Mature Romance | Flirtatious Push and Pull | Reunited After a Breakup | He Pursues Her After the Breakup] Everyone at the company knew Meng Xi's beautiful face was her greatest sin. What Huo Zhan hated most in life was women who used their looks to get ahead. He called her into his office and shut the door. "Meng Xi, what exactly do you want from me?" She looked up and smiled. "Director Huo, you tell me." / By day, they were superior an 1.4kReads—Score140Shelves

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    The story is well-structured, with clear phases: the initial focus on the game's mindset, the mid-game emotional turmoil, and the eventual pursuit of the wife and reconciliation. The plot progresses smoothly without any filler or padding.

39. 39 逃 There’s No Escape! The Mad Tycoon’s Captive Darling 逃不掉！疯批大佬的囚宠 Little Wanjun小婉君呀Modern Romance372k WordsOngoing Scheming European crown prince VS sweet, delicate Huaguo girl [Powerful man + vulnerable woman + cross-border romance + forced love + size difference + possessive conquest + absolute control + hero is pure evil + one-on-one romance + love at first sight + happy ending] It is widely known in Europe and America that the Mengxi family wields immense power, while the man at the very top of the family is mysterious and unfathomable. Dikaien Mengxi is the most formidable figure among the European and 74.6kReads9.0Score8.3kShelves

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    They're all super good-looking! Don't hesitate, watch them all!

40. 40 重 A Reborn Woman Avoids the Love-Crazed Man? I'll Just Train Him to Be My Dog! 重生女躲病娇？我直接驯他当狗！ Hai Li Yuan Li海里渊里Modern Romance1.3M WordsOngoing [Quick transmigration, on-screen comments, an obsessive male lead who forces his love on her, love at first sight, the male lead has no past relationships in this life, a universally adored heroine, sweet romance, the original heroine regrets her choices, the original heroine may be portrayed negatively.] In countless minor worlds, the innocent heroine always tries to escape the obsessive male lead’s control, preferring death to becoming a caged bird. Both sides end up badly hurt, and innocent b 47.3kReads8.8Score3.8kShelves

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    The second little world in this book!!

41. 41 绝 Absolute Captivity! The Cold-Blooded Commander Can’t Hold Back His Wild Side 绝对禁锢！阴鸷指挥官他狼性难抑 The Untamed Mustang野马无疆Modern Romance320k WordsCompleted [The cold-blooded, ruthless mercenary commander × the pampered, coquettish little princess of a jewelry dynasty] Yu Xingzi was a top-tier heiress known to everyone in high society. Blessed by her ancestors, her family had been merchants for generations. As their only daughter, she was showered with boundless love. Those in their circle called her born to wealth, proud and arrogant, and able to get away with anything thanks to her beauty. Yu Xingzi merely smiled and waved her glittering hand. “Be 5kReads9.1Score593Shelves

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    Both of these are cross-cultural romances. The male leads are powerful and influential, and the female leads are both intelligent and have strong moral values. Initially, the male lead's behavior towards the female lead has a slightly forceful, possessive edge, but he gradually learns to love properly. I highly recommend these two books, and they're also by the same author, so there will be some crossover events later on. I suggest reading "Suffocating Possession" first, and then reading them in order.

42. 42 口 Oral Fixation Disorder 口欲期病症 Girl from the City of Fog雾都少女Modern Romance653k WordsCompleted A lively, down-to-earth heroine versus a highly intelligent male lead with antisocial personality disorder. (Devoted one-on-one couple, possessive love, cross-cultural romance, the male lead is mixed-race and a complete psychopath. A complete psychopath. A complete psychopath.) Blurb One: A coworker told Li Li that a handsome, black-haired, green-eyed mixed-race man lived in the villa across the river. Li Li delivered meals there every day for three months, but never once saw any handsome mixed- 59.9kReads9.2Score8.4kShelves

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    I absolutely have to recommend this to my absolute favorite; I'll stay up all night to finish it! 🥰🥰 To uncover the truth behind her sister's death, Li Li infiltrates a foreign country alone, working as a food delivery driver under an assumed name. She delivers meals to a riverside villa every day, never having met the legendary black-haired, blue-eyed mixed-race owner. Until that afternoon, the door opens, and the man traps her in the dimly lit villa. He is handsome yet sickly, extremely controlling, and suffers from oral fixation disorder, finding solace only in biting when agitated. "May I bite you?" It's not about hurting her; it's his only salvation and dependence. Every bite mark is his persistent confession, a contract to keep her by his side. He is both her inescapable abyss and her only light. A sweet, relatable girl versus a high-IQ, crazy, mixed-race man in a forced love affair | A cross-cultural romance | Bite marks as a contract

43. 43 完 Perfect Marriage Inspection Report 完美婚姻检修报告 Tao Le Su You Mi桃乐酥有米Modern Romance288k 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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    A cross-cultural romance between an Australian mining tycoon and an only child from the Yangtze River Delta region culminates in an elopement and marriage. He weaves an even larger cage of control, and she, fully aware of the situation, chooses to stay. The story is original and unconventional; the female lead is clear-headed and insightful.

44. 44 彼 The Beguiling Flower of the Other Shore 彼岸花娇 Ning Sishao凝四少Modern Romance325k WordsCompleted [Sharp-tongued, domineering CEO × carefree, clever heiress in dire straits + both devoted only to each other] “You are a hidden flower from the other shore. Only I may touch you and make you mine.” Yan Zhimu accompanied her heartbroken best friend on a trip to an ancient city. By chance, she crossed paths with a mysterious, brooding man. Who could have guessed that the next time they met, he would treat her like a gift? She was set on making a run for it, unaware that in the eyes of the whole ci 1.5kReads8.9Score103Shelves

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    The female protagonist is forced into love by the powerful male protagonist in a remote ancient city. [Shy]

45. 45 开 Opening Night 开场夜 Shi Er时贰Modern Romance198k WordsCompleted A pairing of an ingenious, creative genius and a modern-day investment Caesar, united by intellectual and physical attraction. Five-year age gap. Another story in the international series. She is clever and clear-headed, a one-of-a-kind absurdist who loves the birth of inspiration more than any particular person. He is a scheming, untamed man who obeys her without question, a business god who studied philosophy. In public, he is ruthlessly decisive and keeps everyone at arm’s length; in private, 410Reads8.9Score114Shelves

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    A touch of angst with a sweet twist, a realistic and romantic tone, perfect for a quiet late-night read. This is a mature, international road trip story featuring mature men and women. I focus solely on this series, so you won't regret reading it! 🧚🏻‍♀️🧚🏻‍♀️ Lee and Lance's story, *The City Named You*: A touch of angst with a super sweet twist, featuring mature men and women. It's not a typical melodramatic international romance, spanning New York, London, and Paris. The female lead is clear-headed and not love-struck, while the male lead is a cultured heir to a luxury goods tycoon who respects the boundaries of female potential. Sue and Sung's story, *Transoceanic Love Letters*: They first meet in China during their student days, then reunite in Berlin after graduation. The relationship escalates, and the writing style is unconventional, prioritizing setting and sensory experience before the narrative. An 8-year age gap, a mixed-race (Chinese and German) heiress and a rational, not love-struck female lead. Song Chengyu embodies restraint and a deep, romantic depth. Liang Sui is aware of her beauty and knows how to showcase it, revealing both her good and bad sides openly, leaving no trace behind. "Dancing Stars" by Shi Yu and Elvis is a road trip coming-of-age story with a healing and romantic tone and dramatic conflicts. It features a cool, independent, and intelligent female protagonist with a gentle, straightforward personality. The novel also explores the clash between a European royal rose and a modern-day queen. Their new book, "Opening Night," is already completed. It features Tong Shu and Yan Huai, a quirky genius in the fashion and creative world and a modern-day investor, a romantic pairing with an age gap of 5. This slow-paced road trip story is perfect for late nights or when you're feeling lost and want some peace. 🧚🏻‍♀️🧚🏻‍♀️ It also features a mature couple's pseudo-pure love and entanglements, a reunion in a foreign land, the dazzling glamour of New York City, a seductive Parisian rainy night, and the grand opening of a Venice midsummer night... All four books feature cross-cultural romances. For those who appreciate intellectual and physical appeal, this is for you!!

46. 46 东 The Southeast Asian Tycoon's Exclusive Temperature Gap 东南亚大佬的专属温差 Apple Americano i苹果美式iModern Romance209k WordsOngoing A new novel, just launched and not yet rated. Signed with a publishing contract. Forced love / eight-year age gap / size difference / both leads are each other's first love / happy ending. Reading note: The romance develops slowly at first, with plenty of everyday moments. The male lead is no stereotypical domineering CEO: he's quiet and restrained, but tender in the little things. The female lead is no typical sweet, helpless girl: she's soft and adorable, but clear-headed about what's right a 10Reads—Score—Shelves

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    A sweet and fast-paced romance novel featuring a gentle and doting Southeast Asian tycoon and a cute, naive girl who's been tricked in another country. It's a story of mutual redemption, and both leads have their own sharp tongues; the male lead is incredibly doting.

47. 47 警 Alert! The Maniacal Bigshot Is Chasing Me Again 警报！疯批大佬又追来了 Qiao Muyu乔暮雨Modern Romance407k WordsCompleted [Both Leads Are Chaste, Extreme Pampering, Crazy, Obsessive, Yandere Male Lead + Coercive Love] Li Muran, the daughter of a family of doctors, happens to save Zhan Tingyou Miller, a foreign nobleman fallen on hard times, during an international medical rescue mission. From that moment on, she is kept close by a bloodthirsty wolf from the dark forest. He is a ghostly flower that grew in hell, desperately clutching at her, radiant in the sunlight. His obsession with her is madness; he is addicted 2.5kReads9.0Score201Shelves

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    Cross-border romance, male protagonist forces love

48. 48 乖 Good Girl, Call Me Hubby! The Unhinged Mafia Boss's Possessive Love 乖，叫老公！疯批黑道大佬强制爱 Mo Xiaoxi莫小兮Modern Romance461k WordsCompleted [Possessive love + she runs, he chases + international romance (fictional setting) + both pure + happy ending + devoted husband + top-tier wealthy family + age gap + size difference + sweet and angsty] Wen Ruan was just a college student who went abroad to see a concert, only to witness her idol die right in front of her. Forced into the turmoil, she became a target both sides were fighting over. As a pack of men in black surrounded her menacingly and demanded to search her, a tall man stepped o 10.5kReads7.2Score721Shelves

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    A Southeast Asian cross-border romance [smirk] A crazy mafia boss VS a delicate and innocent beauty from Gangnam 💮 The female lead is very good at pretending to be innocent and clever, using gentleness to overcome strength [smirk]

49. 49 佣 The Mercenary Boss Dotes on His Clear-Eyed, Sweetheart 佣兵大佬甜宠清醒小娇软 City on the Left Bank左岸之城Modern Romance348k WordsCompleted The ratings are low because the book has only just come out, so please feel free to give it a try! A heads-up: Lu is his surname, and doting on the heroine is his destiny! The male lead is always chaste. The few women mentioned early on are only part of his act to make his rivals think he has a weakness for women. Nothing happens between them. A man with an obvious weakness is easier to let your guard down around, so if that bothers you, this may not be for you! [A deranged underworld kingpin X 1.3kReads8.8Score106Shelves

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    The male lead is a ruthless and aloof arms dealer, while the female lead is a clear-headed, independent, and highly educated student. During a mission, the female lead accidentally saves the male lead's life, thus beginning a mutually redemptive love story. The plot is super sweet, both leads are intelligent, and it's not simplistic. [Heart emojis] [admiration emojis] [admiration emojis] [admiration emojis]

50. 50 邻 The Neighbor Is Wicked and Wild, Luring Her into His Trap 邻居又坏又野，诱她入局 Bluebird Coo Coo青鸟咕咕Modern Romance389k WordsCompleted [Sweet-natured Chinese translator vs. Italian mafia heir] + [Autistic genius girl vs. emotionally vivid, lovesick young master] + devoted to each other + cross-cultural romance + intense push and pull + willing to give in for love He is a wild, untamed Italian mafia heir who has never known freedom since birth. She is a well-behaved girl from an ordinary family, a foreign-language translator who is gentle on the outside but strong within. He is a foxlike young man whose emotions and conscience w 4.1kReads—Score147Shelves

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    This cross-border romance is unconventional and full of surprises. It's a tale of extreme tug-of-war between an Italian mafia heir and a Chinese translator, a story of ruthless power struggles, calculated maneuvering, escalating ambiguity, and the mafia boss ultimately bowing to love, transforming himself into a super-wife-obsessed individual. A devoted husband who would give his life for his wife. Strong back, powerful fighting ability, and seemingly limitless stamina.

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