◎ Stealing someone else's partner | Marriage first, love later
◎ Older CEO ✖️ Jewelry designer 💎
Blurb:
The night Yao Ling discovered her fiance Song Hui was cheating was rainy.
Outside, rain poured in torrents. Inside, she slapped the evidence of his affair onto the table.
Song Hui smiled, his tone airy. "Fine. Then let's break up."
The door slammed shut. Yao Ling stood in the living room, suddenly exhausted. She turned and headed for the bedroom. When she opened the door, the curtains were drawn back, and cold moonlight poured in.
A man was sitting on the armchair by the bed.
He wore a refined, expensive suit. His pricey cuff links glinted in the moonlight, but his face was hidden in the shadows.
Yao Ling leaned against the wall. "I broke up with him. Are you satisfied now?"
In the darkness, Meng Bingzhu rose, walked steadily forward, and stopped in front of her.
"You were only with him for his money, weren't you? So why not try..."
He leaned close, his breath brushing her ear.
"Marrying me?"
-
Married life went more smoothly than Yao Ling had expected.
Meng Bingzhu was the CEO of a publicly listed conglomerate. He came from a prominent family, was young and wealthy, and handsome. He was emotionally steady, so accepting of her that he nearly indulged her, and unbelievably patient.
More importantly, he was gentle in bed.
If she frowned, he would go slower. If she said it hurt, he would stop. When she returned from her shower afterward, the sheets had been changed and warm water was waiting by the bed. He even patiently applied ointment for her.
Until one night, when she went to shower and left her phone on the bed. The screen lit up, and messages from Song Hui came one after another.
"Yao Ling, I was wrong."
"The Song family is bankrupt. She and I ended things a long time ago. Are you still angry with me?"
"Can we meet?"
Meng Bingzhu looked away and leaned against the headboard to read. He didn't say a word.
But that night, he woke her up.
Her fingernails dug into his back. He acted as if he didn't notice, moving harder with each thrust, nearly breaking her apart.
She was close. Suddenly, the doorbell rang. Yao Ling's whole body tensed. Before she could react, he gripped her wrist and turned her over.
"Has he ever been here?" he gasped, his voice hoarse and broken.
She bit her lip, afraid to make a sound.
The doorbell kept ringing, again and again. Song Hui's muffled shouts came through the door.
He lowered his head and kissed the back of her neck, coaxing her, his breathing unsteady.
"Lingling, baby, sweetheart..."
"Let him hear you."
-
Two hours later, the door opened.
Song Hui stood drunkenly outside Yao Ling's home, reeking of alcohol. His eyes lit up when he saw the door open. Then he recognized the person standing there and froze.
Meng Bingzhu stood inside.
His shirt collar was loose, two buttons done up wrong, and a faint red mark showed on his neck. His hair was mussed, and he had the languid air of a man fresh from bed.
"Why are you here? What are you doing together? Where's Yao Ling?" Song Hui charged inside, his eyes red. "Yao Ling!"
Meng Bingzhu leaned against the doorframe and didn't stop him, merely stepping aside. Song Hui rushed into the middle of the living room, then suddenly stopped.
A huge wedding portrait hung on the wall opposite the sofa. In the photo, the woman wore a white wedding dress and leaned against a man in a suit, smiling faintly, her eyes bright.
That man was now standing behind him.
"You listened for two hours and still can't figure out what we were doing?"
Song Hui turned around and saw Meng Bingzhu casually tug at his collar, revealing a patch of mottled red marks and scratches.
His throat tightened. "Meng Bingzhu, who do you think you are? Stealing your friend's girlfriend, who do you think you are?!"
"I thought it was obvious."
Meng Bingzhu leaned against the doorframe and leisurely pointed at the photo, his tone casual, with the air of a perfectly entitled husband.
"I'm her husband."
🍷Reading Guide🍷
1. One-on-one romance. Sweet and steamy.
2. The heroine and the hero's relationship doesn't develop until after she breaks up with the scumbag.
Theme: Cherish the person by your side
