A Contract Marriage With Hong Kong's Heiress, Then Love

Arranged marriage that turns to love / a wife-chasing redemption arc / melodrama / wealthy families / a touch of the supernatural / younger woman / both leads are each other’s first / first published on Jinjiang Literature City / happy ending The young master of an antique shop, Ji Xu, is 0.9, while Hong Kong’s foremost heiress is 0.1. Age gap: 20 x 28 After her grandmother suddenly passed away, Ji Xu returned to her hometown. Once the funeral was over, exhausted in both body and mind, she heard someone knock on the gate of Sanwen Hall. A beautiful woman stood outside, looking expensive from head to toe. Her sunglasses covered most of her face, and even the little bit of pale chin left visible exuded an air of nobility. The woman glanced at Ji Xu through the gate. “You’re Ji Xu, right? Come back to Hong Kong with me and get married.” Ji Xu closed the door without changing expression. That night, as she drifted between sleep and wakefulness, her late grandmother appeared in her burial clothes and slapped her twice. “Sleep, sleep, sleep! Your wife is right at your doorstep, and you still don’t want her. How can you sleep?” In her dream, Ji Xu covered her face, utterly bewildered. The next day, the woman returned. She took off her sunglasses, revealing a face of strikingly cool beauty. “I’m Cheng Yu’an. Come back to Hong Kong with me and marry me. You’ll attend the University of Hong Kong, and after you graduate, you can stay or leave as you please.” Somehow, Ji Xu ended up married into a wealthy family. After the wedding, the two treated each other with polite respect. One night, Cheng Yu’an knocked on Ji Xu’s bedroom door. Her knees sank into the mattress, and her delicate shoulder blades quivered all night. Once she came to her senses, Cheng Yu’an left with kiss marks all over her body, summing up their boundary-crossing relationship with a simple “We both get what we want.” Ji Xu nodded. After that, Miss Cheng knocked on Ji Xu’s door again and again in the middle of the night. Over their three years of marriage, Ji Xu made a name for herself in Hong Kong as the Little Immortal of the Ji family. The day she got her diploma, she packed her bags, returned to Hangzhou, and went back to being the young master of her antique shop. But Miss Cheng, who had once said they both got what they wanted, came running to Sanwen Hall in a sorry state. Drenched in the rain, her eyes red, she rose on tiptoe to kiss Ji Xu. Ji Xu turned her head away. “Miss Cheng, you were the one who said I could stay or leave as I pleased.” “I take it back, Ji Xu. You’re not allowed to leave... Kiss me...” Upcoming story: Take What’s Mine Blurb: Age gap / romance with a classmate’s mother / forbidden love / both leads are each other’s first / adopted daughter / melodrama 18 x 33, fifteen-year age gap. This blurb is provisional and may be changed before publication. Everyone at No. 6 High School knew that Lu Ye was the most obedient dog by Miss Chu’s side. But no one knew that Lu Ye had never coveted Miss Chu. The one she wanted was her adoptive mother. The first time Lu Ye went to the Chu family home, she carried a battered backpack and stood awkwardly in the middle of the living room, her palms slick with sweat. Chu Wangnian came down the stairs in a long spaghetti-strap dress. Like a ray of light, she shone into Lu Ye’s pitch-dark, sunless corner of the world. All summer long, Lu Ye tutored Chu Yao by day, then gazed at the warm light spilling from Chu Wangnian’s bedroom window at night, her forbidden desire growing stronger. After more than thirty years of being cold and distant, Chu Wangnian had fallen for someone for the first time, and that someone was her adopted daughter’s classmate. One night, she opened the door and let the girl into her room. She told herself it would only happen once. Then it happened again and again. The young woman’s burning body held her close, as if she meant to devour her whole. Night after night, Chu Wangnian felt that heat course through her until her body and soul melted into pleasure. Chu Yao had always thought Lu Ye liked her, until one rainy night she opened the door and saw her own mother, as noble as the moon in the sky, pinned beneath Lu Ye on the sofa, her hands clasped behind Lu Ye’s neck. “You two...” Chu Wangnian, breathless, patted the back of Lu Ye’s head and sat up. “Yaoyao, you’re still young. You’ll have plenty of chances later. If Mommy doesn’t date now, it’ll be too late.” Theme: The author expresses her longing for home