* Coercive romance | Marriage first, love later | Rabbit-and-dog story | Aristocratic family drama | The chase-after-wife crematorium
* Spoiled, headstrong heiress vs. reserved, self-controlled biology professor
Blurb:
Wen Yue was born into one of Beicheng's most prominent families. Her parents doted on her, and her two older brothers treated her like a precious treasure. Heiresses from other families flocked around her wherever she went. Everyone in Beicheng knew her as a favored daughter of heaven.
One day, while dining with a friend, Wen Yue happened to overhear a conversation at the next table:
"That Miss Wen is so spoiled. I heard she spent fifty million at a single mall in Hong Kong the other day. Good grief, who would dare marry her? Xiulang, would you?"
A cool male voice replied, "I wouldn't marry her."
"You really wouldn't? The Wen family is richer than anyone could imagine, and I hear Wen Yue is pretty, too."
"I wouldn't."
His response was resolute, full of disgust.
Her friends fell silent.
The eldest daughter of the Wen family, who had never been rejected before, darkened her expression.
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The Zhong family had a long tradition of scholarship and refinement, and Zhong Xiulang, the only grandson of Old Master Zhong, had become a professor at A University at a young age. He was disciplined and courteous, as elegant as an orchid or a jade tree.
But after being forced to marry the younger daughter of the Wen family, he was often sullen.
He disliked Wen Yue's extravagant ways: she bought jewelry as casually as candy. He also disliked her willfulness and her habit of causing trouble wherever she went.
He was even more fed up with her coquettish voice and unrestrained boldness. When it came to sex, she wanted it whenever she felt like it.
One night, she was out all night again. With a helpless sigh, he went to a bar to find her.
She was dead drunk, surrounded by men he didn't know.
The girl glared at him, her flushed cheeks puffed up in a pout. "Zhong Xiulang, I want a divorce!"
Zhong Xiulang felt a sudden rush of relief. He tugged her fallen shoulder strap back into place. "Fine."
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After the divorce, the little princess still lived as she pleased. She arrived at his lectures just in time, slept through class, then smiled sweetly at the boys gathered around her afterward.
Zhong Xiulang could no longer stand it. After class, he kept her behind. "Wen Yue, you need to pay more attention in class."
The girl tried to jerk free of his grip. "What gives you the right to tell me what to do? We're divorced!"
Zhong Xiulang realized he had overstepped and let go, but soon grabbed her again. His voice held a strange note he didn't recognize as his own. He spoke with restraint. "Even if we're divorced, I'm still your ex-husband."
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# Female-led coercive romance, with a slight chase-after-wife arc later on.
# They are not in a teacher-student relationship.
Blurb revised on September 6, 2026, with substantial changes to the content.
Theme: Fate is written in the stars
