The CEO Keeps Thinking I'm Two-Timing Him [Book Transmigration]

Coming soon: historical romance, My Murdered Ex-Husband Ye Was Reborn. P.S. The blurb is at the very bottom.

Blurb:

Lu Wanming transmigrates into a book, becoming the wife of Shen, a domineering CEO on the verge of divorce.

She knows this Mr. Shen: the CEO who is always convinced he's been cuckolded.

After yet another stretch of awkward silence, the CEO's wife speaks up. "Listen..."

Mr. Shen waves a hand. "No need to explain. I don't want to hear it."

Lu Wanming: "You have to listen!"

Mr. Shen: "Even if I listen, I won't believe you."

Lu Wanming: I think you just want to dye that thing the color Liu Xing wanted to dye his!

After she had been missing from home for several days in a row, Mr. Shen asked around about her whereabouts.

His assistant stammered, "Madam has a date with Young Master Zhou today, a famous actor named Jiang tomorrow, and someone surnamed Qin the day after..."

Mr. Shen's face turned completely black. Why was he always worried about being cuckolded?

Fine.

Since she had transmigrated into a book, she couldn't let the trip go to waste. Monday, Wednesday, Friday, then Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday: as a wealthy wife, she would see a different boyfriend every day.

But then...

Young Master Zhou: "Sister-in-law, how has Mr. Shen been lately?"

The famous actor Jiang: "Madam, does Mr. Shen have any instructions?"

So-and-so Qin: "I don't want Shen Hesheng to beat me up again!"

Why does every one of them keep bringing up Shen Hesheng?

Currently updating:

[Blurb]

Cui Shu thinks he was simply too good to Li Yang in his past life. She was cold-hearted and ungrateful, killing him without so much as a change in expression. So this time, he won't hesitate to repay her in kind.

"Please help me, Heir." Li Yang didn't look at Cui Shu, yet felt as if she had exhausted the strength of two lifetimes.

Cui Shu stared at her for a moment, then suddenly spoke. "If you ask for help, you ought to be sincere. But I don't see any sincerity from the princess."

Li Yang felt she no longer knew this Cui Shu. She had spent five years in a political marriage abroad, enduring one ordeal after another before returning home. Then an imperial decree forced Cui Shu to marry her, a deliberate humiliation by the emperor. He had borne it all, and had always treated her as gently as a spring breeze. He had never been so cutting before.

"A hundred mu of fertile land outside the capital, more than ten estates, all can be yours. Choose whatever gold, silver, and jewels you like." Li Yang looked up and met his malicious gaze. She felt guilty toward him, and she really did need his help. No princess in the world was less like a princess than she was, especially in front of him.

"Ha." Cui Shu chuckled, but his eyes were icy cold.

"How many am I?" Cui Shu rose to his feet. "Before me, how many people did the princess ask?"

Li Yang met his eyes. It was difficult to say, "You're the last one."

Before she could figure out what to say,

she heard him ask, his voice seemingly clenched with anger yet unexpectedly urgent: "What do you want me to do?"

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