Conquering the Unruly One

July 1: VIP chapter Blurb One: At first, in Jiang Wanhui's eyes, Zou Xian was a big boy: sunny, upbeat, and warm. By chance, he played a role completely at odds with his own image and temperament, and it was as if a whole new world had opened up. His fans went wild, and so did Jiang Wanhui, his agent. That night, hiding under the covers, Jiang Wanhui bit the blanket and squealed: This new persona is so dominant and scheming, with tons of possessiveness and enough hormones to make him a domineering CEO, both righteous and wicked. Who could resist? Ah! My artist has broadened his range! Later, Jiang Wanhui realized that this so-called new persona was actually Zou Xian's real self. Later still, Jiang Wanhui learned that this wicked, dangerous man was the person who cherished her most in the world. Zou Xian: Which of us is the wicked one? And is there anyone more unlucky than me? I wanted to get even with the person who bullied me, but instead of getting revenge, I ended up getting myself tangled up in it. Blurb Two: Zou Xian smugly watched the little woman who had offended him and whom he'd completely fooled. Later, he lost his heart and panicked. How could he come clean without making her angry? The little woman Zou Xian was talking about: That man has been acting strange lately. Could it be that the bastard's conscience has finally gotten to him, and he's going to confess everything to me? Please, no! Is he going to stop pretending to be an idiot? Pre-release: Regret Potion Blurb: In the Palace of Longevity and Peace, deep in the imperial palace, the new young Grand Secretary, Li Yun, stood before the emperor and the empress dowager. Kneeling beside him was Huang Ning, eldest daughter of General Huang Wang, whose entire family was being executed or exiled. Huang Ning knelt with her head bowed. She could see the hems and boots of the empress dowager and emperor, but Li Yun's presence eclipsed them all. Li Yun moved his foot, and Shao Muning drew in the hand she had placed on the ground, as if afraid he might step on it. The thick black boots, patterned with dark gold, had been sewn by her own hands, stitch by stitch. All the love and devotion she'd once poured into them had now turned into an invisible, icy blade that left Huang Ning chilled to the bone. From the moment Li Yun chased her into the palace, Huang Ning had a bad feeling. At this hour, shouldn't he be at home, busy bringing a second wife into his household? Why would he have time to concern himself with the whereabouts of an old flame like her, the daughter of a disgraced minister? Just as she'd expected, even though she'd been raised in the palace from childhood and shared a bond with the empress dowager, the old woman couldn't withstand Li Yun's pressure. She withdrew the decree she'd just agreed to, allowing Huang Ning to divorce Li Yun and go into exile with her mother and younger sister. Huang Ning glanced at the emperor, the young ruler who had called her Sister since childhood. He avoided her gaze. Huang Ning sneered. So what if the Huang family had been toppled? The emperor was still a puppet who couldn't make his own decisions. The emperor was weak and his ministers were strong. The throne had once been in the hands of the Huang family, but now someone else was in control. It was settled: the Li family would dominate the Great Wei dynasty. Huang Ning no longer cared what the emperor or the empress dowager said. All she remembered was Li Yun grabbing her, throwing her over his shoulder, and carrying her through the entire palace, humiliating her, then roughly tossing her into a carriage and making her hurt herself in the fall. Everyone close to Huang Ning knew that she couldn't bear pain. As a child, she had fallen into an icy lake and developed a strange condition that made her more sensitive to pain than most people. She could hardly endure it. Li Yun knew this. Before she could even cry out, Li Yun climbed into the carriage and cornered her. This was his true self, wasn't it? The refined, modest, and courteous Lord Li had finally torn off his mask, revealing a glimpse of the iceberg beneath. If there were a regret potion in the world, Huang Ning would swallow it without hesitation. She would stay far away from Li Yun and never have anything to do with him again. If there were a regret potion in the world, Li Yun would do whatever it took to get his hands on it and drink it. He regretted everything and wished he could start over. Power, glory, family: he would give it all up for her, if only she wouldn't abandon him. Completed novel: I Don't Want a Husband I Can't Reach Blurb: At the temple, An Zhuo had just learned that her upperclassman had gotten engaged. Kneeling on a cushion, she murmured, "Buddha, please bless Senior Yan Zhen and Senior Tong Ling with a happy marriage." She paused, wanting to be selfish for once. "That wish doesn't count. Please let Senior fall in love with me the way I love him, and let me be the one he marries. Never mind, I know that's unrealistic. Could you at least make it happen in my next life?" The moment she finished speaking, her phone rang. She answered, and Yan Zhen's voice came through: "The wedding is on the eighth of next month. I'm marrying you. Will you marry me?" Smack! Her phone slipped from her hand and hit the ground... As she left the temple that day, An Zhuo bowed devoutly. "Thank you, Buddha. I'll have you gilded again once my wish comes true." Four years later, as An Zhuo walked out of the Yan family home with her suitcase, she thought: You can't deceive Buddha. This must be karmic retribution. The stand-in bride has finally been cast aside. Blurb Two: Three months into the marriage, after a disagreement, Yan Zhen kicked An Zhuo out. She stood outside for two hours before he let her back in. Six months into the marriage, after an argument, Yan Zhen kicked An Zhuo out. She went back to her parents' home and returned three days later, looking thoroughly sheepish. One year into the marriage, after a fight, An Zhuo left of her own accord and went back to her parents' home, but her mother packed her up and sent her back. Two years into the marriage, An Zhuo left home in a fit of anger, and Yan Zhen brought her back. Four years into the marriage, An Zhuo calmly packed the luggage she'd brought when she moved into the Yan home and walked out the door... This time, Yan Zhen could never bring her back again. The male lead is a real jerk and a real playboy at first. As the female lead puts him through the wringer, he gradually grows into a devoted puppy who pursues his wife. Theme: Don't lie.