Movie Emperor Fu's Little Vase

My next novel will be called Are You Even Playing Fair? The blurb is at the end. Rebirth fantasy romance: My God, Let Him Love Me Another groveling chase: Gu Shi's Rose Has Amnesia Please add these to your reading lists, my darlings! Click on my author page! --This novel's blurb-- Si Xiaotao made her debut on a talent show at sixteen and shot to fame overnight, but she also attracted plenty of online haters. By chance, she landed a role in a drama. She was the female lead, while the male lead was the top superstar Fu Yansheng, a stunningly handsome Fu family's heir with powerful connections, known to fans everywhere as Actor Fu. Actor Fu's devoted fans all sneered. What was some talent-show idol with a pretty face but no talent? Everyone knew how incredibly strict Fu Yansheng was about acting, to the point of being downright harsh. Just wait until she gets chewed out! One day, in Actor Fu's dressing room. He wore a simple black shirt and black slacks, looking utterly restrained. Seeing Si Xiaotao standing several meters away, he said in a low voice, "Come here." Si Xiaotao hid by the doorway, afraid to enter. She looked pitifully at him and stammered, "F-Fu Yansheng, I have to film a swimming scene this afternoon." "I know." With the all-clear, Si Xiaotao edged closer. "Then, then let's agree first: you can't kiss my neck." "Mm." As soon as she came within reach, Fu Yansheng grabbed her slender waist and bit her tender earlobe. "Tao Tao, you're so easy to fool." Such a plump, juicy peach was made for biting! The nation's adorable little sweetheart, a dark angel, and a possessive actor "I wished to marry you for my tenth birthday, and at twenty-four, I became Mrs. Fu." Actor Fu took half a year off after getting married. His agent couldn't stand it anymore and brought him dozens of scripts. Si Xiaotao: "What kind of role do you want to play now? I think you've already played them all." Actor Fu kissed the corner of her lips. "A tyrant. I have plenty of experience now." He just spoils his wife without limit. --Blurb for the next novel-- The news that Jiang Chengye had bought the Eighth Night Bar caused a huge stir in their social circle. Had the man who lived like a self-disciplined monk finally come around? His friends rushed over, only to be left dumbfounded. Jiang Chengye, dressed in a bespoke suit, blocked the path of a lovely woman with delicate features. He knocked down the man beside her with one punch and planted a foot on the man's arm, yet turned to the woman with a meek, ingratiating look. "Wanwan, don't go." Ye Wanwan gave him a cool look and asked, "A few mixed drinks were enough to make you fall for me, President Jiang? Are you even playing fair?" Two years ago, Jiang Chengye was still called Jiang Ye, a poor mechanic who was the most popular worker at Ye Laosan's auto repair shop. He had once glanced at a cheap market-stall item and said with indifference, "A ring worth a hundred or so yuan was enough to make you fall for me, Wanwan? Are you even playing fair?" When they met again, the tables had simply turned. When she wrote a column, he bought a publishing house. When she became a travel consultant, he bought a travel agency. When rumors linked her to a popular star, he bought an entertainment company. That very night, he was photographed standing in the rain outside her home all night. The mighty Jiang Chengye had finally come crashing down. "Wanwan, I was wrong. Come back to me!" A collection of President Jiang's groveling attempts to win back his wife Theme: