My Powerful Boyfriend Lied and Told Me He Was a Mechanic

[Don’t just pass by, take a look~ My upcoming novels, Kiss the Moon and Bitter Sugar, are open for follows~]

The day her ex-boyfriend announced his engagement in front of all their coworkers, the other woman even came over in person to mock her.

Furious, Su Muxing approached the stunning man standing in the lobby downstairs.

He had his back to the night, leaning lazily against the windowsill.

Broad shoulders, a narrow waist, the collar of his black shirt slightly open, his collarbone just visible, both innocent and seductive.

Su Muxing: “Can I pay you a month of my salary to pretend to be my partner?”

The man slowly raised his eyelids. A hint of disbelief flashed through his deep, beautiful black eyes.

“Su Muxing,” he said. “It’s been years, but your way of picking someone up is still as unusual as ever.”

-

Since high school, Shen Yanbie had been the universally acclaimed heartthrob: cool, aloof, and seemingly free of desire, as if no one could ever bring him down from his pedestal.

Su Muxing thought he would refuse. To her surprise, not only did he agree, but before long, the two of them had even gotten married.

After they married, Su Muxing watched as their dilapidated little house kept springing leaks. Wanting to make a go of things for their little family, she decided to start her own company with the help of an older schoolmate.

Among her first clients was Haicheng Technology, one of the internet industry’s rising giants. Its founder was said to be mysterious and extremely difficult to approach.

But when Su Muxing saw the man who squeezed into a run-down hundred-square-meter apartment with her every day, wore the pajamas she had bought for 200 yuan, and compared prices at store after store just to buy the dog a treat, she found him standing there in a tailored suit, refined and distinguished.

A billionaire.

To hell with being a car mechanic. She wanted a divorce!

But the moment she got the first word out, he cornered her in an empty spot.

His long-fingered hand slowly unfastened the top button, revealing the clear bite mark on his collarbone. “Wife, you bite me and then don’t want to take responsibility?”

PS: Both leads have had no other partners.

[Upcoming novel, Kiss the Moon]:

The day of the funeral.

The sky was gray, and a light rain fell without stopping.

Jiang Yueqing wore a black velvet dress. With her delicate, seemingly breakable body, she fiercely shielded her seven-year-old brother in her arms as she faced the relatives who had come to demand repayment of a debt.

Her beautiful, moonlike face was etched with exhaustion.

Just as it seemed the funeral was about to be ruined, a man suddenly walked in, and the entire venue fell silent.

Black clothes. A close-cropped haircut.

Hard, sharp features.

A towering figure, like a giant wolf.

Jiang Yueqing thought he had come to collect a debt too. She was so frightened that a tear caught on her lower lashes.

She stared blankly as he stopped in front of her, raised his arm, and caught the trembling tear with a slightly bent finger.

“Don’t cry.”

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The man who had walked into the funeral turned out to be Mr. Huo, the renowned figure from Jincheng. Rumor had it that he had used plenty of underhanded methods to get where he was.

He offered to protect her and her younger brother, but on one condition: he needed a wife with a clean background.

They soon got married.

At first, Jiang Yueqing was afraid of him, but over time she realized that Huo Wenchou was unexpectedly considerate and knew how to keep proper boundaries as a husband.

Gradually, she let her guard down.

One time, the man came home injured. She picked up some gauze to treat him, but he caught her hand instead.

Their skin tones contrasted sharply. His arm was twice as thick as hers, his taut muscles seeming to restrain something.

“Are you sure you can take responsibility for what you’re doing?”

At first, Jiang Yueqing didn’t understand. But when she saw a certain part of him, her face instantly flushed.

So the man desired her too.

-

Everyone thought Huo Wenchou had taken Jiang Yueqing in on a whim, like picking up a rain-soaked sparrow and keeping it as a pet.

That was until a video came out. Jiang Yueqing wore a cherry-pink cheongsam as the tall man in a black trench coat pulled her into his arms and kissed her with abandon.

Not long after,

Huo Wenchou posted a wedding photo himself: [My little moon, @Jiang Yueqing]

No one knew that Huo Wenchou had been waiting all along.

Waiting until he had absolute power, so he could draw his moon into his arms and never let go, even if it meant dying.

Theme: Living together in harmony and friendship