[The story is complete. The next book will be "Already Divorced, Do Not Disturb.".]
Everyone in Wencheng's upper circle knew that Gu Nanxi was the darling of both the Gu and Fu families. She was spoiled and willful, and no one dared cross her, except...
Fu Yiyao.
The only heir to the Fu family, Fu Yiyao had been born with a silver spoon in his mouth. His life had been meticulously planned out, and to him, it was dull and uneventful.
His only fun was teasing Gu Nanxi, who had grown up with him. Every time he saw her bristle with anger, his mood improved for the whole day.
What Gu Nanxi hated most was this young master of the Fu family, who called her his little sister but opposed her at every turn.
The worst part was that he was a master of disguise, the favored son of heaven in everyone's eyes.
Until one day, Gu Nanxi saw Fu Yiyao lose his temper for the first time. The usually proud and refined young master was filled with murderous fury. He pinned someone to the ground and said coldly, "I wouldn't dare hurt a hair on her head. Who do you think you are to lay a hand on her?"
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A grand banquet was being held in a luxurious hotel, because it was the birthday of Fu Yiyao, the young master of the Fu family, and Gu Nanxi, the young lady of the Gu family.
Gu Nanxi was as beautiful as a princess untouched by worldly things, smiling brightly.
Fu Yiyao led her to a dimly lit corner and said plaintively, "Don't smile at anyone else. I'm jealous."
Gu Nanxi rose onto her toes and placed a soft kiss on the corner of his lips. "I'll only kiss you. Happy now?"
A seemingly warm but actually cold-hearted young master x a radiant, spoiled young lady / bickering sweethearts / both virgins
The story of Su Wenyu's son and Shen Youqi's daughter. The young master Fu has been given a new name.
Coming soon: "Already Divorced, Do Not Disturb." Add it to your favorites from my profile.
Xu Shinian and Song Zhezhi had been secretly married for three years. She could be cute and warm his bed, but she still couldn't melt that iceberg.
One stormy night, Xu Shinian finally threw the signed divorce papers in front of Song Zhezhi, crying.
Her clear, bright eyes were as red as a rabbit's. She could barely catch her breath as she struggled to say, "Sign them. Let's get divorced. Who needs you anyway?"
Song Zhezhi asked expressionlessly, "You won't regret it?"
"I'll be a dog if I regret it."
Song Zhezhi signed his name with a flurry of strokes.
Xu Shinian swallowed the words "You're really signing?" before they could leave her mouth.
If she couldn't win the bun, she'd win the argument. Fine, they'd get divorced.
Everyone knew gold-medal screenwriter Xu Shinian, but no one knew what she really looked like, until an awards ceremony.
Xu Shinian appeared in a black, sheer gown that shimmered like a starry sky, walking the red carpet arm in arm with a newly acclaimed director.
After the ceremony, Song Zhezhi grabbed Xu Shinian by the wrist and dragged her to his car.
His gaze was dark, his voice hoarse as he said, "You never came to an awards ceremony with me, but you'll make an exception for him?"
"Director Song, we're divorced. I can go with whoever I want. Do you understand 'do not disturb'?"
"Divorced? You mean this?" Song Zhezhi pulled out the divorce papers bearing both their signatures.
Xu Shinian: ??
The next day, they made the trending topics. Song Zhezhi, whose account had seemed like a zombie account, posted his first original Weibo message.
Song Zhezhi: My wife. Legally recognized.
Genius director x gold-medal screenwriter, both virgins.
Completed works: "Mrs. Fu," "She's So Warm [Entertainment Industry]," "Mr. Si's Exclusive Desire," and "Hidden Deep Affection."
Theme: A childhood sweethearts story about growing up together
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I was so fascinated by it that I didn't want to come out. I felt that the story was very real.
You have to be shameless when chasing your wife!
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It's over. I feel so sad to leave. I like Yu Chen Wanwan so much.
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It's over, thank you very much for giving them a good ending, although I quite like torturing Yu Chen
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