Gently Coaxing the Clingy Sweetheart

- My next book, Lost Jasmine, is open for advance follows. Please add it to your list qwq -

Zhan Xun is volatile and irritable. No one dares to mess with him.

Song Zhuo received sponsorship for her education from the Zhan family. When she arrived at their home, the butler repeatedly warned her to stay away from Zhan Xun. She hugged the little dog she'd picked up, nodded obediently, and happened to run into him. Lowering her eyes, she followed the butler's lead and said:

"Young Master."

Until one day, she saw the pile of drawings on Zhan Xun's desk.

The person in them was her. Beside them, a line of tiny writing read:

[I want to be her most obedient pet]

Later, Song Zhuo became his personal bodyguard.

Every day, she did her job conscientiously, going to and from school with him.

When he picked up a stool to fight some punks, all it took was her soft, sweet voice:

"Zhan Xun, don't start trouble."

Only Song Zhuo could rein in the madness in Zhan Xun's heart.

He obediently sheathed his claws and looked at her with soft eyes.

"All right, I won't make trouble."

"Was I good today?"

Song Zhuo gave him an approving look, rose on tiptoe, and ruffled the hair above his forehead. The punks stared in terror.

What was going on?!

Why was Zhan Xun as docile as a newborn puppy?

Zhan Xun, nicknamed "Mad Dog," turned into a noisy, clingy brat in front of Song Zhuo.

Years later,

Zhan Xun ruled the business world, decisive and ruthless in everything he did.

His obsessive tenderness belonged to Song Zhuo alone, burning with fervent madness

and

clinginess taken to the extreme by his possessiveness.

One day, the two had a little argument. Zhan Xun never won their fights.

Angrily tugging his tie loose, he stood by the floor-to-ceiling window for a long, long time. At last, his eyes grew misty and red. His slender, fair neck drooped as he wiped his eyes with a fingertip.

His assistant stared in shock. "Are you crying?"

"What the hell would I cry for? I've got a bad cold." His voice was hoarse, but he refused to admit it to his last breath.

#Positive, adorable bodyguard x clingy, pampered obsessive who needs gentle coaxing#

#Has he caught a cold again today?#

Note:

Song Zhuo is temporarily working as a bodyguard for various reasons.

Scheduled for May 4.

Blurb for Lost Jasmine

Meng Chaomo first met Shang Yu at a private club. He was leaning in a lavishly lit hallway, head tilted back as he gasped for breath, like a fish desperately short of water. His white shirt was drenched with alcohol, damp streaks snaking down the fabric. He looked utterly wretched and dejected.

He suddenly grabbed her wrist. "Take me away."

Following that beautiful face down, she saw a perfect figure.

Ahem, she was attracted by his looks.

Even after they later divorced for various reasons, she still remembered that moment: how utterly dazed he had been, leaning close to her ear and hoarsely whispering, "Please, I beg you."

Unfortunately, Shang Yu came from a prestigious family, and his very bones were etched with aloof pride. Always so composed and in control, he refused to admit that he'd lost all restraint that night because of alcohol. Even when she brought up divorce, he only paused, fell silent for a long time, and said, "Fine."

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One rainy night, Meng Chaomo returned home after closing a business deal.

A man was sitting outside the villa. Rain soaked him, and a faint smell of alcohol clung to him. He looked utterly lost, murmuring as though he'd misplaced a priceless treasure.

The moment he saw Meng Chaomo, his thin eyelids trembled. "I... Waaaah..."

Meng Chaomo looked down at the man clinging to her leg and sobbing uncontrollably. Her temple throbbed furiously.

"Shang Yu, let go!"

#The groveling ex chases his wife back#

Theme: Helping and caring for each other as they move forward together