Still Strangers After Marriage

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[Down-on-her-luck Jiangnan heiress × refined scoundrel from Hong Kong’s elite circle]

After their marriage, Su Yunqing learned from a friend that Cheng Shupin had someone in his heart, a moonlight-white beloved. That was why people said he kept his private life spotless and stayed away from women.

Su Yunqing also thought Cheng Shupin was a man of impeccable character. Even if their fingertips touched while reaching for the same glass, he would immediately pull away. Whenever he saw her return, he would thoughtfully go to his study. They treated each other with respect, all in all, each doing their own thing.

She had assumed they would maintain this understanding until their marriage contract expired. Then one day, her little nephew took Cheng Shupin’s phone to play with and found a photo of an unfamiliar woman. He even brought it to Su Yunqing.

She was worried about how to explain it to her family, but then she saw that the photo showed a short-haired girl from behind, her slender swanlike neck bent slightly, revealing a red mole in the hollow of her throat.

Su Yunqing touched the small mole behind her own neck. That night, she put her long hair up. As she bent over her embroidery, she felt Cheng Shupin’s long legs stop behind her and said casually, “My embroidery is one of a kind. There’s no replacement.”

The man’s clean, slender hands neatly folded up her messy design drafts. Behind his gold-rimmed glasses, his lowered eyelids held a hint of gentle amusement. His voice was deep and calm. “Which embroidery workshop do you want to buy this time?”

Su Yunqing lifted her clear, innocent eyes. “We need to get a divorce.”

The man’s broad palm pressed against the back of her slender neck. His thumb stroked the red mole in the hollow of her throat again and again. Bending down, he laughed softly by her ear. “Which workshop costs so much that you’d have to take half my fortune in the divorce?”

Cheng Shupin had always been composed, firmly in control of their relationship. That was, until his birthday banquet, when she tossed the jade ring on her left ring finger into the pool. On a freezing December night, the soaked man in his suit knocked on her door. His pale, bony fingers clutched the jadeite ring. His refined facade in tatters, his scoundrel nature laid bare. His impeccable manners had only ever been bait, meant to lure her into yielding, clinging to him, and submitting to him day and night.

[Reading Guide]

#Impeccably gentle, winning her over by any means#

#Both a cinnabar mole and a moonlight-white beloved#

#Married first, love later from the heroine’s perspective; secret love comes true from the hero’s perspective#

#Both leads are each other’s first and only#

Shupin and Yunqing, I vow to marry you with all the proper rites and ceremonies.

Cheng Shupin

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[Muscular man × woman who is cool at first, then passionate]

One evening, a little boy came home from grocery shopping and found a tall, burly man standing outside his home. The man asked, “Where’s your mother?”

The little boy took Xiao Yanchuan to pick up his mother from work. When his mother, dressed in a qipao, came walking toward them from a distance, he called out in his childish voice, “Mommy, your dead husband is back!”

Beside a gleaming black off-road vehicle stood a tall, broad-shouldered man, his arm muscles straining against the sleeves of his black T-shirt. Lin Zhaoxi’s first reaction wasn’t excitement, but worry.

The house had only two bedrooms, and the smaller one was already occupied by her mature three-and-a-half-year-old son, who could do laundry and grocery shopping. How was she supposed to host the husband she barely knew?

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Theme: Protecting traditional silk weaving, an intangible cultural heritage.