The Allure of Fleeting Days

[Playful, Handsome Scion x Alluring, Delicate Heiress, Devoted Sweet Romance, Both Leads Pure]

Shen Xueni, the noble white rose of the prestigious Shen family, has skin as smooth as ice and a heart as exquisite as brocade. She is a celebrated beauty from Jiangnan and a beloved interpreter, admired by the whole country. At a Suzhou embroidery expo, she captivated everyone with her graceful figure, swaying elegantly in a qipao embroidered with lily of the valley, the flowers of a moonlit dream. Her graceful image as an ambassador for traditional culture left a lasting impression.

Her countless admirers were all accomplished men, utterly captivated by her. Then one day, a bombshell came to light in her household registration records: she was married. Yet no one had ever seen her husband.

Yu Zehuai, executive president of Rongtian Financial International, was born a heartbreaker. His looks, his presence, and his abilities were all irresistibly alluring to women.

Two years ago, this illustrious young master abruptly gave up his life of wine and women and went to New York to start a business. Two years later, he had risen to the top of the power elite and gone to great lengths to move his company back to Jingbei.

Everyone wondered why Third Young Master Yu was working so hard.

After an international investment promotion press conference, Shen Xueni managed to evade the media and public attention, then quietly climbed into the man's custom Maybach.

In the back seat, Yu Zehuai gently pinched his wife's slender waist and pulled her onto his lap. With a roguish air, he bit her flushed ear and asked in a low voice, "Mrs. Yu, you still haven't picked one of the two options. How should I punish you, hmm?"

Just last night, they had shared a bed as husband and wife.

Thinking of the two options her husband had given her, Shen Xueni couldn't help blushing.

Either publicly announce that they had secretly married long ago, or wear the priceless VIVID GREEN jadeite necklace he had bid on for her. Either choice would mean openly acknowledging that she was Mrs. Yu.

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They say a playboy has no heart, and that hoping a marriage between powerful families will make a secret crush come true is nothing but a cruel joke.

Shen Xueni conceded defeat and handed over the divorce papers. Not long afterward, she saw that famously audacious and roguishly handsome young master at a banquet. Ignoring the crowd's gossip, he tenderly straightened the pearl-chain tie at the back of Shen Xueni's formal gown.

Before long, unable to hold back, he pulled her close by the waist and kissed her. In a husky, coaxing voice, he said, "Nini, if you bring up divorce again, I'll tie you up when we get home tonight."

[Before You Dive In]:

- Book eight in the Liuli Family series. Audacious, roguishly handsome male lead x cool, alluring female lead; international finance tycoon x refined translator from a scholarly family. One-on-one romance, both leads pure, happy ending.

- In bold, capital letters: A story where the male lead devotes himself exclusively to doting on the female lead after they marry. His deep love and affection for her begin from the very first chapter.

- A friendly reminder: This is not a groveling-after-the-wife-runs-away story. This novel has never, ever, under any circumstances, been tagged as a crematorium romance. Please be aware.

- Related upcoming novels: Snowy Night Wedding, Spring Mountains Like Dark Eyebrows.

- Thank you for your daily companionship and support. You're all my little angels. Love you!

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Theme: Though sifting and washing through thousands of grains is arduous, once the sand is gone, gold remains.