“But I love you.”
I love you more than you could ever imagine.
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Shen Qiyu, the precious daughter of the Shen family, was spoiled rotten by her family as she grew up. She spent her childhood surrounded by medicine and barely survived the calamity fate had in store for her.
After that, her family gave her everything she asked for, turning her into a spoiled, headstrong young woman who could dish it out but not take it.
But with her dazzling beauty, countless people still came to ask for her hand, even with her fiery temper.
She had declared her requirements early on, though, and they scared off a great many suitors:
1. He had to be from outside her social circle.
2. He had to obey her in everything, whether she was right or wrong.
In short, Miss Shen wanted a poor, submissive little puppy who would do whatever she said and let her call all the shots.
--
Qi Lianchi was iron-fisted and ruthless. In just three years, he had turned the tottering Qi family into a business empire.
He himself had become one of the most sought-after young bachelors in Beijing's elite circles, adored by countless wealthy heiresses.
Broad shoulders, a narrow waist, long legs, and a sharply defined face with a hint of menace. He was like a drawn sword, keen-edged and impossible to overlook.
People in their circles all speculated about what kind of heiress could catch his eye. Surely she would be gentle and considerate, capable of holding her own at a banquet and in the kitchen, and able to command respect in the business world...
In short: she didn't exist.
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The two of them had been complete strangers to each other, until one day someone spotted two figures locked in a kiss.
The ever-arrogant Miss Shen was tilting her head up obediently, asking for one more kiss.
And President Qi, who was famously uninterested in women, gazed at her tenderly and pressed a precious, restrained kiss to her lips.
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“Qi Lianchi, you have to understand, I'm spoiled and fussy. My cleanliness obsession is severe, my need for control is downright pathological, and I...”
The rest of her words were swallowed up.
It was a long while before Qi Lianchi finally let go of Shen Qiyu, her face flushed red.
His voice was still slightly hoarse with desire, tender as water in the cold night, yet firm and resolute.
“But I love you.”
I love you more than you could ever imagine.
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Spoiled, demanding heiress x cool, calculating CEO
Love at first sight x planned for a long time
Memories interspersed throughout, an indulgence written just for myself
Theme: Willingly bowing my head and changing every principle for you
