She Slapped Him, Then Said She Loved Him

Mist swirls over the floor-to-ceiling glass. Their reflections overlap, the air thick with passion and ambiguity.

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Her skin is as pale as snow. She clings to him, boneless and delicate, her expression a mix of coyness and daze.

"...Do you like this position?" Her honey-sweet voice makes his ears melt.

The man's handsome face is no longer calm and self-controlled. He grips her slender waist and commands, "Cry for me."

As they rise and fall together, even the air fills with her enticing scent, intoxicating him.

She is so slender and delicate, yet she has a bewitching pull, wrapping around him in countless strands and dragging him deeper into surrender.

Her fingertips gently stroke his face. The next moment, her voice turns icy.

"He Shizhu..."

She smiles sweetly. "Come to hell with me."

Come to hell with me... Come to hell with me... Come to hell with me...

In the dead of night, He Shizhu jolts awake, breathing hard, his chest heaving.

The dampness beneath the covers confirms that he has once again fought through countless rounds with her in his dream.

Annoyed, he calls Special Assistant Zhou, Secretary Lin, Detective Lu, and Bodyguard Zhao, chewing them out for their failure to find her. After all these years, they still haven't found so much as a strand of Xu Xingyue's hair.

The pillow Xu Xingyue used back then is practically polished smooth from how often he's handled it.

His overworked underlings are at their wits' end.

For the past few years, they've poured their hearts into finding President He’s dream girl, exhausting every possible lead and wracking their brains.

Three years ago, Xu Xingyue deceived him, humiliated him, and abandoned him. He should hate her and seek revenge.

But when he finally sees her again, He Shizhu only wants to pull her into his arms and use every means at his disposal to keep her from leaving.

Even after going to extraordinary lengths to marry her and tying all his assets to her, He Shizhu still feels insecure. Every day, he asks her, "Do you love me?"

Xu Xingyue: "I love you."

He Shizhu: "Do you love me, or my money?"

Xu Xingyue: "Your money."

Without another word, He Shizhu cups her face and kisses her deeply, taking her breath away.

Xu Xingyue gasps and hurriedly changes her answer. "You."

Satisfied, He Shizhu showers her with sweet kisses and embraces, wishing he could place every star and the moon in the heavens before her.

May 7, 2026

[SC, aloof CEO hopelessly in love x cool-headed heroine pretending to be sweet]

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