[Powerful mogul and actress, marriage before love, he has a secret crush on her]
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After realizing that the person she had a crush on saw her as a substitute, He Wanwan went drinking alone late at night. Beneath the colorful lights, she staggered into a tall, slender man.
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He Wanwan took a moment to react. Through her bleary, drunken eyes, she made out an astonishingly handsome, strikingly cold face.
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She looked up at him with a foolish smile and tapped his left chest with a fingertip. "That handsome, you must be the club's top escort, right? You're the one for me tonight."
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The man paused, his gaze fixed on her face, then replied in an unhurried voice, "Okay."
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He Wanwan had heard her friend talk about Jiang Yan, the notorious playboy prince of Haicheng, a well-dressed scoundrel.
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She didn't care.
A marriage alliance was just a business arrangement.
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At their first meeting at a banquet, the man glanced at her and chuckled softly. "Miss He, don't you recognize me?"
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He Wanwan turned away in a panic and shakily sent her friend a message:
[Is there any hope for me after sleeping with my marriage prospect thinking he was an escort?]
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Before her friend could reply, Jiang Yan leaned close to her ear.
His voice was hoarse. "Remember that night yet?"
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He Wanwan thought her marriage to Jiang Yan was simply a matter of mutual benefit. She wouldn't interfere with his female admirers, and he wouldn't ask about the rumors surrounding her.
She was convinced theirs was a partnership based solely on mutual interests.
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As the days passed, she nearly forgot their ridiculous and awkward first encounter.
Until one day, after she finished filming, the person she had once secretly loved suddenly confessed his feelings to her.
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The rainy night was hazy.
The man who had witnessed everything leaned against a car door, hidden in the shadows, his expression unreadable. He asked slowly, "Do you still like him?"
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He Wanwan shrugged and teased him, pretending to be carefree. "Even if I liked you, I still wouldn't like him."
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A warm, woody scent suddenly enveloped her.
"Then like me."
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The man's long, elegant fingers gripped her chin as he kissed her until she could hardly breathe.
"...Why don't you give me another chance, like that night?"
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[Note: First time for both, happy ending. The female admirers and rumors aren't real. I'll add more details if I think of any.]
Theme: To be added