A Spring Wedding

Gentle, radiant food blogger VS reserved, powerful CEO with a gentlemanly facade

Marriage first, love later / Reunion after years apart / Hero is five years older / Both are virgins

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In the spring of her twenty-fifth year, Su Minghua did the craziest thing she had ever done: she impulsively married a stranger.

It was only when she saw the name on the marriage certificate that she learned her new husband was called Fu Chenli.

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Among Hong Kong's wealthy families, rumors flew in private that Fu Chenli had entered the Fu Group as the son of his father's discarded first wife, then ruthlessly driven his own father out. His ambition was plain for all to see.

Yet, thanks to his handsome looks, power, and wealth, eligible heiresses flocked to him.

One day, everyone was stunned to hear that Fu Chenli had secretly married. His wife was a food blogger from the mainland, and reporters caught him in a suit, accompanying her as she shopped for groceries at the market.

His half-brother sneered that he was just like his mother, who had died young: unfit for high society. A woman who cooked for a living was a perfect match for him.

The next day, Fu Chenli issued an appointment that sent him off to a remote branch in Southeast Asia to build the business from the ground up.

Fu Chenyu: "..."

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Several months into their marriage, Su Minghua learned her husband's real identity from the news online.

Reporters marveled that she had gone from sparrow to phoenix. She quite agreed.

They came from completely different worlds, and she could never hope to measure up to his elite family. She couldn't take advantage of his kindness and cling to him.

That night, she brought up divorce in a casual tone.

Fu Chenli held a cigarette between his fingers. Through the curling smoke, he smiled lazily. "Minghua, what gave you that idea? You think you can summon me whenever you want and send me away just as easily?"

Su Minghua: "???"

Fu Chenli: "Come here. Take a look at our wedding venue."

Su Minghua: "..."

That night, no matter how much she argued and protested, Fu Chenli was forceful and fierce.

Afterward, satisfied, he said coldly, "Look at you. I've loved every inch of you, inside and out. And you still say there's no love between us?"

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Later, Su Minghua learned by chance that Fu Chenli also had a name from his mother's family, Zhou Yichen, and that he had lived in London for a long time.

As she turned over the oddly familiar name in her mind, an absurd thought flashed through her: Could the boyfriend from her dreams have been him?

In London's deep, misty nights, they relived their old romantic dreams.

He brushed away the tears at the corners of her eyes and sank into her completely. "I'm this deep inside you already. How could you have forgotten me?"

Zhou Yichen would always remember the radiant girl who had once given him an entire spring that would never fade.

Years later, spring returned to his life.

#What do you do when the boyfriend from your forgotten dreams shows up and tricks you into marriage?#

There is always a road that leads to spring.

Love is sharing meal after meal together.

Springtime Wedding

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Reading notes:

· Both leads are virgins. This is not simply a marriage-first, love-later story, nor quite a second-chance romance (the hero doesn't agree that they ever broke up!). The blurb is full of misleading clues and only indicates the characters and the general direction of the story.

· The story is set in a fictional world and is not based on real people. Please don't read real-life figures into it.

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[Related upcoming novel: When the Grapes Are Ripe]

Cool, aloof actress VS playboy young master; resilient, clearheaded, independent award-winning actress VS guiding, heaven-blessed young master

Possessive pursuit / Caged songbird gets revenge and serves up face-slapping / Ten-year age gap / Both are virgins

"Little Uncle, you didn't misjudge me."

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In entertainment, it's best to make it big young.

Zeng Linlang debuted at sixteen. In the bloom of youth, with raven-black hair, snow-white skin, and a delicate face like a begonia in spring, she was as beautiful as a flower that never faded.

Her beauty paved the way, and at eighteen she shot to stardom.

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But her good fortune didn't last. The truth about her disreputable background came out, and everyone turned against her.

She went to the Zhao family in Beicheng to ask to see her father's legal wife.

The courtyard house was hidden in plain sight, with pear blossoms scattered across the courtyard. A man sat beneath a flowering tree, drinking tea.

A hand with the sheen of jade lifted a celadon Ru kiln teapot. The Buddhist beads around his wrist suddenly snapped, sending agarwood beads rolling across the ground.

Tea trickled into the fairness cup. The man glanced up nonchalantly, his gaze cool and his features strikingly beautiful.

At that unforgettable first glance, she recognized the distinguished man before her. Not long ago at a banquet, he had asked her to speak with him privately, and she had haughtily turned him down: "Sir, you've mistaken me for someone else."

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That day, she learned that the man was Zhao Mengzheng, the celebrated heir to the Zhao family of Beicheng, and her father's wife's younger brother.

With nowhere else to turn, she begged him to show mercy.

Zhao Mengzheng, cool and elegant as gold and jade, said, "Miss Zeng can follow her mother's example. I don't mistake people. Miss Zeng has a bright future ahead of her."

That night, the begonias bloomed until they withered, their pink petals quivering as birds sang from the branches. Miss Zeng became a caged bird in Young Master Zhao's keeping.

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When her scumbag father heard his daughter had gotten close to Zhao Mengzheng, he came crawling back to claim her.

Miss Zeng linked arms with Zhao Mengzheng, looking utterly brazen. "You think you're worthy? Wait until I marry him, then you can call me brother-in-law."

Her scumbag father angrily raised a hand to slap her, but the man's gaze stopped him.

Zhao Mengzheng's dark eyes were deep and inscrutable. He wore a faint, unreadable smile, amused that the woman was getting spoiled by his favor and actually thought she could win him over. Dream on.

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Later, Zeng Linlang won the Best Actress award at Cannes. Holding the golden trophy onstage, she said, "Lastly, I want to thank my Little Uncle. Without him, I wouldn't be where I am today. The best acting I've ever done was taught to me by him."

Fame made her glow. The beautiful woman smiled through her tears, radiant beyond compare. "Little Uncle, you didn't misjudge me."

In the audience, Zhao Mengzheng's face darkened. Furious, he laughed as he rubbed the gold repair on his string of Buddhist beads.

Did the songbird he had pampered think she could fly away? Dream on.

You wanted to call that man brother-in-law, didn't you? I'll make it happen.

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That day, the doorbell rang incessantly. Beneath the pear tree in the courtyard, Zeng Linlang wept pitifully. "Mr. Zhao... someone's here."

Zhao Mengzheng moved fiercely, his voice gentle. "What did you call me?"

"...Little Uncle."

The wind howled and the rain poured as pear blossoms shook loose and covered the ground.

Theme: Love food, love life, and love this world.