→ Complete: Starry Sky, White Bones, and You. Great for readers who enjoy a satisfying ending.
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[Husband-Swap Divorce Drama / Old Flames Reignited / Intangible Cultural Heritage / Possessive Pursuit]
[Elegant Qipao Beauty, Cold and Alluring Heroine vs. Refined Scoundrel, Sexually Repressed Hero]
[Teahouse Owner × Powerful Heir]
Chi Ren's new drama became a huge hit, and he and rising star Shi Linglong shamelessly played up their chemistry in front of the media.
Although both denied everything, netizens spun it into a romantic tale of two people falling in love while filming.
Ji Qinghuan had been secretly married to Chi Ren for three years, watching one rumored love interest after another appear at his side.
From childhood sweetheart to marriage alliance, their relationship had become a joke everyone knew about.
After the media photographed Chi and Shi on a romantic date, Second Young Master Chi finally let the truth slip.
"Miss Shi is someone I've loved for years. I'm still pursuing her."
Ji Qinghuan contacted Chi Ren's lawyer herself and signed her name on the divorce agreement.
Their romance contract was officially over.
Chi Ren didn't care in the slightest.
"She loves me too much. This is just her playing hard to get. Just wait and see how she comes crawling back once the cooling-off period is over!"
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Later, Chi Ren realized something was very wrong. Ji Qinghuan seemed to be serious!
She wasn't just staying out of his sight; she'd moved to another city and opened a creative teahouse.
His friends saw men coming and going several times, and Ji Qinghuan even got into one man's luxury car!
Chi Ren stopped putting his arm around beautiful women and hurried over to win his wife back. He had never believed Ji Qinghuan could fall for someone else.
On a rainy night, the teahouse was already closed.
A floor lamp cast a dim glow in the corner of the studio on the second floor.
Chi Ren raced over. As soon as he got out of the car and looked up, he saw the graceful figure of a woman in a qipao, barely visible behind the curtains.
Her long, beautiful legs were planted against the chest of a man in a finely tailored suit, while he carefully fastened the straps of her Valentino heels!
Chi Ren went berserk. He grabbed a chair and was about to smash open the door.
A group of men in black appeared out of nowhere, slapped a muzzle over the dog's mouth, stuffed him in a sack, and tossed him far away...
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Chengtian Group employees discovered a stylish little teahouse had opened beneath the company's offices.
Not only was the tea delicious, but the second floor also housed the owner's studio. Every handmade velvet flower hairpin was a one-of-a-kind design.
Word spread that the group's powerful chairman often visited, and women hoping to marry into the family began gathering there to lie in wait for him.
The teahouse somehow became a beauty pageant, drawing countless young masters who came to admire the lovely women.
They all wanted to know which wild rose could capture the heart of the celestial being who'd descended from the heavens.
The media stopped Han Jingyue as he was about to head upstairs, then stared in shock at the wedding ring on the hand holding his garment bag!
The usually taciturn man spoke for once. "Ask your questions quickly. My wife is waiting for me to help her change dresses."
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Chi Ren nearly broke down when he saw a photo of Ji Qinghuan kissing the head of the Han family...
As soon as the divorce cooling-off period ended, the man was eager to make their relationship official.
Ji Qinghuan and Chi the Dog now had only one connection: she was his ex-wife!
Heh heh~
#How to steal the perfect wife from a scumbag?
#I waited outside the marriage registry to win my wife!
#I want to be the one, I want to be the one, I want to be the one
[The plot is fictional; six-year age gap; the heroine is divorced, and the hero is experiencing his first love]
[Includes some business rivalry and the entertainment industry; men compete for the heroine, but women don't compete against each other]
Theme: If the mountain won't come to me, I'll go to the mountain