After Getting Together with My Husband's Brother

My next novel will be My Wife Has a New Husband. The blurb is below.

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Sang Zhi has cheeks as white and smooth as snow, but she's timid by nature and even stutters.

After an accident, she ends up sleeping with Pei Xiyue, the man her elder sister loves.

Forced apart from the woman he loves, Pei Xiyue is convinced Sang Zhi set him up on purpose.

Using nothing but a verbal marriage promise as an excuse, he brings Sang Zhi into the Pei household.

He mocks and taunts her, even taking her out to let his friends make fun of her.

Sang Zhi tries to explain again and again, but never gets the chance.

Until one day, after being abandoned yet again, Sang Zhi hangs her head and starts walking home.

Suddenly, a carriage stops beside her.

A pale fingertip lifts the brocade curtain, revealing Pei He'an seated inside.

His snowy complexion is dazzling, his features like a painting. He looks like a bodhisattva seated among the clouds.

As he raises his hand, his sleeve falls slightly, revealing the prayer beads around his wrist.

"Su Sui, get in."

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When Pei He'an first heard that his younger brother was mistreating his new wife, he only reprimanded him out of a sense of duty.

But his younger brother's wife, who had no one to rely on, seemed terribly grateful.

She carefully held out a food box and stammered as she tried to be friendly.

Her gaze sparkled like the stars, and even the tiny beauty mark by her lips appeared and disappeared as she spoke.

Her blush was like vermilion swaying before his eyes.

In an instant, his composure crumbled.

Later, he happened to hear his younger brother say that the timid woman was demanding a divorce.

Pei He'an calmed his brother, hinting that this was just one of her tricks. Meanwhile, he played the good man in front of his sister-in-law, soothing her in a gentle voice and luring her in by despicable means.

Until the poor woman came to him again, tears streaming down her face.

"Su Sui, you're wonderful. Sanlang doesn't deserve you."

"Sanlang has committed such a grave wrong, and as his elder brother, I bear some responsibility. I've wronged you too."

"I'm willing to make it up to you in his place."

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On a bitterly cold winter's day, a presence that wasn't hers filled Sang Zhi's bed.

The crisp scent of snow-covered pines wrapped tightly around her, as if it meant to seep into every part of her.

A low voice sounded by her ear, asking relentlessly,

"Su Sui, how long are we going to keep hiding?"

"Am I really someone you have to keep in the dark?"

Sang Zhi trembled, but couldn't say a word.

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1. The heroine has no prior sexual experience; the hero does.

2. The hero is ten years older than the heroine.

3. There are no romantic feelings during the marriage.

My Wife Has a New Husband

[Widower Romance | Stealing Someone's Wife | Love Triangle Showdown | Taking by Force | Over-the-Top Melodrama | Amnesia]

[Brooding, obsessive male lead * timid, sweet beauty * fake gentlemanly second male lead]

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Chi Wanwan was sixteen when the Chi family brought her back to Jiankang from the countryside.

Less than a month later, she was married off to the Xiao family like a piece of merchandise, becoming Xiao Qingchen's wife.

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After their wedding,

Chi Wanwan clumsily tried to please her husband.

But she had grown up in the countryside and knew nothing of refinement. Whenever she was with Xiao Qingchen, she felt stiff and constrained.

Especially when his dark, lacquer-black eyes settled on her. She couldn't help shrinking away.

So even when they shared a bed at night, Chi Wanwan couldn't help crying and begging him.

Her slender fingertips dug into his arm, and her almond-shaped eyes were already soaked with tears.

Though she could hardly bear it any longer, all she dared to do was murmur,

"Could you go a little faster...?"

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Chi Wanwan felt she had less freedom in the Xiao residence than she had in the countryside.

Only later, when she overheard her mother-in-law talking to someone, did she learn that Xiao Qingchen had married her only because of a promise made by the previous generation.

It was spring, and a servant said Xiao Qingchen had asked her to go out with him.

In the carriage, Chi Wanwan repeatedly rehearsed the divorce papers she'd prepared long ago, summoning up the courage to discuss the matter with Xiao Qingchen when they met.

But the carriage lost control halfway there and plunged off a cliff.

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A year later,

Chi Wanwan woke up again. She only remembered that she was going to look for her husband, but had forgotten his surname and what he looked like...

Just then, someone gently pushed open the tightly shut door. The dim light outlined a tall, slender figure.

"Yangyang is awake."

Chi Wanwan blinked. Yangyang was her childhood nickname, known only to those close to her.

He must be her husband.

Xiao Wuming sat down beside the bed. His pale fingertips settled familiarly on her soft, white wrist.

Just as he was about to speak, Chi Wanwan's timid voice rang out softly. "Husband, where are we?"

Xiao Wuming's refined brows arched slightly. His pale fingertips slid down to take her delicate hand in his palm, and his deep gaze rested on her.

He chuckled. "Yangyang, you've forgotten. We've been married for ages, but still don't have any children. We came here to pray for a child."

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Xiao Qingchen knew Xiao Wuming. He was the only son of his second elder brother, and by seniority, Xiao Qingchen ought to call him Third Uncle.

Another spring, the Xiao residence sent someone to invite Xiao Qingchen home because Xiao Wuming had returned.

Everyone assumed he wouldn't come, but halfway through the banquet,

Xiao Qingchen strode in wearing a black robe, his cold, thin-lidded eyes sweeping over the joyful crowd gathered in the residence.

But the moment his icy gaze caught sight of the timid figure at the table, his expression changed completely.

Xiao Qingchen thought he must have gone mad. Otherwise, why did it seem like his wife had come back?

But gradually, he realized that woman really was his wife!

If his wife had returned, why hadn't she come looking for him?

And why had she married someone else?

Xiao Qingchen stared at Xiao Wuming with chilling eyes.

His wife had always been timid. Someone must have put her up to this and led her astray!

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