The CEO's Substitute Bride

Synopsis: They met on the street after a night of drinking. One glance was all it took for her to fall for him. When they met again, she was his son’s girlfriend. He was thirty-two. Mo Yuan, president of the Mo Group, was wicked and cold, heartless and debauched. With a single look, he could captivate women of every kind. She was Chen Rouzhi, an orphan with an ordinary, unremarkable face, so plain she seemed to fade into the dust. A plane crash. She owed him a debt. He wickedly kept her captive, cruelly tormented her, and forcibly took everything from her. Immaculately dressed and standing above her, he pressed closer with every step. “You cheap woman, you think once is enough? What a joke. Did you think I had no other way?” Water rippled as she stubbornly turned away, pleading in a broken voice. “Don’t treat me like this. Please, don’t. Don’t...” “Don’t? What gives you the right? You will never have the right to say no. This is what you owe me, and you’ll never escape it, not for the rest of your life.” He smirked and pried her tightly clasped hands apart. A blood-red glint flashed. “No!” A sorrowful tear slipped down her cheek. In the dark night, a bewitching, fallen flower bloomed, giving rise to a twisted entanglement neither of them could escape! Scene One: “Yuan, I’m pregnant!” When the call connected, she was radiant with happiness, speaking hurriedly into the phone. “Get rid of it!” came the man’s cold, merciless voice from the other end. “I’m busy. That’s all.” The call ended. So this was what he was busy with: another woman. Heh... So that was his answer? Scene Two: “Don’t get married. Please, Yuan!” Fresh from the operating table, she begged him through her tears, clinging to her last thread of hope. “Don’t get married? Heh... Who do you think you are to make demands of me? Remember your place and behave.” His answer was a cold, wicked laugh, thick with contempt. He walked away without looking back. The wedding, The wedding of the man she loved most, the man who had hurt her most. She smiled and offered her blessings. She lifted her head and let the tears fall. Then she turned to leave... He wouldn’t need her anymore, would he? Scene Three: Five years. Enough to change a person, to turn gentleness into strength and seas into fields. Enough for someone you loved to stop loving you, or for someone you never loved to fall for you... “Rouzhi, is that you...?” On the street, a handsome, cold-eyed man turned and caught hold of a woman passing by. His voice trembled, his gaze tender and deep. “Long time no see.” The woman only gave a slight nod and a smile. She was elegant and composed, her gaze calm and undisturbed, as if he were a stranger. This is the story of a meek, insecure girl breaking out of her shell, experiencing love and torment, and rising from the ashes to soar into the heavens. The heroine won’t easily forgive those who hurt her. The hero may not remain faithful to one woman, and the male lead may even change along the way. A word of warning: please don’t get the wrong idea, everyone! If you enjoy the story, please add it to your collection, vote, and send flowers! Give me a little motivation, thank you! Reader chat group: 50784221 (Readers who enjoy this story are welcome to join. Use any character’s name from the book as the entry password.) How to show your support: 1. Find the words “Member Center” at the top and register as a new member for free. 2. After registering, log in and click “Add to Bookshelf” below the synopsis to save the book. 3. Click “Vote to Recommend” to cast your vote. Regular members can vote three times a day; each VIP vote counts as three. Thank you for your support! Recommended completed VIP novel: The Devil’s Pet, a fictional Republic-era story http://read.xxsy.net/info/211606.html A war-torn age, warlords divided the land. In the city of nightlife, bright lights and lavish indulgence, song and dance, fine wine and beautiful women entwined them in one passionate romance after another. Yun Ruo, a calm, indifferent woman: “If I don’t love you, I don’t love you.” Yan Rong, a cold and proud man: “The whole world is mine. Where could you possibly run?” Ji Xuan, a brooding, calculating man: “If I can’t have it, I’d rather destroy it!” Yun Xi, a gentle, lovely woman: “I can hear the flowers blooming.” Pei Feng, a bright and straightforward man: “Ruo Ruo, promise me a place in your next life!” Pei Tian, a gentle, kindhearted man: “As long as I can watch you from afar, that’s enough for me!” What kind of song will these people compose when they meet? Yun Ruo stood impassively before the glass window, her eyes dark and unreadable. The glass reflected a cold, merciless light, like that person’s cold, merciless eyes. “Baby”