The Great Master's Beloved Wife

[Powerful leads, scheming hero, equally matched couple, sweet romance] * She’s a low-ranking online editor. He’s a mysterious young master whom everyone adores. Everyone thinks they’re a mismatch. The capital’s number-one socialite is certain: “There’s no future for the two of you.” His demure junior mocks her: “You’re here alone today?” Everyone else: “What a shame.” He Nian rolls her eyes. “Sic ’em!” * A campus goddess, a star in the online editing world, and a superhuman in the assassin world: that’s her. At their first meeting, she thought he was someone to admire from afar, while he failed to notice her lost in the crowd. At their second meeting, she was stunned. At their third meeting, she... * The capital’s top young noble, a financial magnate on the international stage, and a towering figure in the military: that’s him. At their first meeting, he remembered her. Good thing she forgot him. At their second meeting, he stayed awake all night. At their third meeting, he brought out his trump card. * She’s cool, aloof, and rarely smiles. A little sharp-tongued, she can occasionally kill with a couple of words. He’s graceful and composed, handsome and noble, with a knife hidden behind his smile. The young masters of the capital turn meek as lambs when they see him. * One day, the capital’s main street was covered in a red carpet, and an impressive convoy of limited-edition luxury cars made everyone stare in awe. Who could afford such a grand display? It turned out to be a wedding of the century. Because one of her hobbies was collecting cars, he found a convoy of luxury vehicles to offer as her wedding gifts. [Bonus Scene] On the training ground, a line of soldiers stared at the ten intact leaves she’d shot down. It took them a while to come to their senses. “The boss’s wife is amazing!” The woman casually handed the gun back and glanced at everyone, biting her lip. Had she gone too far? A group of elite soldiers had never figured it out: Damn, where did this freak come from? Then they complained, “Boss, your wife is picking on us!” Boss Chu sighed. “Run laps.” Everyone: dead! * Chu Zhixuan’s nicknames: Boss Chu? Young Master Chu? Chief Chu? Mr. Chu? A woman held up one finger and wagged it, then smiled and elegantly spat out three words: “Chu, you, rogue.”