The Nineties: The Spoiled Little Troublemaker Gets Pregnant by a Powerful Man and Has Three Babies in a Row

[Feudal Patriarch With Overwhelming Possessiveness, Love at First Sight, A Male Lead Who Seems Proper but Is Actually a Stalker] [Radiant, Arrogant, and Free-Spirited Heiress]

[High-ranking Cadres] [Slice of Life] [Both Pure] [One-on-One]

Yan Dai was the beloved late-born daughter of Secretary Yan and Director Han, their precious jewel. They were afraid she might fall if they held her, and afraid she might melt if they kept her in their mouths.

She was incredibly beautiful, the prettiest girl in all of Jing County.

Unfortunately, she was spoiled. Her clothes had to be made of the softest fabric, her warm water had to be just the right temperature, and she'd pout if her jewelry was even a little rough.

But the couple were deeply worried about their darling's marriage prospects. After all, the son of a bigshot (crossed out) leader had his eyes on her.

Just as they were at their wits' end, Gong Runfeng appeared out of nowhere. Not yet thirty, he had been transferred from the capital to Jing County as its county magistrate. Broad-shouldered and slim-waisted, he looked like a perfect gentleman the moment he stood there.

Yan Bin made some inquiries and learned that his family background was even more impressive.

The couple exchanged a glance. A golden son-in-law! They had to snap him up.

Before they even had to lift a finger, Gong Runfeng came over one day and said solemnly:

“Father-in-law, Mother-in-law, I want to marry your precious daughter.”

And just like that, after meeting on New Year's Eve, they would be preparing a wedding for the couple as soon as the new year began.

Gong Runfeng, twenty-eight years old, from the capital, the son of a cadre, a graduate of a prestigious university, top of his class, with an impressive resume, a promising future, and a smooth career in government.

He had been disciplined, self-controlled, rigorous, and steady all his life. He had never imagined he would meet Baozhu.

For the first time in his twenty-eight years, he learned what it meant to want someone so badly that even his bones itched.

He used to think marriage meant finding someone suitable and making a life together.

He didn't think that anymore.

Marriage meant Baozhu. It could only be Baozhu.