Mr. Fu, Stop Chasing Me. Our Surrogate Marriage Contract Has Expired

For three whole years, no one knew that rising star painter Su Wanwan was actually the young mistress of the Fu family.

When gossip reporters got wind of it and flocked over to confirm the news, all they got was a simple answer from the beautiful painter: "It doesn't matter whether I am or not. I'm single now, anyway."

The business and art worlds erupted all at once.

Single...

Fu Mohan gave a crooked smile, neither confirming nor denying it.

Only then did Su Wanwan realize that Fu Mohan's influence was everywhere around her.

The houses used for her exhibitions had changed hands in three different cities, but they all belonged to the Fu family.

Her artist management company had somehow been acquired by Fu Mohan.

Her friends couldn't go three sentences without mentioning Fu Mohan. It was as if they'd all been bought off.

"You can't escape my grasp, so come back."

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Seeing the engagement party aboard the cruise ship, Su Wanwan felt a jumble of emotions. But amid the bustling crowd, the couple still hadn't appeared.

"Who are you looking for?" Fu Mohan wore a white suit, the red rose in his hand dazzling and vivid.