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Wen Xuxu is a tenacious, talented, smart and brave woman who was fostered by the Yan family at the age of four when she lost both her parents. 

Brought up to be the successor of a huge conglomerate, Yan Rusheng is an aloof, intelligent and arrogant man who is the most sought-after bachelor in the capital city. 

Despite growing up together, both of them seem to treat each other as an eyesore. She labels him as a jerk and womanizer while in his eyes, she is a shrew. 

Over time, they fall for each other, but they continue to conceal their feelings for each other. By a twist of fate, they are forced into a marriage. And unknown to everyone else and Yan Rusheng, she has harbored a deep secret for many years… 

Keywords: Childhood sweetheart, Womanizer, Aloof, Soulmates, Forced marriage, Orphan, Secretary 

Sugary Scene： 

Suddenly, Wen Xuxu stretched her hand to clutch his wrist and pulled him forcefully. 
Yan Rusheng was caught off guard and he lost his footing. He fell on the bed and then his breathing became sluggish. 
Young Master Yan was afraid that he might lose control of himself and do something to Wen Xuxu... the woman he loathed. So he hastily raised his head. 
But he had barely moved away when Wen Xuxu stretched out her hands and put them around his neck. "Don't leave."

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The police officer turned and nodded at Yan Rusheng politely. "Third Master, the car owners are both well-known people so it can be a little tricky. Hence, it has caused a traffic jam. We're trying our best to settle this as fast as possible."

"Ah Sheng." A tall, svelte lady stepped out from the white car and looked at Yan Rusheng with her eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Jiayin." Yan Rusheng didn't respond to the traffic police officer, instead, he smiled warmly at Fang Jiayin who had just gotten down from the car. He looked at her and asked with a frown, "I thought your musical is starting at 7 p.m.? Was I too early?"

He didn't raise his voice but his words were being communicated from the front to the back of the crowd.

Everyone realized that the Third Young Master wasn't here to support the popular celebrity Yuxi. Instead, he was here for the relatively unknown musician who had just come back from abroad.

I Was On The Way To Meet Her