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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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Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Ming Ansheng lost track of time when he was hard at work.

In the still of the night, he looked at the bottom right-hand corner of his laptop. It was almost 11 p.m.

He closed his laptop and placed it on the coffee table. Then he stretched.

He panicked and stopped mid-stretch.

Su Yue was back facing him, but her small frame was shivering. Ming Ansheng hurriedly walked over. "Yueyue."

He sat at the corner of the bed and pulled at the covers. Su Yue's face was flushed, even her eyelashes were trembling.

"Yueyue, what's wrong?" His voice was full of tenderness.

"It hurts here," Su Yue replied, turning over and pointing at the tattooed area on her chest.

When Ming Ansheng heard it, he slightly pulled down her collar without thinking. His eyes widened when he saw the infected area and his hand momentarily trembled. "Why is it so swollen?"

It Hurts, Can You Take a Look at It for Me? (Part One)