Wind Listening at Ten o'clock

Chi Huan is a rich young scion who has earned her reputation in the showbiz industry through her own efforts. She has also managed to get engaged to the man she has been in love with for twenty years. Everything seems to be going in the direction of a happy life until the night before the wedding... 
Her fiancé betrays her, and her bodyguard...
It seems that she will end up living a miserable life; however, in the twinkling of an eye, the bodyguard becomes a mysterious big shot in City Lan, who then helps to increase her fame and influence... 
In front of the large bed, she is wearing the man's shirt and she declares loudly, "Either you castrate yourself and return my virginity, or you shall be my man!" 
The man bends over and envelops her. "Okay, I’ll satisfy your lust right now." 
"..." Who said anything about lust? 
The man whispers deeply, his smile caressing her ears, "To be your man—is to satisfy your lust first, correct?" 
“...”
From then on, Chi Huan is not only a wealthy young scion, but also the most popular female superstar! 
Her distinguished Boss Mo announced, "Let them try. I’d like to see who dares to bully my, Mo Shiqian’s, woman!"  

Henyee Translations

The Downfallen Heiress and Her Bodyguard Tycoon

Henyee

Chi Huan looked down at the arm circled around her waist, pursed her lips, and said, "If you don't let go soon, the drama will be between you and me."


Mo Shiqian gave her a glance and, a few seconds later, retracted his hand, and they walked side by side.


Finding him so "obedient," Chi Huan felt slightly uncomfortable. She lifted her head and said in a playful manner, "Mo Shiqian, I once said I wanted a secret love affair, and you complained about how being a man made it humiliating. I see your identity isn't so noble and upright after all. You also don't dare let others know you're with me, right?"


There were rumors before that she kept a man, supposedly her bodyguard, but his specific identity was never exposed.


Mo Shiqian looked at her indifferently and reached out to hold her hand again.


The gesture was devoid of any deliberate intent, as natural as picking something up absent-mindedly.


She looked down at their hands, trying to pull away with a bit of force.


Chapter 107: As a Sincerity Token, Kiss Me