Dixerqua

Xia Lihua was born with a beautiful voice. A voice as sweet as hers was hard to find. She used to be her cousin sister's shadow singer.

Her family exiled her to the United States when she was set up by her cousin sister and stepsister. She returned to her own country after completing high school in America only to discover her father had given orders for some guys to murder her. After narrowly escaping death, she was saved by a friend who rushed her to the hospital and with the help of a genius hacker she was able to eventually escape from the country, hiding in Milan for two years. Except for her grandfather who doted on her, the rest of the Xia family assumed that she was dead. After three years, she returned, stronger than ever, to face-slap the scumbags and exact retribution. She is now the nation's sister- a top idol and a movie queen. She is also known as the Ice Empress in business world!

People called her the Nightingale because of her melodic voice, little did she know that she will be become the night songstress of the man whom she hated the most. 

She didn't know that she was the reason why the demon king couldn't sleep at night. All he could think about from morning till dusk was her. He could wreck devastation on earth for her, and this time he would do anything to keep her.

The devil bigshot has made up his mind and is chasing her!

Netizens: Is Emperor Yang pursuing you, sister Hua?

Xia Lihua: No! He is just my ex-fiancé and a die-hard fan.

Emperor Yang: What ex-fiancé? Bullshit! Tell them that you are my wife, little bird.

Author note: The author is not Chinese and this is her own story. THIS IS NOT A TRANSLATION.
[ Update: Cover art by- @dixerqua ;) (DO NOT STEAL!!!) ]

Darling CEO I'll marry you: His wife is a nightingale

Xia Mengrui's eyes fluttered open, her vision blurry and her head pounding. She felt disoriented, her body weak and limp as if she were half-dead.

Outside the door, the reporters crowded together, shouting questions as they waited to confront Producer Fu.

The noise of the commotion startled Xia Mengrui. She turned her head to see Fu Heng lying beside her, equally unresponsive.

Panicking, Xia Mengrui nudged him with hard jabs. "Teacher Fu... please get up..."

But Fu Heng remained still, his breath heavy and stale with the stench of alcohol. Frustration and anger surged through Xia Mengrui. She glanced around the room and her eyes landed on the window. If she could manage to jump out, she might be able to escape.

But before she could make, the door burst open with a deafening crash and the swarm of reporters poured in.

Xia Mengrui's clothes were torn, so she could do nothing but hurriedly wrap a sheet around herself.

Choke you to death