Fluorescent purple

He was a prestigious man who dominated the Imperial Capital, cold and tyrannical, overshadowing everything with just a wave of his hand.
When he accidentally met her and began to dote on his wife, he spared not even his own mother.
Everyone envied her, yet they didn't know his adoration was truly exhausting her.
"You're not allowed to wear backless dresses, and skirts must not rise above the knee. No kissing scenes, no physical contact with male actors, and you must be home by eight o'clock every night."

My Wife is Mischievous Again!

Li Yeqi's indifferent voice came through, "This is an office, not your bedroom. Go back where you came from, and don't make trouble without reason. I'm busy."


"Busy pleasing women, how impressive!" Mo Beichen sneered coldly.


Li Yeqi raised an eyebrow, "Aren't you doing the same?"


Listening to the two men's childish bickering, Gu Qian couldn't help herself and pressed her forehead, "Are you two three years old? If you won't get up, I'm leaving."


After she spoke, she turned to leave, but suddenly a man's warm, large palm grasped her wrist. She paused her step, instinctively trying to shake off his hand, but he gripped it tightly, "Qianqian, help me up."


Gu Qian pursed her lips, and in the end, she bent down to help him up, noticing his furrowed brow as if he was in great pain. She said, "Serves you right for drinking so much. Now you know how bad it feels, don't you?"


Leaning on her, Mo Beichen seemed to find relief from his headache. He said, "It's unbearable, Qianqian."


Chapter 520 Declaration of War (2)