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!

In the CEO's office, Yan Luoxi stood uncomfortably, hearing the door open behind her. She turned around and collided with the man's deep, dark eyes, which made her even more self-conscious.


"Do wet clothes feel comfortable on you?" Li Yeqi, seeing her standing there motionless, couldn't help but sneer.


Yan Luoxi pinched the back of her hand, replying, "You're also wearing wet clothes."


"Are you inviting me to change with you?" A glint of amusement, indistinguishable as tease or mockery, flashed through Li Yeqi's eyes.


"Who invited you to change with me? Don't flatter yourself," Yan Luoxi said before she walked toward the lounge, which hadn't changed in five years, down to the lush money tree beside the wall.


As Li Yeqi watched her enter the lounge, he moved to the floor-to-ceiling window and lit a cigarette, exhaling clouds of smoke. Amidst the swirling fumes, his gaze grew exceptionally distant.


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