Su Zihuan

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[First Comes Marriage, Then Comes Love/Marriage Life/Flash Marriage/1V1, The Limitlessly Doting Older Man VS The Sprightly Young Wife]
At nineteen years old, Ran Yu dressed as a man to attend a wealthy family's "bride selection banquet," only to become the unwitting prey of a certain man.
After eating his fill, he, with slender fingers holding a cigarette, was swallowing and puffing smoke, displaying an elegant and noble air, the very image of a proud scion from a wealthy family.
Only she knew how wicked he was behind closed doors!
Sharp-tongued, scheming, narcissistic, proud but shy… Plus an overpowering possessiveness towards her, that was her flash-marriage husband, Lu Ziheng.
[Doting on the Wife]
Lu's father: Ziheng, your wife has smashed another of dad's collected vases.
Lu Ziheng: If Grandpa hasn't said anything, what’s the rush?
Lu's mother: Ziheng, can you control your wife? The headteacher called, she's been racing at school again…
Lu Ziheng: I can't manage school matters.
Lu Nancheng: Third, your wife…
Lu Ziheng: Okay, it's all my doing! What now?
Lu Nancheng: …I just wanted to say, your wife was helping to cut fruit in the kitchen, and she cut her finger without realizing it…
Before he could finish speaking, the man rushed to the kitchen…
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The completed series "Mr. Han's Warm Marriage Diary," "President Jing Wants to Remarry Every Day"
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My Surprise Wife

Before she knew it, her hand was seized by Lu Ziheng, who caressed it as he soothingly said, "Don't worry, the waiters here are well-trained. Without my permission, no one dares to come in."


"That still won't do!" Ran Yu's face turned so red it nearly ignited.


"What's on your mind?" Lu Ziheng pinched her soft hand, "You think I'm willing to 'do it' here? I don't have the heart for that."


"I meant... drinking." Lu Ziheng lazily threw out the bait.


Ran Yu looked at him, her mind fiercely battling with two conflicting thoughts.


"Any drink is fine; drink as much as you like," Lu Ziheng pressed on.


Ran Yu, with a conflicted expression on her small face, remained noncommittal.


Lu Ziheng raised an eyebrow, feigned standing up, "Well, if you don't want to, let's go home then. It's getting late..."


136 is not a couple number 3