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

She clicked "Repeat One," and the song began to loop continuously in the room.


So, when Lu Ziheng came out, he saw Ran Yu lying on the couch, side-on, her coat removed. Her jeans traced her slender, curvaceous waist and leg line, and particularly that slightly upturned little mouth, half-closed cat-like eyes—a seductive charm oozed from her.


His brows furrowed, and he walked over with long strides, reaching out to pull her up.


Ran Yu's arms instinctively wrapped around his neck, her fingers brushing against the prickly hair at the back of his neck, feeling a softness in her heart.


The bedroom light was turned off, leaving only a dim yellow floor lamp on.


The two of them moved to the dimly lit bed, and the man's face became somewhat obscure.


"What is it?" Lu Ziheng raised an eyebrow.


Ran Yu hugged him tightly and whispered earnestly in his ear, "I like you!"


Happy 1st wedding anniversary [requesting votes]_3