March Ebony

An Chuyu's beauty was acclaimed as the ceiling of the entertainment industry, and every time she graced the red carpet, she overshadowed celebrities from all sides. Female stars who appeared alongside her felt immense pressure.
Not only was she top-notch in terms of beauty, but her acting skills were also praised by renowned directors, her movie opportunities were enviable, making countless people in the industry green with envy, and she was a walking trending topic. There was a saying that marketing accounts could top half a year's performance just by reporting any gossip about An Chuyu.
An Chuyu imagined she would ascend to new heights in her acting career, clutching more awards; but who knew, life is unpredictable, and with a single turn, she stepped into the halls of matrimony.
It was a marriage arranged by their families, without any foundation of affection, not even understanding each other, having met just once before getting their marriage certificate. The only meeting they had was accompanied by lawyers from both sides when they were notarizing their properties and signing a prenuptial agreement to prevent future disputes in case of divorce, prepared to split at any moment.
An Chuyu had one demand: to keep the marriage secret.
Xi Zheng: Well done, getting banished to the cold palace right after the wedding :)
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It was assumed that the marriage would be in name only, each doing their own thing, but unexpectedly, the two had a chance encounter in the romantic city of Paris, and sparks flew uncontrollably.
After returning home, An Chuyu changed faces like a Sichuan opera performer, unrecognizable and continued her crusade in the entertainment industry. Xi Zheng, however, couldn't forget her and flirted with her now and then.
……
Latter on, An Chuyu was snapped in the makeup room being intimately close with a man. It was confirmed that this man was none other than the power holder of Yueting, Xi Zheng.
#AnChuyuSugarDaddyExposed# quickly soared to the top of the trending search.
Fans were shocked, the haters became active, and her archenemies issued press releases one after another to overwhelm her.
Xi Zheng couldn't hold back and sneaked onto the company's official Weibo to clarify himself: I am married to An Chuyu, and we have a son together. Thank you for your concern.

All Too Late

The dinner party wasn't large, and everyone could sit at one table; they were all familiar with each other, so the conversation was very casual. An Chuyu didn't dare touch the spicy oil hotpot base, only eating vegetables boiled in the clear soup hotpot.


Her seat was to the left-hand side of Jiang GuangLing, and she chatted about film-related topics as they ate.


Earlier in the old Western-style building, Jiang had said he had something to discuss with her. When An was almost finished eating, she finally brought it up, "Director Jiang, what did you want to talk to me about? The suspense is killing me."


Jiang GuangLing put down his chopsticks, rested his hand on the edge of the table, and turned to look at her.


An Chuyu said, "Could you give me a hint; is it good news or bad news?"


Jiang GuangLing thought for a moment, then compromised, "It's hard to say what the outcome will be, so I dare not guarantee it's good news."


"You talk like that, and I'm even more confused."


Chapter 12 Disagreement with the Law