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

An Chuyu was bewildered for a long time before she thought to ask him, "When you say you know me, do you mean you've heard my name, or that you've seen me?"


Xi Zheng drank his lukewarm water sip by sip and answered simply, "The latter."


So he had seen her. An Chuyu tried hard to recall but had no impression of him at all, and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Have we met? When?"


Xi Zheng huffed lightly, knowing it would be this way.


"Better left unsaid," Xi Zheng took a sip to moisten his lips, leaned back against the wooden cabinet, his gaze sweeping over her brows and eyes, a teasing smile in his voice, "Even if I told you, you wouldn't remember."


Just as An Chuyu was about to retort that her memory wasn't that bad, she heard him say carelessly, "How could I expect someone who couldn't even remember my face in Paris to remember something from even longer ago?"


Chapter 18: No need to shoot tomorrow, right?