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

She buried her face in the crook of her arm, starting to go over the incident in the restroom, trying to spot any details she'd missed by recalling the memory, when the sound of keypad beeping came from the door behind her.


An Chuyu startled, hearing only a "click" as the door unlocked, and the person outside pushed it open. But because she was crouching behind the door, it only opened a crack about a foot wide before it got stuck.


Xi Zheng paused for a moment, poking her head in: "Why are you staying in here?"


An Chuyu stood up and stepped back, allowing Xi Zheng to come in, bringing with her a faint scent of alcohol.


Seeing her frown, Xi Zheng hurriedly explained, "I had some social obligations tonight."


He was like a husband who had come home late, seeking forgiveness from his wife—and he indeed was her husband, there was no question of resemblance. He simply was.


An Chuyu was not in a good mood and scanned him impatiently: "I should be asking you, why did you come?"


Chapter 21 Don't Use That Word to Describe Me_2