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[ era Wen ] died after experiencing the apocalypse for ten years. He wore the clothes of a newlywed wife who was despised by her husband's family. He fought with the best, abused the scum, and changed the fate of the apocalypse. In the 1980s, she was living well. And he was a strong and overbearing prince charming. He was professional in protecting his wife, and in order to repay his kindness, he married a fat wife. One day, he realized that after his wife woke up, she was a completely different person... ... Lin Lei: "Song Yi, I want a divorce. It's not suitable for us to have a generation gap! ". Song Yi: "Don't even think about it. You will be my wife for the rest of your life. If you want to leave me, no way! " Lin Lei: "You Scoundrel, I'm not your wife! " Song Yi: "I forgot. Then let's make our relationship real now! " [ explosive love story + 1V1 + double purity + power + fantasy ]

Ms Shen goes about her usual days while Mr Bo flirts with her relentlessly. "Isn't CEO Bo a pure and modest gentleman who doesn’t associate himself with females?" With lazy eyelids, Mr Bo lies idly on the sofa with a posture graceful, his face revealing a contented smile. Glancing at that face, Mrs Bo is suddenly reminded of the incident earlier— "Dear, address me as your husband." Deep beneath the cold demeanor lies a man who cannot lose her. When facing him, she is helplessly charmed.

Frau Shen geht ihren üblichen Beschäftigungen nach, während Herr Bo unablässig mit ihr flirtet. "Ist CEO Bo nicht ein reiner und bescheidener Gentleman, der sich nicht mit Frauen abgibt?" Mit trägen Augenlidern liegt Herr Bo in anmutiger Haltung auf dem Sofa, und sein Gesicht verrät ein zufriedenes Lächeln. Als Frau Bo dieses Gesicht betrachtet, wird sie plötzlich an den Vorfall von vorhin erinnert. "Liebes, sprich mich als deinen Ehemann an." Hinter dem kalten Auftreten verbirgt sich ein Mann, der sie nicht verlieren kann. Wenn sie ihm gegenübersteht, ist sie hilflos verzaubert.

Mme Shen vaque à ses occupations habituelles tandis que M. Bo flirte avec elle sans relâche. "Le PDG Bo n'est-il pas un gentleman pur et modeste qui ne s'associe pas aux femmes ?" Les paupières alourdies, M. Bo est allongé nonchalamment sur le canapé avec une posture élégante, son visage dévoilant un sourire satisfait. En jetant un coup d'œil à ce visage, Madame Bo se rappelle soudain de l'incident plus tôt— "Chère, appelle-moi ton mari." Sous son apparence froide se cache un homme qui ne peut pas la perdre. Quand elle est face à lui, elle est irrémédiablement charmée.

La señorita Shen sigue con sus días habituales mientras el señor Bo coquetea con ella incansablemente. —¿No es el CEO Bo un caballero puro y modesto que no se relaciona con mujeres? —Con párpados perezosos, el señor Bo yace ociosamente en el sofá con una postura elegante, su rostro revelando una sonrisa satisfecha. Al mirar ese rostro, la señora Bo de repente recuerda el incidente anterior —Querida, llámame tu esposo. —Debajo de su apariencia fría yace un hombre que no puede perderla. Al enfrentarse a él, ella queda irremediablemente cautivada.

A Srta. Shen passa seus dias habituais enquanto o Sr. Bo flerta com ela incansavelmente. "O CEO Bo não é um cavalheiro puro e modesto que não se envolve com mulheres?" Com pálpebras cansadas, o Sr. Bo deita preguiçosamente no sofá com uma postura elegante, seu rosto revelando um sorriso satisfeito. Olhando para aquele rosto, a Sra. Bo é subitamente lembrada do incidente anterior— "Querido, me chame de seu marido." Por baixo da fria aparência, há um homem que não pode perdê-la. Quando está diante dele, ela é irresistivelmente seduzida.

"If you run away again, I will destroy the world!" "I won't run, I won't run. I'll be good!" Bo Yucheng watches the vixen who intently tries to escape and gets his hands on two marriage certificates instantly. "If you dare to escape illegally again, I will use legal means to bring you back." The girl nods her head fervently. From this moment on, Young Master Bo has become addicted to pampering and protecting his wife. However, there are rumors that Mrs Bo is an ugly, idiotic, and stupid woman from a poor family background, making her undeserving of Young Master Bo's love and favor. Hence, billions of fans from all over the world become unhappy. "Who dares to talk bad about our goddess?" The people from world-class medical research institute are also annoyed. "Who is so blind to belittle the successor of our institute?" Even the First Young Master of the wealthiest family is enraged. "I heard that someone is looking down on the daughter of the Shi Family?" Everyone is dumbfounded and shocked as they look at the girl who is placed on the pedestal in various fields. Young Master Bo pulls his wife into his embrace immediately and smirks. "If anyone dares to provoke my wife again... they shall just be put to death." [A wolf in sheep's clothing VS A beautiful queen]

She never dreamed that she would meet him in the bathroom and they... Five years ago, she betrayed him for some reason and chose someone else, which deeply hurt him and he swore to make her pay the price. After the reunion, he launched a fierce attack on her, while she tried to escape this emotional entanglement. However, the red line of fate seems to have already tightly connected the two. Through repeated interactions and confrontations, they gradually uncovered their past misunderstandings and got to know each other again. His deep affection for her remained, and she was gradually moved by his sincerity.

Changqing has always felt that she's incomparable to Guan Ying in every aspect. Even though she is pretty and has a good family background, this world is nothing more than a world where Princes are more attracted to Cinderellas. Her first love that she dearly remembers in her heart for years eventually becomes Guan Ying’s current boyfriend and her fiancé is Guan Ying’s ex. He has yet to forget Guan Ying. A business marriage brings Changqing and Song Chuyi together despite the absence of love. In public, he is her friend’s ex and in private he is her husband who cannot be publicly–known. At the hospital, her good friend enjoys her husband’s embrace while she can only act as though he's a stranger. At a gala dinner, her good friend hooks her arm around her first love’s arm shyly and she can only smile and give them her blessings. … In this marriage, Changqing thinks that all is well other than the fact that Song Chuyi doesn’t love her. First, her husband is a doctor and he can treat all her illnesses while saving up on medical expenses. Second, doctors love cleanliness and her husband would always ensure the cleanliness of the house. Third, at the end of every month, her thin wallet would grow thick with cash that her husband stuffs in secretly. Fourth, as a person who doesn’t like to exercise, she always get dragged around by her husband day and night to do some pleasurable exercise that is beneficial for the body and mind. Fifth, she would never have to worry that she would be out of money. There are always so many uncountable advantages that Changqing enjoys. … After the marriage, on a certain night, Changqing looks at Dr. Song gloomily. "Hubby, why are you so nice to me when you don’t even love me?" Dr. Song continues reading his medical books and ignores her. It's sometimes quite a headache when your wife is too stupid and daft. Until one day, Changqing realises that there's really no free lunch in this world…

Rowan sees beauty in death. The Order he has sworn to obey only sees defilement. As the reviled Caretaker of the Order, Rowan has accepted his role as a dutiful outcast because he believes it is the only way to prove his worth to the man who holds his sisters’ souls as collateral. With his magic and his voice, Rowan can absorb death and transform it, but only in ways the Order deems acceptable to maintain the stability of the reality it claims to protect Order must subdue Disorder. Reality must triumph over illusion. He is tainted and always will be. Rowan has never questioned those lessons, but that changes the night he harvests a crimson soul that is more than human and chooses to keep it a secret. When Rowan’s song transforms that soul into a beautiful and mysterious man he names Wren, he is forced to accept that sometimes duty is a lie and illusion is the only thing you can trust. As the fabric of the Order begins to unwind and a new kind of Disorder takes hold, Rowan will need to choose again, stand with the Order that held him down, or forge a new path with Wren at his side. He may be the only one who can restore balance to the worlds, but only if he can find balance within himself first. ************************************* Updates 3-4 times per week. Note: This story focuses on relationships. I promise an epic romance, lots of swoon-worthy moments, and a healthy amount of fluff. When it does get steamy…you might get burned. Fair warning for explicit content. I don’t shy away from my spice. There are lots of side characters and couples to fall in love with, in addition to the main couple. If you love the idea of found family, you will be happy. This book is set in a non-heteronormative world, so you will see various gender identities/expressions and types of love. ************************************* Excerpt (if you want the full steamy version, you will have to read the book!): Still reeling from the new magic that coursed under his skin and unsure of how to react to the desire that threatened to take control of him, Rowan froze. Wren's hot breath against his mouth sent a jolt of pleasure through his body, and he choked back a groan. A different kind of panic flared in Rowan's chest, burning him as if he were the one on fire. This was what he wanted, what he'd thought about every night since Wren left. But wanting more was one thing. Acting on it was another. He'd spent so much of his life hiding, he didn't know how to do anything else. One corner of Wren's mouth twitched as Rowan pulled away. When he attempted to free himself from Wren's grasp, Wren just hauled him closer. Rowan liked that he didn't have to think about what to do next. His bare chest thudded against Wren's torso, and the heat from Wren's body merged with Rowan's skin, melting him from the inside out. "What did you just do to me?" Wren's deep voice vibrated against Rowan's chest. "The Disorder of your illusion was holding you captive. I…I absorbed it." "Oh? Where did you learn to do that? Have I been gone that long?" Wren's grip loosened slightly on Rowan's wrists as if he was satisfied now that Rowan was practically sitting on top him. Rowan stared at Wren's lips. He opened his mouth to protest, but immediately closed it again. "I know you aren't going to say that I shouldn't touch you." Wren's free hand splayed over the small of Rowan's back. "Not when you started it." Rowan's breath hitched. "No. I'm not going to say that anymore. Not to you." "I thought you were afraid to be touched." Wren's fingers traced a circle over the curve of Rowan's spine as if testing for a reaction. "I know that I'm not afraid of you." Rowan waited for the panic to set in, but all he felt was desire. "With you, I want…" "You want what?" "I want more." Triumph flared in Wren's gaze before he narrowed his eyes. "Really? Then why are you still trying to get away from me?"