She was packaged and given away by her ex-boyfriend, and returned gorgeously with her three children four years later, but she didn't want to mess with a domineering president by mistake. It is rumored on the Internet that Mr. Zhenghuan Fu is cold and abstinent and not close to women, but he blocked her in the elevator: "Miss Chi, the first time I saw you, I thought you were very much like a person." " "Who?"
Kempinski Hotel.
Chi Jiao stood at the door of Room 1808, holding the room card in one hand and her phone in the other, feeling a bit hesitant.
"Yuan Yuan, are you sure this is the right room?" Chi Jiao's boyfriend, Gu Feiyang, was a newly emerging actor, currently playing the role of the second male lead in a drama.
Chi Jiao had come to visit him today, but as soon as she arrived at the film set, she heard that Gu Feiyang had developed a stomachache and was resting in the hotel. Chi Jiao had a room card given by his assistant, but she couldn't shake the feeling that something was off.
Would the film crew really stay in such an expensive hotel and assign the presidential suite to the actors?
"Sister Chi, don't worry, it's definitely the right room." The assistant spoke confidently, reassuring Chi Jiao. She stopped overthinking it, thinking perhaps Gu Feiyang had booked the room himself.
She knocked on the door, but there was no answer. She then placed the room card on the sensor.
Click.
The door opened.
Gu Feiyang was standing at the door, accompanied by a seductive woman.
Chi Jiao froze for a moment, then seemed to understand something. Her beautiful eyes narrowed into a thin line, and she sneered, "It seems I've come at an inopportune time?"
Gu Feiyang was also completely caught off guard by her presence. After a moment of astonishment, he quickly regained his composure and hurriedly grabbed Chi Jiao's hand to explain, "Jiao Jiao, it's not what you think! Wan Er is my cousin!"
Cousin?
Chi Jiao looked at the woman next to him, seeing some resemblance in her features to Gu Feiyang. She was half-believing, half-doubting. "Really?"
"Of course it's true! She's my uncle's daughter. Do you think I would lie to you about this?" Gu Feiyang frowned. "Then what about you guys..."
"It's not easy to explain this right now. Just come with me first."
Gu Feiyang pulled Chi Jiao's hand, intending to leave, while his cousin Wan Er headed straight towards the bedroom.
Just as they entered, a scream came from the bedroom, followed by a low, chilling male voice saying, "Get out."
When Wan Er, with a pale face, came out of the bedroom, Chi Jiao and Gu Feiyang hadn't had time to leave yet. Through the slightly open bedroom door, Chi Jiao saw a tall, blurry figure, blending into the darkness of the room.
Chi Jiao felt a sinking feeling in her heart and asked Gu Feiyang in a low voice, "What's going on exactly?"
Gu Feiyang's expression was complicated. "I'll explain later."
Wan Er also approached at this moment, exchanged a glance with Gu Feiyang, then shook her head with a cold face. Gu Feiyang couldn't help but sigh. "Uncle... he's really..."
Gu Feiyang's voice was very low, and Chi Jiao only caught the second half, feeling an inexplicable flutter in her chest.
As if confirming her premonition, just as Gu Feiyang was pulling her to the door, a low, hoarse voice suddenly came from the bedroom, "She stays."
The three of them were stunned.
After a moment of staring at each other, Gu Feiyang suddenly understood what was happening. He forcefully pushed Chi Jiao back into the room, then quickly turned around and closed the door.
Chi Jiao's mind was blank for a moment. When she came to her senses, she felt all the blood in her body rushing to her head.
"Gu Feiyang!"
"Let me out!"
She tried to pull the door handle hard, but Gu Feiyang was obviously blocking the door from the outside. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't push it open. Chi Jiao felt her heart turning cold with despair.
"Gu Feiyang, you bastard, open the door!"
Click.
A soft sound, and suddenly all the lights in the room went out.
Chi Jiao shuddered all over, turned her head to look behind her, only to see the bedroom door slowly opening.
She had just seen that tall, blurry figure, gradually approaching her. The temperature in the air seemed to drop rapidly as he approached.
Fear spread from the depths of her heart.
Chi Jiao subconsciously stepped back, but behind her was the door. Where else could she retreat?
"Don't come any closer!"
Chi Jiao trembled all over, her voice choked with tears. With no way out, she could only pound on the door frantically.
"Gu Feiyang... let me out... please..."
She knew Gu Feiyang was outside the door, otherwise, this door wouldn't be impossible to open. But she was his girlfriend, how could he treat her like this?
"Jiao Jiao, I'm sorry, we can't afford to offend this person. Tonight, I can only inconvenience you... don't worry, I won't despise you..."
Chi Jiao's chest was trembling with anger. She was about to curse him fiercely when she suddenly felt something was wrong.
She raised her head and realized that the person was already standing in front of her, a tall shadow looming over her, making the air even colder and more sinister.
The next moment, he suddenly reached out and grabbed her chin, forcing her to look up.
"Let go... ugh
..."
Her words were cut off by the intense pain from her chin.
With no lights in the room, only the dim light from the corridor outside, Chi Jiao couldn't see his face clearly, only a pair of dark, deep eyes flashing with a cold fire, as if scrutinizing his prey.
Although it was just a stare, Chi Jiao couldn't help but shiver.
At this moment, the man suddenly bent down and sniffed at her neck-
A clean scent.
Just like the aura she exuded.
The huge difference in strength left her with no room to resist.
That night, Chi Jiao felt like a dead fish, tossed around and fried by someone.
And the person who had promised to spend the rest of his life with her was outside the door, blocking her only way out.
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."
Sawyer, the world's top arms dealer, stunned everyone by falling for Maren—the worthless girl no one respected. People scoffed. Why chase a useless pretty face? But when powerful elites began gathering around her, jaws dropped. "She's not even married to him yet—already cashing in on his power?" they assumed. Curious eyes dug into Maren's past... only to find she was a scientific genius, a world-renowned medical expert, and heiress to a mafia empire. Later, Sawyer posted online. "My wife treats me like the enemy. Any advice?"
Rosalynn's marriage to Brian wasn't what she envisioned it to be. Her husband, Brian, barely came home. He avoided her like a plague. Worse still, he was always in the news for dating numerous celebrities. Rosalynn persevered until she couldn't take it anymore. She upped and left after filing for a divorce. Everything changed days later. Brian took interest in a designer that worked for his company anonymously. From her profile, he could tell that she was brilliant and dazzling. He pulled the stops to find out her true identity. Little did he know that he was going to receive the greatest shocker of his life. Brian bit his finger with regret when he recalled his past actions and the woman he foolishly let go.
To the public, she was the CEO's executive secretary. Behind closed doors, she was the wife he never officially acknowledged. Jenessa was elated when she learned that she was pregnant. But that joy was replaced with dread as her husband, Ryan, showered his affections on his first love. With a heavy heart, she chose to set him free and leave. When they met again, Ryan's attention was caught by Jenessa's protruding belly. "Whose child are you carrying?!" he demanded. But she only scoffed. "It's none of your business, my dear ex-husband!"