The Mysterious CEO and His Feisty Bride

Li Qingshen: "If I didn't have such deep feelings for you since many years ago, how could I have been so devoted to you all these years?"

Ling Momo: "I was so impressed back then. It was all because I've not seen much of the world."

Ye Feiye: "Behind the arrogance is... perhaps fear - fear of losing, therefore I reject."

As winter approaches, make your daily cup of milk tea, hold it in your hands, and watch me tell a warm and affectionate story.

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[Introduction: The Beginning]

The night was as cold as water.

The hazy moonlight was blocked by the thick curtains, and the room was dark.

Ling Momo lay there quietly. Every breath she took was filled with the scent of the man beside her. It was light and simple, yet elegant.

Ling Momo raised her eyes slightly and looked at the face that was just inches away from her.

The room was too dark. No matter how hard she squinted, all she could see was a mass of darkness. She couldn't see his face clearly.

Even though she had been fanatical with him many times, she still didn't know what this man looked like.

Ling Momo was in a daze for a while. She couldn't help but raise her hand and trace it along his face.

She wanted to feel his appearance.

The man suddenly reached out to push her away and turned to leave.

Ling Momo furrowed her brows and looked at the shadow in the dark. She slowly opened her mouth and asked, "Are you leaving?"

The man didn't reply, but she could hear the sound of clothes being put on.

Ling Momo lowered her eyes and said in a soft voice, "I'm getting married."

The sound of him putting on his clothes instantly disappeared.

The room was silent.

The man stood there without moving. Ling Momo could not see his face clearly and could not guess his emotions. In the dark, she could clearly feel a cold chill emanating from his body, permeating her surroundings, and it made her feel nervous and breathless.

Ling Momo's body trembled subconsciously. She suppressed the urge to escape and gritted her teeth silently. "We've already done it ninety-nine times. One more time and we'll be even. So, let's finish it tonight. It'll save us a lot of trouble from having to meet again in the future!"

Before Ling Momo could finish her sentence, some clothes flew towards her head.

Ling Momo reached out and hurriedly pulled off the clothes on her head. In the chaos, a pair of long and warm fingers silently clasped her neck.

Ling Momo's entire body was still. Her eyes were wide open as she looked at the black shadow in front of her. She did not dare to move anymore. Breathing was getting more and more difficult for her. He... Was he trying to strangle her?

"Trouble?" The man's voice was heard, revealing a dense layer of strange and dangerous aura.

"Yes, I'm afraid I'll cause you trouble, and... I'm getting married tomorrow, so this time, I'll make an exception. Let's get it done in one go and end it completely, okay?"

Ling Momo felt the grip on her neck tighten. She blinked and tried her best to smile. In an innocent voice. she said. "How about this? I'll gift you another go..."

As she whimpered, the man's lips pressed down on hers with an astonishingly domineering force...