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Crazy CEO: Please don't love me!

"You can never escape me, Yueyue." Meet Bai Liyue, a beautiful woman with a heart of gold, driven by her childhood dream of becoming a successful actress. Unfortunately, every attempt she made ended in heart-wrenching failures. Like every story has a villain, she had one too. In her story, that villain was none other than her husband, Qin Yufeng. He was no ordinary man. He was a Mafia King masquerading as a billionaire CEO. To the world, he was a man of wealth and influence, but to Bai Liyue, he was nothing but an overbearing possessive tyrant, trapping her in a loveless marriage and controlling her life. But her life takes a sudden turn when she realizes that her husband was the reason behind her failures. And, that was the day she died. Thankfully, fate intervenes and destiny gives her a second chance. Bai Liyue finds herself reincarnated in the body of Chen Ziyue, a notorious pop singer known for her scandalous reputation. With a fresh start and a new identity, she seizes the opportunity to chase her ambitions and reclaim control of her life. However, her past refuses to let go. When Qin Yufeng mysteriously reappears, waiting in her new home, Bai Liyue is faced with a haunting choice: Will she embrace this chance to fulfill her dreams? Or will the shadows of her past, and the man she once loathed, compel her to reconsider the love she thought she would never accept? ### The beautiful cover art doesn't belong to me. All the credit goes to the original owner.

Anna_k · Urban
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505 Chs

Those are Chen Ziyue's pictures, not mine

In Chen Ziyue's bedroom. 

Like a little child entering into a magical, fantasy world, Qin Yufeng was looking all around the room, staring at everything with wide eyes. He was smiling, his eyes shining with faint joy as he took in everything that was inside the room. His heart was thumping with joy and excitement. 

He was standing inside her room. He was looking at her things. 

This was a such new experience for him, a newfound joy to be exact. This room felt so different but at the same time so familiar. The room looked like his wife's room, her taste, and her likeness were still present in several different things but at the same time, there was a mix of something different. 

He couldn't exactly pinpoint what was different but he felt that another person's taste was mixed in the background of this room. His eyes looked at one of the walls framed with several pictures. He walked closer and stared at the photos.