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The Villain and His Sweet Wife

Shao Lin feared the Underworld. He ruled it. Pampered and coddled her whole life, the sweet and innocent—Shao Lin—heiress of Shao Enterprise, had been raised to be perfect, obedient, and innocent—to listen to what others told her to please her family to meet the expectations of elite high society and to win the hearts of many. That was until she inherited Shao Enterprise upon her late father’s untimely demise. Now, entangled in a web of hidden secrets that he hid, she soon learned that not everything in her life was picturesque. Her father’s death was mysterious. Shady. She then found herself entangled with the secret societies of the Underworld and amongst them, the most dangerous of them all—the Dragon Syndicate and the man that ruled it. She then finds herself torn between what she knows and what she thought she knew. Torn in a web of romance between—Zhong Bai the detective, her childhood friend, helping her solve the case and the man she loathed but desires, Long Yat-sen, her enemy—Shao Lin finds herself conflicted between choosing what she's familiar with and what is dangerous but thrilling for her. **This novel is a short R-18 enemies-to-lovers romance with a marriage of convenience between a sweet woman, with a love of good things and flowers, and her villain. tropes: arranged marriage; enemies to lovers, slow-burn, short-term love triangle, romance and smut.

TheRedQueen · perkotaan
Peringkat tidak cukup
116 Chs

Blue

Shao Lin decided to visit her sister-in-law right after visiting her mother.

She had brought two sets of fresh flowers.

She gave one to her mother, and the other, she was to put it in Long Mei's treatment room.

Whenever Shao Lin visited Long Mei, she would replace the flowers in her vase and speak to her one-sidedly, even though she would not respond.

It was something Shao Lin did routinely, knowing they would have been close friends since the beginning had they met before.

Shao Lin hummed a tune to herself as she neared the door of Long Mei's room that was left ajar. She slowed, stepping through the entrance, finding a man she'd never met before standing next to the bed, watching her.

The man's expression was aloof and solemn, and there was something like gloominess that had worn his face.

Who was he?

She went to turn away quickly when she accidentally bumped into a moving cart.

The man came over quickly, startled. "Are you okay?" he questioned, taking her hand.