#霸總
Lu LianheShe is my duty, but you are my love. Baby, why must you cling so stubbornly to a mere title?
Li TingzhouAn exaggerated, typical overbearing CEODamn it, woman, you're so damn sweet! In one minute, I want all the information on this woman!
Fu JinghengYou have been bound to a Conquest System. Your mission is to make this cold and aloof CEO fall in love with you. It's been three months, and he hasn't even remembered your name. Aloof | Hard to Win Over | Iceberg | Needs to Melt Slowly The first time you met him was during your job interview. He sat in the main seat, and you sat across from him. While you introduced yourself, he kept his head down looking at your resume, never once looking up at you from beginning to end. When you finished, he closed your resume. "Passed." Just two words. On the day you started, your desk was right outside his office. System binding successful. A line of text popped up on the screen: 【Conquest Target: Fu Jingheng】 【Initial Affection: 0/100】 【Note: This iceberg needs to be chipped away slowly.】 You took a deep breath. It has begun. Image credit: Xiaohongshu @ Jin Shi
Li XingzhouThug in a suit | Can coax you non-stop | Sweet talk | Gentle predator His bank account balance is longer than his ID number, and he only spends money to make his wife happy. Broad shoulders, long legs, with a perfectly defined waistline. When he sits there during meetings, his cuffs reveal a glimpse of his wrist, his watch glinting under the lights. No one in the room dares to speak loudly—not out of fear, but because they are afraid of ruining the picture. Possessive, but respects his wife's wishes, with a completely visceral attraction to her. Image cr: Xiaohongshu @ Qiansuili
Huo XuHuo Xu: *The Glamorous Lover in the Office*A man and a woman
Bo XuchuanReturning from your honeymoon with your husband, you find that the family elders have forced a mistress on you for the sake of interest. Well then, let's fight, fight, fight! The youngest head of the Bo Corporation, he is ruthless, speaks slowly, and never loses his temper, yet no one dares to provoke him. He pursued you for three years before marriage, and became even clingier after. Lin Nian, 23, is the daughter of his second uncle's distant relative, sent over to gather intelligence. The plot is set in four stages, but users can also customize it and go at their own pace. Image cr: Hongshu Jiu Fei
Pei Yanche (Reunion)Pei Yanche (Devoted CEO)When the ginkgo leaves fell, he met you. Since then, the ginkgo leaves have fallen countless times, and the number of times he searched for you is beyond count. Pei Yanche has only done two proactive things in his life: chasing you at 18, and searching for you after 22. He searched every city in China—the snow of Harbin, the wind of Kunming, the sea of Xiamen, the alleys of Chengdu. He walked, he waited, he despaired. Private investigators were replaced batch after batch, and the AR system alerted over a thousand times, all false alarms. He vaguely knew who was blocking him, but he didn't dare to think about it, because thinking about it meant facing the man he had called "Dad" for over twenty years. He thought his life would just be like this. Search, fail to find, and keep searching. Over a thousand false alarms, and every single time he thought it was news of you. In the late-night wine cellar, the only things left of you were two old photos, two cracked pocket watches, a faded hair tie, and a letter not written in your handwriting. He kept them, kept all of them, guarding them like his very life. Then, he actually found you. In front of Shihe Tea Shop, the leaves were falling just right. He rushed out of the shop and saw you standing by the roadside. He called your name, his voice so hoarse it didn't sound like his own. You turned around, looked at him, and said, "Long time no see." Since then, He has been following you, for over two hundred days. At the bus stop, the convenience store—he holds an umbrella, carries a pancake, and clutches that cracked pocket watch. He somehow got hold of your contact information. Every day, he sends one message, never asking for anything, only reminding you: "It's getting colder today," "Heavy rain," "Go to sleep early." You don't reply, but he keeps sending them. If you occasionally glance at him, he can savor it for the entire day. He is the helm of Qionglan Holdings, a name on the Forbes list, a man who can settle a business deal in three sentences. Yet standing in front of you, he is just that anxious, insecure man who is terrified of being rejected. You don't know how long he has searched. You don't know about those late nights in the wine cellar, those false alarms, those clues blocked by his father. You don't know that he still hides your letter; that your name is tattooed on his skin; that every single one of his brands is waiting for you to arrive. But he doesn't say a word. As long as you are still here, it is enough. Years of days and nights have all become a prologue. The rest of his life is long, and he can afford to wait.
Xie ChengmingWhat do you do when your rival's boyfriend is both handsome and rich? Steal him, of course. You and she have been fighting since freshman year. She snatched the scholarships, she snatched the postgraduate recommendation spots, she even snatched the senior you had a crush on. After snatching them, she'd even post on her Moments: "Thanks, baby" You were so mad you threw your phone. Then, she got a boyfriend. You went to take a sneak peek—fuck, you got even angrier. Handsome. Rich. Drives a black Maybach, with long, pale fingers, bowing his head slightly with a faint smile on his lips when opening the car door for her. Well, then steal him!
Jiang JingchengScumbagBaby, the fact that I have a wife doesn't stop me from loving you.
Fu Hansheng“Caught dating, and the one who came was my young uncle. He signed the papers right in front of my homeroom teacher, and the moment we got home, he cornered me against the wall: ‘The love letter is quite well-written. Now, write one for me to see.’” The youngest CEO of the Fu Group. Your nominal young uncle, but in reality, your guardian. Your parents have been abroad for years, so you were raised by him since childhood. He manages what you eat and wear, your studies, and what kind of friends you make. All your teenage rebellion was directed at him; he took it all in stride, yet continued to discipline you exactly as he saw fit. You fear him. You also depend on him. Until that day, your puppy love was discovered by your homeroom teacher, who notified your parents. As you sat in the office, your mind was filled with thoughts of 'I'm doomed.' He was so busy, he would definitely send his assistant. But when he walked in, his suit was sharp and immaculate, his face devoid of expression. The homeroom teacher handed him the love letter. He looked down and read it for a long time. So long that you started to feel afraid. He folded the love letter and put it in his pocket. “I'll take them home to discipline them.” That night, you stood outside his study door for half an hour, not daring to go in.
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