[Delicate, airheaded beauty × guiding, fatherly male lead]
[Transmigration • Double Clean • Sweet Romance • Push-and-Pull Relationship • Size Difference • Daily Life • 7-Year Age Gap]
The powerful head of the Huo family stood high above everyone else. Well into his thirties and still unmarried, the only person he spoiled without restraint was the younger sister entrusted to him by a friend.
Until one night, the bed in the presidential suite at Yunding Hotel collapsed—
President Huo was seen carrying a young woman out and rushing her to the hospital.
When Chu Ningwu opened her eyes, she felt as if the sky had fallen.
She had transmigrated into a novel as the male lead’s scheming ex-girlfriend—a woman destined to become pregnant despite the male lead being supposedly infertile. Worse, in a daze, she had already slept with him!
According to the original plot, after this incident she would become pregnant with triplets and flee. After giving birth, she would cling to the Huo family, threaten the male lead into a relationship, repeatedly frame the original heroine, and ultimately spend the rest of her life behind bars.
Faced with two choices—running away while pregnant or getting an abortion—
Chu Ningwu chose a third option:
Extortion.
At the headquarters of the Huo Corporation, she slapped her pregnancy test results onto the desk. Her soft pink lips curved slightly as she made a modest demand:
“President Huo, give me five million yuan and I’ll terminate the pregnancy.”
The cold and imposing man curled his lips into a faint smile, his voice calm and teasing:
“You’re carrying my child, and you still want to get rid of it?”
After news of their marriage spread, everyone said Chu Ningwu had risen to status only because of the child.
Until one day, during a break in a multinational conference held by a top financial conglomerate.
Inside the lounge, Huo Lichuan lowered his proud head and knelt in front of the young woman curled up on the sofa.
Holding a spoon, he coaxed her gently:
“Good girl, open your mouth. Ah—”
Chu Ningwu pouted, her eyes misty as she lightly kicked his chest.
“It’s all your fault. I don’t feel like eating.”
Not the least bit annoyed, the man kissed her ankle and patiently continued to coax her:
“Just one bite, sweetheart. Eat one bite and I’ll give you that island in West Bay. You can do whatever you want with it, hmm?”
