Everyone in Shanghai knows that the little princess of the Shu family, Shu Hua, is dangerously beautiful—innocent yet alluring, the most delicate and difficult-to-handle beauty in social circles.
For a family-arranged marriage, Shu Hua was married off to Pei Yanzhou, the rumored cold and ruthless “king of the business world.”
On their wedding night, she wore a pure white nightgown, looking like a frightened little deer:
“Mr. Pei, I’ll be very obedient.”
The man, sharp in a tailored suit, lifted her chin with a deep gaze, his eyes sweeping over her innocent yet enchanting face:
“Remember what you just said.”
Everyone bet that this delicate little flower wouldn’t survive three days by CEO Pei’s side.
At the office, he was her direct superior.
She respectfully handed him documents, and he didn’t even lift an eyelid:
“Leave.”
Everyone sneered. See? Even a second glance from CEO Pei is too much trouble.
—Until someone caught them.
The new design department intern, Shu Hua, was tightly held in the arms of their famously stern Boss, Pei Yanzhou, kissing passionately as if they couldn’t part.
He lightly bit her earlobe, his voice rough and hoarse:
“Baby, who allowed you to wear such a short skirt to work?”
“Still feeling sore in your waist? I’ll be gentle tonight.”
Later, Shu Hua realized this man was ridiculously clingy. She had only casually complimented a male celebrity on his hands.
That night, Pei Yanzhou held her hand and kissed each fingertip one by one:
“Now, whose hands look better?”
She pouted:
“Pei Yanzhou, you’re so annoying!”
He immediately softened, burying his face in the hollow of her neck and nuzzling:
“Baby, don’t ignore me.”
