The Mo family, the richest family, had found a wild girl from deep in the mountains to be her granddaughter-in-law! The Mo brothers looked disgusted. Such an ugly woman! Retreat! Retreat! Retreat! Ye Linlang stroked her ugly makeup and was delighted. "Great! I'm going to start a career and have no time to deal with useless people!" Until Ye Linlang's armor fell one by one— He was the mysterious big shot who owned the world's mineral resources! He was a master of design who was regarded as a god by the whole world. He was also the most popular famous screenwriter in the world. He also had the leading BOSS of a secret organization... One day, Ye Linlang, who had completed her contract with her grandfather, decided to leave quietly. The usually aloof and restrained president stretched out his long legs with a doting look on his face. "Madam, where are you going? Why don't you bring your husband along?" The Mo siblings hugged their thighs tightly. "Aunt, don't go! Take us to fly!"

"She has been married for three years and has no children. Cheng drawing has been charged with the crime of giving birth to a child. However, no one knew that she had rarely seen her husband in the past three years. She had never slept with him in the same bed. When her husband repeatedly proposed a divorce, she resolutely changed her marriage for the sake of anger and the treatment fee of her mother. Later, she found out that since her new husband was the famous young master of the Shen family, and his purpose of marrying her was... Later, he found out that he had just fallen from hell to another deeper hell... Later, she found that there was a kind of love called persistence, and a kind of love called letting go... He was born in a noble family, noble, elegant, wise... He doted on her, pampered her, protected her... he only did not love her. He had the treasure in his hand, and she also had the love in her heart. In this loveless marriage, they made use of each other and hurt each other, but they fell into a swamp called "love" without knowing each other.

She had wanted to avoid the marriage and sign a marriage contract with a strange man, but the man gradually started to flirt with her. "Wait, aren't you gay?" A woman pushed the man away and asked in surprise. "Qin Shuxiang, go and visit the doctor. Your brain isn't very good." A certain man's lips curled into a smile as he swallowed all of the female's vulgarities.

This was the wedding she had been looking forward to for a long time, but on the day of the wedding, she was ruthlessly abandoned and let Little Three get the position. She was at the end of her rope and happened to meet him. As a result, she and he became husband and wife. She had thought that this was a heartless marriage, but he had given her the greatest protection in her life. "What do you want me to do?" "Help me beat up the jerk and tear up the mistress with your hands!" "What else?" "Well, let me think about it." "If you don't want to come out, let me make a request. You can never leave me."

The movie “Nottinghill” with a dash of flames. World-renowned author Rebecca Finlay seems to have it all—award-winning books, fame and fortune—but her reality is bleaker than the public eye sees. Widowed three years ago, she tries to juggle her celebrity status while raising her two teenagers. She never thought she' find love again, until she meets Jack Priestly. There are only three things Jack Priestly loves—his restaurant The Boathouse, his family, and his ordinary, private life. But when celebrity author Rebecca Finlay walks into his life with her beauty and the constant flash of cameras, he starts to fall, and hard. She is everything his heart has ever desired, everything he thought he'd never have again, but he struggles to accept the fame that goes hand in hand with who she is. Will he find a way to deal with the limelight that surrounds her, or will it drive them apart?

She was the real daughter of the Xia family, and he was the high and mighty master of the Lu family. She thought that there would be no intersection between them, but fate loved to make jokes. One day, she was dragged by a pretty boy and called her mommy. The man behind her smiled proudly. "Xia Xusheng, let's get married." "Sorry, we're not familiar with each other!" "It doesn't matter. We will spend the rest of our lives together." She was taken home out of carelessness. After getting married, she hid in the quilt and bit her fingers. "Get out. I don't want to sleep in the same room with you, beast." "Dear, don't worry. I won't let you get out of bed. Be good."