After marrying him for seven years, the Shanghai circle young master of love brain cried and begged me to give him a name.

I married the man I had secretly adored for seven years.

For three years of our marriage, he brought different women home every night.

It made me a laughingstock among our peers.

Finally, I decided to let myself loose and started dating a younger man.

Turns out, I stumbled upon a young scion from a prominent family, absolutely obsessed with me.

He wasn't after my money or status; he wanted *me*. He cried, begging me for a real commitment, a proper place in his life, again and again in bed.

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Seductive whispers and low groans echoed through the dimly lit living room, grating on my ears.