Ruan Cha found herself transported into a novel—a classic Mary Sue romance. She imagined she would make a dazzling comeback and reach the pinnacle of life, only to realize she had become a newborn baby in the story. Sixteen years later, her plot finally began to unfold. To speed things up, Ruan Cha deliberately approached the obsessive villain, determined to make him fall for her. She played the part: sweet-talking, acting pitiful, coaxing and teasing—she did everything she could, undeterred by any obstacle. All she wanted was to finish the storyline quickly and return to her reality. Yet, over those sixteen years, the hidden identities she had carefully nurtured were all exposed one by one by a certain someone… A genius fashion designer called her “master,” a patent prodigy obeyed her every command, and a mysterious, powerful organization addressed her as their leader… Gu Zhenzhi was cold by nature, obsessive, ruthless, and unapproachable. Everyone believed he was aloof and indifferent—an emotionless machine. Until one day, someone witnessed him staring at a sweet, gentle girl, his eyes tinged with red, his voice low and dangerous, “Trying to escape? I’ll break your legs.” Gu Zhenzhi: “Ruan Cha, you’re destined to have me in your life. You can’t run away.” [A cold, obsessive villain * a beautiful, charming fairy—an explosively sweet and indulgent romance!]
Silvery moonlight poured down, the stars stretched in distant rivers across the sky. Ruan Cha stood at the edge of the harbor, the cold wind whipping straight at her, sending her chestnut hair fluttering wildly in the air.
“Achoo—”
She sneezed, rubbing her reddened nose. Tucking her chin deeper into the soft scarf, she revealed only a palm-sized face, her ink-black eyes shining brightly in the darkness.
This was the seventeenth year since she had entered the world of “The Aloof CEO Can’t Live Without Me,” a Mary Sue romance novel. She’d waited so long, the flowers had withered. At last, her plotline was beginning.
…
“They’re here!”
In the distance, faint lights glimmered. The dark green sea stirred with waves. The ship drew steadily closer to the dock, and a crowd of reporters surged forward.
On this ship was Gu Zhenzhi, the mysterious elder son of the Gu Group in Mo City, returning from abroad. Rumor had it that someone of his wealth ought to fly, but according to whispers, Gu Zhenzhi had been frail since childhood and could not travel by plane.
There were also claims that Gu Zhenzhi had come home to claim his inheritance. Currently, the Gu family was managed by Gu Jiayan’s father, who scarcely cared for this eldest son—so he’d been sent back with little ceremony.
Upon hearing the commotion, Ruan Cha’s sensitive ears twitched. She rose onto her tiptoes and hurried forward.
After the ship docked for a while, its doors opened. Two lines of impeccably trained men in black filed from the deck all the way to the wai