Flash Marriage with the Capital's Prince: The Younger Uncle Is Too Old, So He Chose Me!
Countdown + Flash Marriage + True and False Heiress + Second Male Lead’s Pursuit in a Blaze of Regret Jiang Yunzhi was fostered in the Shen family from an early age, cherished and adored by her uncle. They once shared a bed, their fingers entwined, silently guarding each other for ten years. Then, his first love returned from abroad. Watching him lose himself for her, neglecting Jiang time and again, she finally realized she was only a substitute. Without hesitation, she left the country. Unexpectedly, the crown prince of the capital’s elite circles showered her with affection until she became addicted to his love. In his bid for her hand, he lit fireworks throughout the night at his estate. “Your uncle is getting old, his taste is questionable—what do you see in him? Why not choose me!” * Upon her return home, her uncle’s eyes reddened. “Let’s start over, shall we?”
Flash Marriage with the Capital's Prince: The Younger Uncle Is Too Old, So He Chose Me!
“Mom, I’ve made up my mind. I’m leaving the capital for graduate school in the States. There’s a month before the semester starts, but until then, I’ll be living at home.”
Jiang Yunzhu’s voice was fractured, hollow and cold in the quiet of the night.
On the other end of the line, Mrs. Jiang’s surprise was evident. “Really, sweetheart? Weren’t you just saying you couldn’t bear to leave Grandma Shen and your uncle? Why the sudden change of heart?”
Jiang Yunzhu paused, a fine ache rising in her chest.
She had wanted to tell her parents that she and her uncle had already, wordlessly, come together.
But…
“It’s nothing. Uncle is getting married. Grandma will have an aunt to look after her soon. That’s good, too.”
Mrs. Jiang didn’t press.
“We’ll help you with the visa. It’ll take about a month.”
That would give her enough time to tie up loose ends.
Jiang Yunzhu quietly agreed.
As she packed her things, her phone rang on the nightstand—it was her uncle’s assistant.
“Secretary Jiang, you need to get to the Shihau Hotel right away.”
“The CEO and Miss Zhou were seen at the hotel by the media. We need urgent PR.”
It was ten at night—what might have happened in a hotel at this hour was all too obvious.
Jiang Yunzhu hesitated, then drove over.
When she swiped open the door, she saw her uncle stepping out of the bathroom, nonchalant.
He wore a black robe, droplets of water still clinging to his hair, his chest not fully dried, a solid patch of muscle exposed.
Meanwhile, Zhou Qingfei sat on the sof
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