I Married My Fiancé's Uncle, and He Spoils Me Rotten

[Romantic tension + a little angst + unrequited love + healing] Wen Shiyan, head of the Wen family in the imperial capital, was cold-hearted and bloodthirsty. Everyone knew he was aloof and ruthless, and kept women at a distance. They said that when you love, you should give seven parts to your beloved and three to yourself. But when it came to him, nobody knew if he could spare even three parts for another person. Until one day, everyone learned that he'd taken a bullet while saving a young girl, and heard him lower his eyes to gently soothe her: “Don't cry, little troublemaker.” Everyone was stunned. And even more shocked when they got a good look at the girl. Wasn't she the daughter the Jiang family had just found, and the future wife of Wen Shiyan's nephew? Everyone marveled at the impending battle between uncle and nephew for her hand, but Wen Shiyan turned around and agreed to marry his childhood sweetheart. Everyone looked at Jiang Nan with sympathy, only to see her not the least bit upset. Instead, she held a check in one hand and covered her smiling, toothy grin with the other. Her best friend Shen An'an asked, “Aren't you sad?” She laughed. “Men aren't as appealing as money.” Both of them were cold to the core. Everyone thought love was just an accessory to them, something to make a good life even better. But after a kidnapping, everyone discovered that they were both willing to die for each other.