"After three months of marriage, he hasn't even touched my hand."
Until I played a wrong note at the family banquet, this business iceberg actually squeezed my hand in public: "My wife has been too tired recently, please forgive me."
That night he pressed me against the piano room, breathing hotly: "Did you play that note wrong on purpose?"
I chuckled: "Didn't Mr. Jiang hear it? I'm testing... Your bottom line."
As an urban planner, Xia Zhi married the heir of the Jiang family whom he had never met in order to save the old city project.
A prenuptial agreement is like a business contract: sleeping in separate rooms, no romance, and automatic divorce after three years.
But on the first night of living together, when she was tuning the guzheng, a deep voice came from behind her: "The third string rose slightly, and the strings became loose."
She turned around in surprise and saw the rumored cold-blooded husband rolling up his sleeves: "I practice martial arts, and I can tell my strength by listening to sounds."
Later, he revised the project document for her late at night, and calculated the angle of sunlight to place her piano in the early morning. However, when the family forced her to have a child, he tore up the birth control agreement in front of her: "I married a partner, not a reproductive tool."
Xia Zhi thought the scene was performed perfectly, until he grabbed her wrist that night when he was hungover, and his voice was hoarse: "Those report numbers can't breathe... But your piano can."
Until his nemesis came up with evidence and sneered: "The scar on Jiang Yanzhou's chest was from a knife he received from his ex-girlfriend. Do you really think he loves you?"
She dragged out the suitcase.
Jiang Yanzhou chased her barefoot into the rain, hugged her tightly from behind, and tremblingly told her a secret that had never been revealed to anyone in the past twenty years:
"Hidden under that scar is my suicide note... I changed it to your name only after I met you."
"Xia Zhi, don't leave. I calculated everything except that I would lose my heart."
