At twenty-six, Meng Ningci fell in love with Chu Sian.
She was quiet and reserved, with a life as placid as still water. He was dazzling and unconstrained, a rising star in the business world. They were worlds apart, so she could only keep her feelings hidden, again and again.
For three years, she watched him walk into the office building every day, yet didn’t dare say so much as hello.
At twenty-nine, fate had finally had enough of her timidity.
At a guzheng recital, Meng Ningci’s fingers trembled, and her gaze accidentally met a pair of deep-set eyes. Chu Sian was seated below the stage, his black shirt outlining broad shoulders and a slim waist, his presence cold and imposing. She hurriedly looked away, but heard the gears of fate begin to turn.
The next time they met, he handed her a marriage agreement without hesitation.
The entire business world was in an uproar.
The head of the Chu family had kept his distance from women for years, unmoved by all the pressure from his elders. And now he was marrying a little-known bakery owner on a whim?
When everyone finally met Meng Ningci, she stood beside Chu Sian in a simple dress, her eyes and brows gentle as water. All their doubts instantly turned to understanding: In the end, even a hero couldn’t resist a woman’s tender charms.
But no one knew that after their wedding, Chu Sian discovered a secret.
When he found a yellowed letter in a drawer and saw the words “secretly loved you for three years,” his usually composed mask finally cracked.
That night, he pinned her against the floor-to-ceiling window, rubbing his thumb over her burning earlobe. His voice was low and dangerous.
“Big sister, who is the person you’ve kept in your heart all this time?”
