Our Love Still Holds a Little Warmth

Six years ago: [a scheming little white flower pretending to be pure and kind x a rich, suspicious scumbag with a heart of stone] Seven-year age gap. Can’t even a heart of stone be moved? Boss Luo falls helplessly into the trap of tenderness: “Qingqing, when can I bring you home as my wife?” The world bustles for profit! Tang Qing won’t say no to a good deal: “Come on, let’s go to the Civil Affairs Bureau.” … After the wedding, Luo Ting: I’ve been set up (feral snarl.jpg) After the wedding, Tang Qing: I’ve been paid back (regretfully covering face.jpg) After the wedding, the author: Hey, hey, hey, Boss Luo, you’re going too far! Believe me, I’ll make you chase your wife through hell! Six years later: Tang Qing: [beep, data missing] Luo Ting: Great opportunity! I’m going to reinvent myself as a loving husband. Author: They did this to themselves. No need to feel sorry for either of them, me included…