Moonlight Sinks Into Victoria Harbour

"Mrs. Huo, sign here. In five years, we'll be even." On their wedding night, Huo Linshen handed her an agreement. He was the cold-blooded head of the Hong Kong Huo family, haunted by the mystery of his parents' deaths and treating marriage as a bargaining chip. She was Shen Zhiwei, the treasured daughter of the Shen family in Beijing's elite circles, sent far from home for a family alliance, hiding the flutter in her heart from a chance encounter two years ago. At a banquet in the old family mansion... The Second Madam forced a "family heirloom" jade bangle on her. Pain seared her wrist, and she realized there was a plot to kill her. He smashed the poisoned bangle and fixed a chilling gaze on the Second Uncle behind it. "Next time, I'll choose the gift for you!" In the rose garden... She cut down every single premium rose he'd had shipped in and donated them to a nursing home. "Trashy words for a trashy person. Perfect match!" He looked down at the branches scattered across the ground. "I'll have more delivered tomorrow. Are you going to cut them all down for the rest of your life?" In the car on a stormy night... At the moment of impact, he pulled her into his arms. "Don't move. Wait for me." When she curled up with stomach pain, he knelt and pressed the Hegu acupoint, warmth easing the icy cramps. Outside the study... She heard his slurred, hoarse muttering as he was drunk: "Mom... why did the boat explode...?" Moonlight spilled over them, and at last she touched the blood-red scars beneath his cold mask. As the walls of their contractual marriage crumbled... He tore up the agreement and kissed her fingertips. "I'll buy the rest of your life." She picked up a pen and drafted a new contract. "First clause: a good-morning kiss every day." ---Turns out the ultimate question in a marriage that starts before love is how to make an iceberg fall and a rose bloom on a throne of thorns.