My marriage with Lu Chenzhou began with two cold business plans.
He is an upstart in technology, and I am the firefighting captain of an endangered enterprise. In a contractual marriage, we each get what we need.
After we got married, we became very separate. He lived in the penthouse suite and I stayed in the second bedroom and study.
Until he knocked on my door late at night in his pajamas and handed over a contract full of loopholes: "Consultant Lin, this needs urgent attention."
I raised my eyebrows and looked at the looming abdominal muscles at his collar: "Mr. Lu, remember to align the page numbers of the document before using a honey trap next time."
He leaned over and smiled lowly: "The page number is intentional, and the abdominal muscles are real. Miss Lin, do you want to inspect the goods?"
Later, I took back the company and threw out the divorce agreement: "Happy cooperation, Mr. Lu."
But he tore up the agreement in public and put the diamond ring on my fingertips: "I have a new proposal - to upgrade the 'term marriage' to a 'lifelong partnership'. Do you want Mr. Lin to vote in favor?"
