“Ning Xin, remember who you are. You’re nothing but a pretty ornament the Ye family bought.”
In a marriage arranged between wealthy families, her stepfather’s family sends her off to marry Ye Nancheng, the most reckless and womanizing man around.
Everyone knows him as a spoiled playboy, but she has secretly harbored humble feelings for him for ten years. Willingly, she signs a two-year marriage contract and becomes his “Mrs. Ye” in name only.
Cold and aloof, he treats her like she isn’t there. Yet at a banquet, he steps in front of her and delivers his warning, each word striking like a blow:
“Touch her, and you’re challenging my, Ye Nancheng’s, reputation.”
She treads carefully, never daring to cross the line. But after she unexpectedly takes in a stray cat, she discovers a crack in his icy facade.
It turns out those seemingly indifferent eyes can also flash with a flicker of flustered tenderness when her eyes are red from crying.
“Ye Nancheng, do you... care about me, even just a little?”
“Shut up and do your duty.”
His words are cold, but late at night he turns down the alarm for her and lets her keep every little memento that connects her to him.
And when schemes and danger begin to close in, he finally drops his playboy act and pins her hard against the wall:
“Ning Xin, did you really think this marriage was just a contract?”
