Mr. Shen, Please Show Me the Ropes

Sang Yu never imagined she would see Shen Jibai again at a matchmaking banquet arranged by their elders. By then, he was CEO of a medical institution, while she was merely a junior employee who had just finished her probation. The year she graduated from high school, Sang Yu had left without a word. Now, caught in a trap at the matchmaking banquet, she was swept up in the elders' enthusiastic matchmaking and quickly agreed to register their marriage. Once again in Shen Jibai's hands, all she could do was keep her head down and behave. At the banquet, Shen Jibai was calm and elegant, yet clearly certain of victory. “Sang Yu is wonderful. The elders may not know this, but we're old acquaintances.” The private room fell so silent you could hear a pin drop. Amid the elders' shock, Shen Jibai took Sang Yu's hand. “Perhaps it was fate. Today, I've been given another chance.” A stampede of adorable horses thundered through Sang Yu's mind. Her eyes were full of resistance, but beneath his smiling facade, she saw the danger in his gaze. All she could do was give the elders a stiff smile. A little scene: One day after their wedding, timid Sang Yu was thinking about how to escape the exhausting ordeal of sharing a bed. But Shen Jibai closed in, assertive and intense, his voice husky. “I remember how much you used to enjoy studying me. Now we have the whole night.” Sang Yu swallowed and answered timidly, “I was young and reckless back then. I didn't know any better. I've grown up now. I wouldn't dare.” “Oh, really?” Shen Jibai curled his lips into a smile and teased her. “Giving up halfway isn't my style. You've piqued my interest now, Mrs. Shen. Are you ready?” A laid-back, timid, invisible little civil servant who'd rather lie flat vs. a cold, abstinent CEO of a medical institution