Shen Zichen once drew up a contract with his own hands and used a piece of marriage contract to imprison Su Xuanxuan by his side. He refused to admit that it was because of his heart.
He always remembered her drug-addled look when they first met, and even more so her brother's flattering face.
So when Su Xuanxuan defended himself, he only thought it was ridiculous——
Such a calculated woman is not worthy of his trust.
After the marriage, he watched with cold eyes as she was made things difficult and framed, and never offered any help.
Until that day, she was curled up on the sofa holding her stomach, her face as pale as paper.
Shen Zichen rushed over and picked her up, his voice trembling without even noticing it: "What's going on?"
The family doctor was trembling: "Madam, it's just menstrual pain..."
That night, he stayed by the bed, watching her frowning in her sleep, and noticed for the first time the thin calluses on her fingertips and the old injury on her wrist.
Countless nights later, he used the light in the study to memorize every vulnerable moment of her——
His pale face during morning sickness, his stubborn eyes when he was framed, and the hand that unconsciously grabbed the hem of his clothes in his sleep.
When Su Xuanxuan discovered...
