I Accidentally Fell in Love at First Sight with My Arranged Marriage Match

A debonair, carefree entertainment company boss x an aloof, ethereal Buddhist statue restorer 【Marriage Before Love from the heroine’s perspective / love at first sight from the hero’s perspective / contract marriage / slow-burn everyday life / mutual healing / falling for each other step by step / three-year age gap / sweet romance, both leads are virgins】 Chi Mo was a powerful figure in the entertainment industry, with several stars under his wing. He was a suave, mischievous playboy, constantly surrounded by rumors. A reporter asked about his ideal partner: “What type do you dislike most?” Chi Mo: “Oh? Is there anyone I don’t like? Am I not someone who takes all comers, with muses by the dozen?” Reporter: “Then what type do you like most?” Chi Mo: “A cool, captivating woman who can paint, a living bodhisattva.” Everyone laughed, thinking Mr. Chi was joking too much when he claimed he wanted to court a deity. Chi Mo only smiled and said nothing. Then, on the very day the story came out, he held his living bodhisattva in the palm of his hand and profaned her a thousand times over. - Zhong Manzhu was fated to live a hard, lonely life. She made her home at a temple, with a cool, detached nature untouched by worldly concerns. They said even her name came from the red spider lily, and that she was born with a heart attuned to Buddha. At twenty-five, in a cave temple in the northwest, she met a man. Six months later, she married him on a whim. She played the perfect wife to the letter: proud and aloof, with no desire for greed or anger. Another six months passed. Frowning, she looked down at the man sprawled shamelessly on top of her. “Mr. Chi, I don’t think this is what we agreed on at the beginning.” // Everyone knew Chi Mo was a womanizer who would never settle down. But that year, in a cave temple before a Buddha statue, the bodhisattva lowered her eyes. One look was all it took. His carefree game of life became an illusion in an instant. All that remained was a heart pounding so hard it felt ready to leap out of his chest. “I worship the Buddhas, and I pray the bodhisattva will pity me.”