After Our Whirlwind Wedding, the CEO Became My Rabbit’s Poop Scooper

A celibate venture-capital tycoon vs. a voiceless antique-book restorer (she recovers her voice later)

Wealthy families / sweet romance / healing / age gap

My husband, Lu Jingchuan, was like a human-shaped AI: extremely rational and utterly devoid of emotion.

I thought our marriage would be as lifeless as a stagnant pond.

That was until my perpetually shedding rabbit started rubbing against his gleaming leather shoes.

His whole body stiffened, but when he saw the pleading look in my eyes, he actually put up with it.

My mother was yelling abuse at me over the phone when he took it from me, expressionless. “She’s recovering from an illness.” Then he hung up.

He saw me chatting happily with my senior from behind the car window, and the next day he tossed me a limited-edition silk scarf.

“A client gave it to me. I have no use for it.” (In an extremely fierce tone.)

Wait, you’re an AI. What are you getting jealous for?