Shen Nian never imagined she would marry Lu Yanchen this way.
The night her father’s company went bankrupt, he walked through the door and handed her a contract: he would invest in and save Mingyuan, and she would be his wife in name only for three years. Her hand trembled as she signed, unaware that the man across from her was shaking even harder.
After they married, he warmed milk for her, remembered her mango allergy, and stayed up all night when she had a fever. She fell for his tenderness, only to hear the words “first love” from Gu Zhixing. So she was just a substitute. So there had always been someone else in his heart.
Just as she finally gave up, she unexpectedly found a locked drawer. Inside were ten years of his diaries, recording every exam she took and every smile she gave. She was his first love. It had always been her.
“I waited ten years,” he said. “I finally got you to sign that agreement.”
