Jiang Zhixia, 29 years old, is a newly promoted VP of an investment bank. He is known as the "CBD perpetual motion machine". There is no word "vacation" in the dictionary. The only worries are the calls from my biological mother three times a week urging her to get married, and the dozen or so "high-quality young men" lying in my address book. She was fed up. Until she met Lu Jinyan, who was also "hunted" at a business reception that was a disaster. This upstart in technology, known for his "unkindness", calmly pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and said to her: "Ms. Jiang, I have been observing you for a long time. We have the same troubles and the same desire - peace." Jiang Zhixia raised his eyebrows: "So?" Lu Jinyan handed over an agreement that was comparable to an S-class project planning document: "A two-year marriage contract. We will serve as shields for each other and not interfere with each other's private lives. During the cooperation, we will jointly cope with family and social pressures. Upon expiration, we will terminate the contract peacefully and will also receive priority investment rights in our company's latest projects." Jiang Zhixia was moved when she looked at the attractive additional terms. Isn't this better than going on a blind date with those greasy men? Simply the most efficient risk hedging! As a result, the two staunch anti-marriage advocates hit it off, got their licenses, and began their acting careers as "model couples." In front of others, they are an elite couple that everyone admires. They are so loving and so sweet that they make others envious. After all, they are the best roommates "living together" under the same roof. "Mr. Lu, please excuse me, your humidifier is blocking my yoga mat." "Mr. Jiang, a warm reminder, according to Article 7, Paragraph 2 of the contract, it is your turn to wash the dishes tonight." Until one day, Jiang Zhixia was made things difficult for her at a reception.
