My Marriage Partner Has Had a Crush on Me for Years

On the day we got our marriage certificates, I thought it was just a transaction that suited us both.

He would give me money, I would give him myself, and after a year we’d go our separate ways.

After all, who was Lu Chenzhou? The most ruthless capital hunter in the investment banking world, surrounded by heiresses and socialites.

And me? Just a little designer whose ex-boyfriend had driven her into bankruptcy.

Until one late night, I happened to open the locked drawer in his study

There were no business secrets, no massive insurance policies.

Only a faded photograph of me winning a high school speech contest.

On the back, a line of writing had nearly faded away, but every word was clear:

“Today, she gave me a piece of candy. I’ll remember her for the rest of my life.”

The date was ten years ago.

He was the little boy crying in the rainstorm, the one I’d helped without a second thought.

It turned out that every long-awaited reunion in this world was a rendezvous he had been patiently plotting for years.

It turned out that while I thought we were meeting for the first time, he had been practicing for ten years.

In a nutshell: I thought our whirlwind marriage was a transaction of mutual benefit, but with ten years of secret love, he gave me a romance he had planned all along