A blind date brought two parallel lines that could never have crossed together, all of a sudden.
Shen Qingyun looked up at the imposing man across from her. He was the infamous devil of the capital, and sure enough, he was cold as ice.
Gu Mingxu glanced at the young woman across from him and frowned slightly. The Song family’s daughter? Was she even an adult? She looked like a little rabbit.
“Sign this, and from now on, you’ll be Mrs. Gu.”
“I heard that people who marry into wealthy families get a monthly allowance. Can I ask how much it is? Will I be free to spend it however I want, without anyone asking questions?”
“My rules are the rules, and you are my wife.”
“Have a safe trip.”
“Don’t fall in love with me, or we’ll get divorced.”
“I’m sorry, but I may not be able to keep that promise.”
Years later, as Gu Mingxu held the sleeping little rice-ball in his arms and looked at his young wife working intently at the coffee table, he finally understood the full weight of the saying, “If only I’d known then what I know now.”
No angst, no melodrama, and no earth-shattering romance, just the gentle flow of everyday life.
