Shen Nianchu thought he had just signed a fake marriage agreement.
My neighbor, Lu Tingchen, has good looks, a good temper, and is a good cook. His only shortcoming is that he is very good at taking care of others.
Breakfast appears at the door on time, there is always her favorite American food in the refrigerator, and even when she comes home late after working overtime, someone leaves the light on.
She told herself: These are the terms of the agreement, don't think too much about it.
Until one day, she discovered that those "coincidences" were all arranged by him - from the first chance encounter to every heartbeat, every step was in his plan.
"Lu Tingchen, who are you?"
"It's your husband." He smiled, "But this time it's true."
