[Marriage First, Love Later + Intense Push and Pull + Possessive Love + Mutual Devotion + He Has a Secret Crush + Healing Each Other]
Cen Letong knew perfectly well that her marriage to Lou Zhilu was nothing more than a transaction of mutual benefit.
He needed a shield against women with ulterior motives, while she wanted to leave the past behind and start over.
One year, no interference, and keep things healthy.
She did her best to play the role of a good wife, even greedily thinking:
If life has an end, then she wanted to experience being loved at least once, even if it was all an act.
What she didn't know was...
She casually mentioned how good fish tasted, and he was out fishing before dawn;
She dashed between her studio and her clients, and he recreated her studio at home down to the last detail;
Whenever she said “Thank you,” the gaze behind his glasses grew colder and colder.
Then one night, amid thunder and pouring rain, she was stranded deep in the mountains. The man who was always so composed rushed through the storm in a sorry state and held her drenched body tight against his chest, his voice trembling:
“Baby, I can't lose you again.”
She was a rational plant disease diagnostician who could analyze the ailments of anything, yet she couldn't make sense of the overwhelming intensity in Lou Zhilu's eyes, as if it would drown her.
On the day their contract expired, she tried to make a graceful exit.
But he turned the lock and trapped her in the small space between them, his breath burning against her:
“One year is too short. I want to renew our contract... for the rest of our lives.”
Later, people saw the usually elegant and self-possessed Mr. Lou clinging to his wife in the busy company lobby.
“Cen Letong, are you tired of me?”
Cen Letong: “What are you doing? You're going to be late.”
“You haven't kissed me yet.”
“Mwah.”
“Not enough. Kiss me ten more times.”
