[Gentle and clear-headed × restrained devotion]
Ye Yinling thought she’d never have anything to do with Fu Lin in this life.
One time, after getting drunk, she nestled against his chest and whimpered coquettishly, “Hold me...”
The business partner beside them froze, not daring to breathe.
What were the two Fu brothers like? Cold, profit-driven, heartless...
Just as everyone expected this young woman to be roughly thrown out, the icy aura around Fu Lin melted away.
He drew the red-eyed little waif close, and in that moment, the man’s heart softened into a puddle.
Everyone said Fu Lin indulged his wife far too much.
His gaze tender, he said, “If she wants money, I have it. If she wants love, I’ll give it to her. What does it matter if I give up my future for her?”
But later, when she signed the divorce papers, she realized just how much she had underestimated his love.
He might have a thousand schemes, but she mattered more than his ambitions.
