Everyone in Jiangcheng knew that Lu Sihan, the man at the helm of the Lu family, was a ruthless business tycoon.
His methods were sharp and his heart cold. With a mere wave of his hand, he could shake up the entire business world. Countless heiresses from prominent families flocked to him, yet none could win even a glance.
During a family crisis, Lin Jia, the eighteen-year-old little princess of the Lin family, was sent to his side with a marriage contract.
Everyone said she was nothing but a pawn in a deal, destined to be neglected after the wedding.
But no one could have predicted what happened next.
In public, he was the cold, unfeeling Mr. Lu, feared by everyone in the room.
In private, he held his spoiled, pampered little wife in the palm of his hand and indulged her in every way.
She got up to mischief, hid his documents, flirted with him and ran off, and threw tantrums whenever she pleased. He put up with it all.
When she got drunk, clung to him, and threw herself into his arms, he stayed by her bedside all night, restraining himself and never laying a finger on her.
When a rival family took the risk of kidnapping her, he saw the faint marks on her body. The once-composed ruler's eyes turned blood-red, and he unleashed a furious campaign of revenge, wiping out his enemies root and branch.
"Mr. Lu, your wife has lost your meeting documents again."
Lu Sihan's expression remained calm. "She's spoiled."
"Mr. Lu, someone insulted Mrs. Lu in public."
In an instant, the entire business world fell silent.
Their marriage, born of scheming, was supposed to be nothing but a transaction.
In the end, he sheathed every ruthless edge, and every scheme in the world served one purpose: to keep her safe and carefree, year after year.
