Su Jianning, the heiress of the Su family in the capital, was informed that she was engaged to the film emperor Pei Chengyu.
I wanted to flip the table right then and there. My mom held me back. “It's only for six months. If you don't like him, you can end it anytime.”
So the next day, I flew abroad, maxed out my black card, and spent half a month blowing off steam. By the time I landed back home, my luggage had already been packed and sent to Pei Chengyu's villa. Fine, I'd give this trial marriage a shot. I wrote up three rules: don't interfere with each other, don't fall for each other, and part ways after six months.
I became his assistant. Every day, I slacked off, napped, and watched the film emperor work. In my spare time, I even drew him in my little comics account. The whole internet was trying to guess who the mysterious comic artist was, and no one knew she spent every day sitting in the film emperor's dressing-room chair.
Pei Chengyu started out aloof and distant, but later...
If I frowned, he canceled his night shoots.
If I dodged the cameras, he issued a statement to clap back at the whole internet.
When people surrounded me, he said with red-rimmed eyes, “If being an actor is putting you in danger, I'll leave the industry right now.”
On the day our six-month trial period ended, he handed me a new contract. It had only one line:
“Trial marriage term: changed to forever. Su Jianning, will you sign?”
