Love on the Journey to Marriage

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Unattached, free-spirited fire station chief x ballet dancer with a serious big-sister complex! Height difference

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Blurb: Mature, dependable daddy x lively, adorable snack designer | Mutual salvation | Mild coercion later on

Ying Ying, the only daughter of Yinghe Capital, lost her parents in an accident when she was nine. She was raised by her grandfather, and rarely went out or socialized. The upper circles of the capital knew very little about her, so all they could do was estimate when she would be old enough to marry.

As soon as she turned twenty, matchmakers came streaming to her door, as if they meant to swallow her whole.

“My granddaughter is already married. There's no need for everyone to worry.”

Everyone was stunned. Which family had moved so fast?

Later, after asking around, they learned it was Wei Yanxiu!

Everyone: “???”

Wasn't Wei Yanxiu her brother?

**

When Ying Ying turned twenty, Wei Yanxiu took her to register their marriage.

On the way home, she looked at the refined, gentle man and knew her grandfather had meant to use her to win Wei Yanxiu over. Wei Yanxiu had become the capital's top investment tycoon.

But Wei Yanxiu only saw her as a little sister. Her grandfather's scheme was doomed to fail.

They treated each other with courtesy for a year. Then an accident made Ying Ying develop feelings for Wei Yanxiu.

She dropped all kinds of hints, but the man held back without saying a word. Heartbroken, she decided to accept an invitation from her male idol.

The man cornered her on an overpass. This was a side of Wei Yanxiu she had never seen before: dark, predatory, possessive.

That night, he kept pulling her back onto the bed.

“Good girl, tell me, who am I?”

“My husband.”

On the day Old Master Ying died, Ying Ying's uncles wanted to tear her apart and seize Yinghe Capital.

Everyone thought Ying Ying was finished, but Wei Yanxiu arrived in a suit, flanked by bodyguards, and stood firmly by her side.

“Everyone, before you lay a hand on Ying Ying, have you considered what I might do?”

Only then did everyone learn that Wei Yanxiu was the heir to the capital's Lu family, a family as prominent as the Yings.

By then, he had already won the power struggle within the Lu family and become its untouchable patriarch.

Wei Yanxiu quietly dealt with everyone who had surrounded Ying Ying.

“Wife, don't be afraid. I'm here.”

Looking at Wei Yanxiu, who seemed to have descended from heaven, Ying Ying suddenly understood. Her grandfather had arranged for her to have a bodyguard all along. She was the one who had used Wei Yanxiu and benefited from it.

Ying Ying later learned that her marriage to Wei Yanxiu was only supposed to last five years. To marry her, Wei Yanxiu had to give up the medical career he loved and go into business.

On their second wedding anniversary, she asked for a divorce.

Wei Yanxiu looked at the divorce agreement and tore it in half.

“You...” Ying Ying looked at Wei Yanxiu as if he were crazy. He slowly trapped her against the sofa.

“A Ying, I can give up my own life. I can be a pawn. I can do anything, as long as you're by my side, as long as you're my wife.”

Ying Ying knew there had been many firsts between her and Wei Yanxiu.

But she didn't know that the first thing five-year-old him did on the day he arrived at the Ying family home was take her from the arms of the person holding her.

Nor did she know that, born in the depths of winter, he was the first person she saw when she opened her eyes.

They were destined for each other!

Wei Yanxiu: Ying Ying, I love you more deeply than you can imagine. I loved you before I was old enough to understand what love was. I long for you, love you, and carry you in my very bones.

Left here on November 9, 2025

Blurb for the next book, Summer Wedding Colors:

“Jiang Yiran, male, twenty-seven, currently chief of the Nancheng Fire Department. Height: 190 cm. Weight: 75 kg. Well-proportioned features, responsible character. Sitting at table 3 by the window in the Starry Cafe...”

Cheng Tingxia recited the details her friend had collected as she entered the cafe, immediately spotting the man at table 3.

He wore a black T-shirt and black pants. Even the loose clothes couldn't hide the muscles shifting beneath them.

“Are you Cheng Tingxia, the girl I'm meeting for a blind date?”

She glanced at his right arm resting on the table. It was nearly three times the size of her own slender arm. She trembled and nodded.

“Go back and tell the matchmaker there's no chance for us.”

He didn't like girls who were so skinny. She looked like a pampered girl who'd been spoiled at home. Given his demanding job, he might not be able to take good care of her.

Being together would surely be a hassle.

Cheng Tingxia refused to give up. “Why? We've been sitting here for less than five minutes.”

Jiang Yiran had only come to go through the motions. He stood up, but when he heard her words and saw her determination, he sat back down.

He asked nonchalantly, “Why did you agree to a blind date with me?”

Cheng Tingxia glanced at his burly arm and said timidly, “I like you!”

*

Jiang Yiran devoted himself entirely to his firefighting career. Every year, his family introduced him to countless women, but he wouldn't even look at them. At twenty-seven, he finally couldn't withstand his family's anger any longer. With his older brother's wedding coming up, he agreed to one blind date.

The girl looked fragile, but it seemed she was offering him all the love she had.

How could he hurt her?

One time, the fire department put out a blaze at a ballet company's premises and rescued a group of dancers who looked like fairies. A bunch of the men secretly tried to get the dancers' WeChat details. One dancer stood out from the rest, and people had already gathered around her.

“Don't you all have anything better to do?” Jiang Yiran scolded in a low voice.

“Chief Jiang is here! Clear out!”

Chief Jiang had been wearing a cold expression ever since the incident began, like the King of Hell himself. Anyone who tried to fool around in front of him right then was asking for trouble.

Then they saw their cold-faced chief Jiang kneel in front of the most striking ballet dancer and gently lift her ankle with one hand.

“Does it hurt?”

“I'm sorry. I shouldn't have argued with you.”

Tears welled up in the girl's eyes and she threw herself into his arms.

Everyone: “????”

Had their cold-blooded, women-avoiding Chief Jiang been possessed?

Jiang Yiran gently patted the girl's back. The sight of Cheng Tingxia crying made his heart ache. It hurt him more than even the most brutal training.

Not long after, Jiang Yiran, who had always championed the single life, announced his wedding date.

*

Cheng Tingxia calculated that her wedding was only three days after her sister's. Perfect! She'd still be able to live under the same roof as her sister.

With the wedding approaching, her sister suddenly called it off. Only then did Jiang Yiran learn that his brother was supposed to marry Cheng Tingxia's sister. He was forced to act as a go-between and try to reconcile them.

He was just about to knock on the door when he heard a familiar, soft voice from the other side.

But this time, there was a hint of coldness in it.

“If my sister isn't getting married, neither am I.”

“I went on a blind date with Jiang Yiran, got together with Jiang Yiran, and agreed to marry Jiang Yiran, all because of my sister.”

After Cheng Tingxia finished speaking, the door slowly opened, and she found herself face-to-face with Jiang Yiran, who was standing outside.

#Turns out I'm the one who got played#

#Well, now he doesn't have to get married either#

#Big brother, for your little brother's happiness, please win her sister back#

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