Weak on the outside but tough on the inside Dodder flower x Aloof and powerful heir to a wealthy family
[Take by force/Those in superior positions bow their heads/True fragrance slaps in the face/Chasing the wife in the crematorium]
Eighteen-year-old Xi Qi is the most inconspicuous Shisihua who lives in the Wen family, a top wealthy family.
She is quiet, timid, and has no reputation except for her overly pretty face.
Only Wen Xi, the exiled eldest son of the Wen family, unexpectedly saw her beautiful appearance blooming at midnight.
That rainy night, she fell into the lotus pond in the backyard and was rescued by him. The soaked girl clutched his sleeves and promised with red eyes: "Brother, I'll make you tea to keep the cold away. You wait for me."
He waited all night under strange circumstances.
What awaited was the news that she had eloped with her boyfriend.
He became the last and most ridiculous insider of the Wen family.
Fourteen years later, she returned in embarrassment, holding her daughter in hand.
Time has never lost beauty, and her status as a single mother and her career as a matchmaker have brought her constant suitors in Jiangcheng.
At that time, Wen Xi was already the most powerful person in the Wen family. He was no longer the exiled and unpopular young man before, but a powerful and arrogant leader.
When they met again, he was condescending and ridiculed every word: "Where is your true love? Is he dead, or is he too poor to support you?"
He thought she was still the vine that needed to be clung to, but he didn't know that the wind and rain had already taught her to take root.
When she got closer to her old sweetheart Wenyue because her daughter was in school, at a family dinner, her younger brother proposed to her with a diamond ring in his hand——
All reason is burned away.
Xi Qi was afraid of him and knew that he hated him, so he always stayed away from him every time he met him.
Through a family dinner, her younger brother Wen Yue proposed to her again.
All sanity is instantly burned.
Wen Xi trapped her in an uninhabited corner, and rubbed the traces left on the side of her neck last night with his hot fingertips. His voice was low and dangerous: "It's you who tells him that you are already married..."
He leaned forward, his lips almost touching her trembling earlobe: "It's better for me to demonstrate in person how these marks... Came from."
The tides come and go, making it difficult to cross the night.
I will spend the rest of my life slowly repaying the cold-repelling tea that has never been fulfilled.
Concept: Pride and Prejudice