After Becoming His Wife

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A sweet, obedient wooden block who's slow to catch on to romance vs. a gentle older man with a possessive streak who coaxes and spoils Sang Sang

1

Sang Lin transmigrated into a book and went straight to becoming the father of the overpowered protagonist. The System told him he and another guardian had to raise the child together.

He burst into tears. How had nobody told him the other guardian was a man?!

A tearful baby was suddenly placed in his arms.

[Ding-dong! A mission has been issued.]

[The first step to raising the overpowered protagonist: fulfill your role as his mother and feed him.]

Sang Lin's hand shook. He nearly dropped the baby.

An arm wrapped around him from behind, a scorching breath burning against his skin.

"Darling, want me to help?"

Before the words had even left his mouth, the man's hand was already on Sang Lin's buttons.

One, two...

2

In the blink of an eye, Sang Lin and the overpowered protagonist's father had been living together for three years.

Everyone envied him. Mr. Liang was successful and kind, a perfect man who spent every day doting on him and the child. When it was cold, he warmed Sang Lin's bed; when the wind blew, he worried Sang Lin might catch a chill.

People all said, "Sang Lin, you're living like an emperor."

Sang Lin didn't think so.

He was just doting on the baby and being nice to him on the side!

But... did raising a child together mean they had to kiss each other good morning every day? Did it mean being held close and kissed until his waist went weak, then falling asleep in each other's arms?

Sang Lin covered his swollen lips, feeling a little confused.

3

At last, the overpowered protagonist had grown up. Sang Lin prepared his farewell speech, ready to return to his original world.

But the door was suddenly locked from the inside.

Sang Lin was held tight in his arms and kissed deeply and fiercely. For the first time, the usually gentle man lost control, taking whatever he wanted and showing no tenderness:

"Sang Sang, be a little kinder to me. Don't leave me alone..."

"My love, my wife, the one I've longed for but could never have... the one who's always in my thoughts, day and night."

4

Liang Jiashu had never imagined marrying anyone but Her.

The perfect lover whose face he could never make out, who had dwelled in his dreams ever since he was seventeen.

She was so sweet. When he kissed Her, She would stiffen and press Her lips together; when he held Her close, She would slowly relax.

In his dreams, he had practiced a million times how to coax Her, how to make Her his, but he could never touch Her.

Then one day, he opened the front door and saw a young man on the sofa, holding a baby awkwardly in his arms.

When the young man looked up, his eyes held the same docility and tenderness Liang Jiashu had seen in his dreams countless times.

His beautiful dream had come true.

--- A Little Extra ---

I found my husband's diary.

March 15, Sunny Spring Day

My wife is fascinated by the little one.

But he's still distant with me.

June 24, Summer Rain

Took my wife on a trip.

The rain came out of nowhere. I should have checked the forecast.

Thankfully, my wife didn't get wet. I was the only one drenched.

My wife tried to hold back a laugh, but failed.

His eyes curved into a smile. So cute.

My wife stood on tiptoe to dry my hair.

I wouldn't mind if the rain lasted a little longer.

November 25, First Snow

I received the most perfect Christmas gift I've ever had.

Soft and sweet.

I can't wait for the first snow next year.

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A frail, clingy, pampered sweetheart x a jealous, stubborn-tongued man who almost turned dark but failed

Synopsis:

1

Lan Xi had an easy life, never wanting for food or drink, and had never suffered for love.

While others were still crying over love, he had already married his childhood sweetheart, Jiang Songhe, who loved him dearly: the self-made business tycoon worth tens of billions.

Her husband always did as he said, treating him so carefully he was afraid he'd break, and so tenderly he was afraid he'd melt.

If Lan Xi so much as said he wanted a star, his husband would want to pluck the moon from the sky for him.

They were a loving couple, the perfect pair everyone envied.

Lan Xi thought they would be happy together for the rest of their lives.

Until one day, he opened his eyes and found himself in a [Parallel World, BE Version].

2

Lan Xi returned to the night he and his childhood sweetheart had confessed their love.

Across from him, Jiang Songhe offered him a love letter, his ears red as he confessed the secret love he'd kept hidden for ten years.

Lan Xi should have acted a little huffy, made his childhood sweetheart read the letter ten times and repeat "I love you" a hundred times, then happily thrown himself into his arms and said he'd loved him for a long time, too.

But he absolutely shouldn't have done this:

Torn the letter to shreds in front of his future husband, insulted him for being a nobody who could never measure up, and told him to take a good look at his own poor, pathetic self.

He couldn't control his own body. All he could do was watch his husband go red-eyed and turn away, leaving him with just one parting line: "I'll make you regret this."

Lan Xi: !!! I regret it, I regret it! Husband, come back right now!!!

Jiang Songhe disappeared from his world after that.

3

This BE world was not kind to him.

His family went bankrupt and fell into decline. Overnight, he went from a palatial mansion to a shabby little apartment. The pampered young master had never suffered like this. He got sick every few days, and within a year, he had become a pitiful, sickly wreck.

Meanwhile, his darling husband had built a successful career and made the financial news. Countless people were scrambling to get into his bed.

At least his husband still knew how to stay faithful. There were no scandals, just the occasional rumors about a "white moonlight" or a "red cinnabar mole."

At that, Lan Xi raised his hand while coughing: It's me! It's me, cough, cough, cough!

4

No matter how hard Lan Xi tried, the world's will kept him from getting close to Jiang Songhe.

For a while, he thought he'd spend the rest of his life alone in a hospital bed.

But before the Grim Reaper arrived, his husband built him a gilded cage with his own hands.

Jiang Songhe pinched his chin and sneered. "What? Is this the life you wanted after leaving me?"

Lan Xi collapsed weakly into his arms. "Cough, cough, husband, cough, cough, cough! You finally, cough, cough, came to find me!"

The man panicked at once, not daring to say another harsh word to him. His fury turned to concern, and all he could do was press a hard kiss to Lan Xi's forehead.

"Lan Xi, you'll never leave me in this lifetime!"

"Cough, cough, cough, cough! I'd rather die than, cough, cough, leave you, cough, cough, cough, husband..."

--- A Little Extra ---

The house was fitted with countless security cameras, which Lan Xi turned into a treasure hunt.

It took him a month to remove most of them. Every time he found one, he'd smile and flash a peace sign at the camera.

"Husband, how many are left now?"

The man's voice came through the surveillance system. "...129. Is that enough to keep you busy? If not, I'll install a few more."

Core message: Cherish the person by your side.