After Marrying the Richest Man

▲Please add this to your reading list! The brother story to Married to the Cold, Rough-Hewn Bad Boy

-Cold, self-controlled, lustful tycoon vs. gentle, lovely little bunny

-Arranged marriage, then love ▲ Eight-year age gap ▲ Old flames reignited

Just after being reunited with her biological parents, Meng Zhi became engaged to Cheng Yanzong.

The richest man in Nancheng was not quite what she had imagined.

Cool and handsome, quiet yet upright.

He was exceptionally good-looking!

After they married, Cheng Yanzong treated her with warmth and courtesy.

Other than ignoring her pleas at night and not loving her,

there was nothing wrong with him.

Meng Zhi was very satisfied with the marriage.

Until one night, at a ball for people in their social circle, she ran into her ex-boyfriend, who had just returned from abroad.

He came over with a glass of champagne to catch up, and Meng Zhi hesitated over whether to accept his drink.

Cheng Yanzong, surrounded by admirers, suddenly stepped out of the crowd.

From a short distance away, he called to her in a low voice, “Mrs. Cheng, it's time to go home.”

Meng Zhi smiled and said goodbye to her ex-boyfriend.

Late that night, after they got home, her usually proper husband pressed himself against her from behind.

He was rougher and more forceful than ever. “Were you happy to see your ex-boyfriend?”

“Don't worry. I'll make you cry in a minute.”

#The warm, courteous richest man in Nancheng (✖)

#The jealous older husband losing his mind (✔)

-Eight-year age gap, marriage before love, physical attraction before emotional intimacy, and the male lead falls first.

-Both leads have only been with each other, but the heroine has an ex-boyfriend. Please skip if that bothers you.

-This is a fictional story. The characters all have flaws. Please read respectfully, and don't bring unrelated arguments into the comments.

-Blurb written on January 29, 2026, and rewritten on July 27, 2026. Screenshots have been saved as proof.

Theme: Loving someone is like tending a flower