Designer Shen Yan never thought that she would get married in this way.
Before his death, his grandfather left a last wish - to marry his "god-grandson" Ji Lindu for one year before the old house can be returned to her. There is no emotional foundation, no shared memories, and not even a few words spoken.
Shen Yan moved into the old house and began living in a shared house with this taciturn man, treating each other as guests.
She thought it was just a deal where everyone gets what he wants.
Until that day, she accidentally opened Ji Lindu's drawings - the familiar brushstrokes, the familiar signature, and the familiar lines that she had traced countless times.
Wood white.
The treasure painter she had been chasing for three years, the man who had cured her of countless sleepless nights with his paintbrush, actually slept in the next room.
Shen Yan panicked.
What made her even more panicked was that she searched the old house overnight and found a whole box of drawings in her grandfather's study.
Since ten years ago, every painting has been of her.
It turns out that this marriage was never arranged by grandpa.
It was him who spent ten years in exchange for a chance to keep her by his side.
(Os: This is my first time writing an article. Please forgive my rubbish writing style. Thank you... I prefer to write bloody articles orz)
Intention: The love hidden in the heart will eventually be seen by time