A Single Honey Peach

When Tang Mian got married, a hundred Rolls-Royces led the way in a magnificent display of wealth, sending the news trending.

But few people knew there was no groom in the wedding car.

The young ladies in her social circle all said Tang Mian was lucky to meet Zhou Heng and catch his eye. Marrying him and becoming a rich man's wife would make her life blissful beyond compare.

These were just the usual superficial compliments, but Tang Mian found them grating.

Everyone thought marrying Zhou Heng meant she'd climbed the social ladder, entered a wealthy family, and become the rich wife everyone envied.

But the truth was that she was only eighteen, fresh out of high school. For the sake of the family's business interests, they'd handed her over to Zhou Heng, a pawn with no say in the matter.

Who in finance hadn't heard of Zhou Heng? He was ruthless and cold, and his private life was a complete mess. He'd been involved with everyone from first- and second-tier actresses to obscure flight attendants and young models. He had no qualms about who he slept with.

Everyone saw Zhou Heng's wealth and how he could turn the financial world upside down with a wave of his hand.

But no one saw that after marrying him, she was merely a decorative wife kept at home, with nothing but the title.

She had no say in anything. She didn't want to accept her fate, but had no choice.

So on their wedding night, Tang Mian gathered her courage and made a small request of the handsome man with sharp features and a tall, broad frame.

"Give me my freedom."

She could swallow the bitterness of being treated like a pawn and handed over at will. She could even put up with Zhou Heng's womanizing and chaotic private life. All she wanted was her freedom.

The man paused with the cigarette between his fingers. His eyes, black as the night, glanced at her. A moment later, he pulled her into his arms and bent down to kiss her, his breath heavy with alcohol and tobacco as he kissed her fiercely.

After a long while, he pressed his thumb against her swollen red lips, caressing them as he murmured,

"How could my woman be without freedom?"

- A calm and gentle fairy-like girl in public vs. a ruthless, cold CEO.

- Simply put, this is an "inspiring" love story about a heroine who grows from a scheming little white lotus into a calm and gentle fairy-like girl, while the hero thinks she has gone astray and insists on bringing her back to the "right path" of being a little white lotus.

Please don't dig up the author's old posts.

Theme: Never forgetting