Endless Adoration

Fu Yun loved Qin Ding from the days of their blue-and-white school uniforms until she graduated from college, but Qin Ding had always seen her only as a little sister.

That day, in the pouring rain, she hugged him from behind. "Qin Ding, I'm asking you one last time. Do you really not like me at all?"

Qin Ding wore the same expression as always, his refined features touched by a faint smile. "Stop fooling around."

Then he added, "Like you? Dream on."

He thought her affection was all just childish nonsense.

He was often aloof and proud, and hated her spoiled, willful ways.

After being soaked in the rain all night, Fu Yun came down with a high fever. But rather than making her more delirious, it finally cleared her head.

She was going to pretend to have amnesia! Forget Qin Ding!

After losing her memory, Fu Yun ran into Qin Ding at home. She frowned. "Who are you? What are you doing in my house?"

"..."

Qin Ding fell silent for a long while, then said coolly, "This is my house."

"Then I'll move out." Fu Yun packed her bags that very night and left.

When Fu Yun suddenly lost her memory, Qin Ding felt as if a piece of his heart had been ripped away.

*

Fu Yun went to read at the bookstore she often visited.

A book slipped from her hands. Just as she bent to pick it up, a large hand reached it first.

She looked up. It was Qin Ding.

"Thank you." Fu Yun took the book from him and walked past.

Qin Ding suddenly caught her hand. His voice sank. "You really don't remember me?"

Fu Yun turned around. Her beautiful eyes were full of indifference and distance. "Sir, you pick up a book for me and think that gives you the right to take liberties?"

*

It was raining hard that day.

The man took off his suit jacket and wrapped it around her slender frame, his voice gentle. "Yunyun, still haven't remembered? I'm your big brother Ding."

Once upon a time, she called him that every day and loved sticking close to him.

Fu Yun frowned. The jacket slid from her shoulder, and her pale red high heel stepped on it. "Sir, I think I've made myself perfectly clear."

Blood vessels crept through the depths of the man's dark eyes.

Later, he clutched her tightly in his arms, possessiveness plain on his face as he coaxed her, "Be good, Yunyun. Come home with me."

The long road to winning his wife back

A bittersweet, uplifting love story about how a jerk wins back his "amnesiac" wife

Sweet, sweet, sweet / One-on-one romance / Both leads' first time / Five-year age gap

Spoiled beauty X aloof CEO

Theme: An inspiring journey of growth