A Slow-Blooming Love

Upcoming novel: The Heartbeat You Can't See

Shen Jingxiu, heir to the most powerful family in Jiang City.

Qiao Tingwan, a fallen heiress on the verge of bankruptcy.

Their unexpected whirlwind marriage sent shock waves through high society. Everyone was saying that Shen Jingxiu had been forced to marry Qiao Tingwan, while the young socialites in love with him waited for the two to divorce.

At a banquet, Qiao Tingwan overheard people discussing her. "Everyone knows she seduced Shen Jingxiu and forced him to marry her."

Qiao Tingwan returned home in a gloomy mood. The man noticed something was wrong and toyed with her long hair. "Who upset you?"

Her fair arm slid around his neck. She gazed at him with beautiful eyes. "Did I seduce you?"

"No."

"Did I force you to marry me?"

Shen Jingxiu pulled the sulking woman onto his lap and held her close, kissing the corner of her lips. "I did it all willingly."

At a gathering, everyone tried to get Shen Jingxiu to drink.

"My wife keeps a tight leash on me. She won't let me drink."

Everyone thought it was just an excuse.

Someone called Qiao Tingwan over. She saw the man leaning against the sofa, a glass of liquor in front of him, and asked with a stern face, "Have you been drinking?"

Shen Jingxiu pulled her over and sat her beside him. Pressing his cheek against hers, he murmured, "Don't be mad. I haven't had a drop. You can check if you don't believe me."

Everyone was stunned. The usually arrogant and unruly CEO Shen had a side no one had ever seen.

Later, everyone knew that CEO Shen was completely henpecked.

And he had asked for it.

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The seed planted in his heart when he was eighteen blossomed when he turned thirty.

Wanwan, I've loved you for twelve years.

She fell in love at sixteen, then fate took a wrong turn when she was twenty-six.

Shen Jingxiu, I've had a secret crush on you for ten years.

Reading Guide:

1. One-on-one romance, both leads have never been in a relationship.

2. He loves only the heroine, happy ending.

3. Fairly melodramatic.

Next novel: The Law of Tenderness

Tang Ning first met Xu Changze at her advisor's home.

During dinner, their advisor asked about their relationships. Upon learning that neither was dating anyone, the advisor played matchmaker.

Caught off guard by the unexpected matchmaking, Tang Ning didn't know what to do. Romance and marriage had never been part of her plans.

Out of respect for her advisor, the two went out for a meal in private.

Afterward, Xu Changze walked her back to campus and asked, "What do you think of me?"

Tang Ning politely gave him the "you're a nice guy" treatment, then turned him down.

Later, Xu Changze began appearing in her life more and more often, and her calm heart seemed to stir.

The emotional scars left by her parents' divorce had always kept her from taking that first step.

Then one day, she accidentally saw the photo in Xu Changze's wallet. In it, she wore a black dress, standing beneath the spotlight with a violin in her hands.

It was a photo of her at eighteen, performing at a university event shortly after she had started college.

Faced with Xu Changze's heartfelt confession, "Ningning, maybe I can't be perfect in every way, but I promise I'll love you just as I did from the start."

Tang Ning's heart was moved. She decided to bravely take the first step, even if she ended up losing everything.

[ Xu Changze ]

Xu Changze first saw Tang Ning at a campus gala. Wearing a short black strapless dress that showed off her long, slender legs, she played a melodious tune on her violin, completely absorbed in the music.

The next time he saw her was at a social event hosted by the Chinese Students and Scholars Association at the University of Zurich. Tang Ning wore traditional Chinese clothing, her dark hair pinned up in a modern Chinese style with a hairpin at the side. As she played the guzheng, her nimble fingers plucked the strings and tugged at Xu Changze's heartstrings.

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