Chen Dongxuan is a frail beauty with fair, delicate skin. He is twenty-three, hasn't graduated from college, and has inherited a huge family business after his father died young.
But Chen Dongxuan's father was no saint. As soon as the heir was announced, all sorts of illegitimate children came forward, intent on seizing the inheritance.
The family feud reached its boiling point, keeping Chen Dongxuan tied up in it, when a handsome man named Quan Ting suddenly appeared and knocked on the Chen family's door.
“I've come for two reasons. First, to present Mr. Chen Dongxuan with the chairman's letter of appointment. I wish Chairman Chen great success in business from here on out.”
Quan Ting looked coldly at the stunned illegitimate children, none of whom shared the Chen surname. Then a smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his lips. “The second reason is that I'm here to take Mr. Chen home.”
Quan Ting raised a hand and parted the crowd as he walked into the living room. Chen Dongxuan sat with his back to him, slender legs crossed, sunk deep into the sofa.
“Xuanxuan, I've brought you what you wanted.” Quan Ting dropped to one knee and held his slender hand, his eyes burning with passion. “Will you come home with me, Xuanxuan? Let me love you, okay?”
*
Quan Ting is thirty-five. Three years ago, he was the CEO of the Chen Group, its top performer, until a colleague framed him and he left the company.
But a week before he resigned, Quan Ting ran into Chen Dongxuan in the elevator. He had come to see his father, and Quan Ting once gave him some medicine for his stomach.
Chen Dongxuan was fair and adorable. He gave Quan Ting a sweet smile, his soft red lips parting to say thank you.
Quan Ting fell for him at first sight. For three years after leaving the company, he thought about Chen Dongxuan, dreaming of marrying him and bringing him home.
Over those three years, Quan Ting started his own real estate company, proved himself a formidable businessman, and amassed a fortune worth over a hundred million. He married Chen Dongxuan in a grand wedding, held him in his arms, and told all the media present, “Xuanxuan is my wife. I only listen to him.”
From then on, every night Quan Ting would hold Chen Dongxuan, dressed in his pajamas, in his arms, gazing at him with adoration as he gently rubbed his stomach and asked softly, “Baby, does your stomach still hurt?”
#What, his wife finds fighting over the inheritance too troublesome, so he simply gives him a company?
[Couple]: Sweet, slightly unhinged, sickly beauty bottom × wealthy, gentle, ruthless-to-others, devoted, fatherly top. One-on-one, happy ending, both virgins, twelve-year age gap. No self-insertion.
Traits: Virtue toward men is Quan Ting's only required course. He dotes on Xuanxuan in every way, even at the cost of his life. The top calls the bottom “wife,” and the bottom calls the top “husband.”
As usual: sweet and steamy.
Setting: Same-sex marriage is legal.
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