A Sleepless Wedding Night

Next up: "After Accidentally Sending a Cute Selfie to My Ex-Boyfriend." Please add it to your reading list =v=

Older love interest | Strangers to married lovers | Strangers in public, but behind closed doors...

1

Sheng Chu saw Shen Min again when he returned from overseas. By then, they had been married for a year.

Shen Min was the most prominent young heir in the capital, born into an illustrious family. He kept a low profile, yet was a leading force in New York's financial world.

The black Bentley Continental GT parked by the roadside had an eye-catching license plate. Sheng Chu tacitly pretended not to see it and kept walking.

"This is Mr. Shen. I'm sure you've heard of him, Miss Sheng."

The client got out of his car under an umbrella and introduced them with impeccable tact.

Sheng Chu braced herself and met his gaze. "Hello, Mr. Shen. I've heard a lot about you."

"Have you? What have you heard?"

Shen Min watched her, seemingly distracted, as rain soaked through her shoulder.

The client relaxed and hinted, "It's pouring. Miss Sheng, would you like to come with me to the hotel so we can talk things over?"

Shen Min watched languidly as the two of them entered the hotel together.

2

That night, the client called to ask if she had gotten home safely. Her phone buzzed nonstop on the floor of the hotel suite.

Shen Min held her folded against his chest. His suit jacket was cold against her skin, and he had her firmly restrained so she couldn't move.

He had always been domineering with her.

Shen Min carried her to the shower and gave her a glass of water.

Then he picked up her phone and answered, his voice tinged with amusement. "I hung up on him for you, Mrs. Shen."

"You wouldn't have time to look after him anyway."

The man on the other end went deathly pale. After hearing her muffled reply, he managed a trembling, furious "Get lost."

3

Sheng Chu had known before the wedding what married life would be like: she and Shen Min would live like puppets on strings, treating each other with polite reserve.

At work, they acted like strangers.

At home, they were a loving couple, devoted to each other.

Looking back, Sheng Chu realized that there were always fresh flowers in the vase she had bought. On snowy winter nights, a tall man stood with his back to her outside the McDonald's, teasing her dog out of boredom.

He wrapped his coat around her and frowned, scolding her. "Are you cold? Come closer."

There were countless other things like that.

She didn't know when things had gone off course, or when everything had grown so enduring.

22 and 27, five-year age gap

One-on-one, both each other's first

Next up: a short, sweet, lemony romance. Please add it to your reading list, QaQ

"After Accidentally Sending a Cute Selfie to My Ex-Boyfriend"

Xu Shiyi went to a class reunion and took a few group photos with her old classmates. Her cheeks were flushed, and she smiled with wide, blinking eyes.

With her head bowed, she used AirDrop to send the two photos she'd taken. Then she turned around to ask if the other person had received them.

He Yun gripped his phone and sat across from her, looking distracted as he gazed at her.

"Xu Shiyi, is this okay?"

Xu Shiyi turned back, bewildered, and looked at He Yun, who hadn't said a word since entering the private room. Only then did she realize what was going on.

The punishment for losing the game was a kiss.

-

Xu Shiyi had always thought that a carefree rich young man like He Yun had only agreed to date her back then because he was kindhearted.

Later, when she dumped him without a trace of remorse, all his friends cursed her out eight hundred times over.

She still remembered the day she prepared to break up with him. She spent the whole night struggling to rehearse what she would say.

"My mom says she's going to find me a healthy man to marry," Xu Shiyi said sheepishly, as someone pinched the back of her neck.

"Shallow," He Yun remarked casually. Then he abruptly raised his head. "Are you really going to marry him?"

He paused, then narrowed his eyes. "Were you not paying attention last night?"

The eight hundred curses were a lie. His friends really tried to talk him into winning her back and being her doormat.

Rekindled romance from the start

#The one who pursues takes longer to warm up than the one being pursued

#Flirty guy x slow, infuriatingly laid-back girl (probably)

The blurb may be revised a little.

I mean abs... (sweat)

Theme: The only standard is falling in love over time.