Whispers in the Spring Fog

[1]

Tan Zongyan is the heir to the Tan family of Jiangcheng, and has been the center of attention since birth.

In business, he's known as the "decisive, ruthless big boss of Jiangsheng Group."

Their marriage is unequal in every way, from family background to social standing. Ning Zhiwu is always cautious around Tan Zongyan.

Not long after the wedding, Tan Zongyan went abroad to expand the group's overseas market. Then, one day three years later, he suddenly returned home in the middle of the night.

People speculated that he had come back to divorce her.

Rumors were flying that Tan Zongyan, the big boss of Jiangsheng Group, was in frequent contact with his ex-girlfriend, Zhou Yiran.

As talk of divorce grew more and more intense, Ning Zhiwu, who in everyone's eyes had always stayed out of things and silently endured every slight, forced her way into the president's office at Jiangsheng Group for the first time.

At his desk, Tan Zongyan slowly wiped his gold-rimmed glasses with a tissue.

His indifferent gaze passed over the divorce agreement, and for the first time, his usually cool expression changed slightly.

"Ning Zhiwu, give me a reason."

"Tan Zongyan, I've had enough. I want a divorce."

The moment Tan Zongyan put on his gold-rimmed glasses, even his gaze became unfamiliar.

She froze for a moment.

But... wasn't he farsighted?

He reached out and pulled her across the desk into his arms.

The man's fiery gaze was dangerous. His lips brushed her ear as he spoke, one word at a time.

"You can't divorce me."

"..."

[2]

Daily life with the first personality:

Pretty much a marriage in which she's practically a widow.

Every day, they follow the rules, with an invisible line dividing the bed down the middle.

It feels like she must have committed some unforgivable sin to marry such a cold man.

Daily life with the second personality:

Backstage at the opera house.

"Enjoy yourself? If not, bite harder."

"..."

Ning Zhiwu silently looked at the familiar face in front of her, but the way he spoke and carried himself felt unfamiliar.

"Come here. Don't look at me like that. I know you feel something for me," he said with a smile. "At times like that, baby, didn't you enjoy it?"

"...Could you shut up?"

"Don't tell me you like him more."

He pecked her lips, pulled her into his arms, and warned her, word by word, "Forget him. Starting now."

"No! I can't forget him! I don't want to!"

"You're so stubborn, Zhi Zhi. Don't make a fuss. My patience has limits, too. Keep this up and don't blame me if I do something outrageous to you right now."

"No, I have a performance later." She immediately backed down.

"I know you have a performance. Be good and let me kiss you."

"I really do have a performance later..."

"You're already acting like this after just two minutes of kissing? Don't cry tonight."

"Can you shut up?"

"Let me hear you call me husband."

"Husband."

"Call me A Yan."

"A Yan."

[Marriage first, love later, one true pairing, cool and aloof noble-family heir x gentle classical dance goddess. The male lead has two personalities.]

Theme: Love life.