Yan Shen was a top-tier investor and a legend in China's financial circles. Blessed with a striking face that inspired countless fantasies, he was decisive and forceful, and always meant what he said.
Ruan Yuan never dreamed that someone as powerful as him would personally seek her out to deal with his family's pressure to get married.
After their wedding, Yan Shen treated her with neither warmth nor coldness.
They were polite to each other, and kept up the habit of sleeping in separate rooms.
Ruan Yuan never expected Yan Shen to fall for her.
Until one day, Yan Shen came home drunk after a business dinner. As usual, she made him some hangover soup.
He was terribly drunk. His black hair covered half his eyes, and the clean, woody scent around him filled the cramped space.
His slender fingers slowly slipped between hers, trembling as he held her back with careful restraint, as if she were a priceless treasure.
His voice shook in a way she couldn't quite describe. “Ruan Ruan, you forgot about me.”
Ruan Yuan curled her fingertips.
She looked into Yan Shen's dark eyes and suddenly remembered that rainy night ten years ago
Fifteen-year-old Ruan Yuan had used the thirty-five yuan she'd earned handing out flyers to hail a Bentley.
A man leaned back in the seat, his refined features distant and aloof. He glanced at her with indifferent eyes and said nothing.
Just before she got out, Ruan Yuan instinctively glanced back into the car.
The man closed his eyes halfway, his voice lazy and tired. “Study hard.”
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And that was how she remembered it.
Her little finger hooked around the man's warm fingertip. She spoke slowly: “I remember. You were the one who let me into your car and drove me home...”
Before she could finish, Yan Shen kissed her palm, unable to hold back.
“Ruan Ruan, I don't think I've ever told you I love you.”
Ruan Yuan froze.
The next second, Yan Shen leaned close, his voice low and hoarse, and whispered in her ear: “Ruan Ruan, I love you.”
-At first, you were so tiny that I couldn't bring myself to notice you.
-Later, you were all I could see.
#No romantic or intimate scenes before adulthood
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Coming next: Rainy Day
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She ran into Zhou Wenxun again because of an interview.
When the interview ended, rain was pouring outside.
Zhou Wenxun's car drove past her, then stopped.
It reversed.
The rear window slowly rolled down. He looked up at her impassively. “Wu Ling, forgot your umbrella again?”
Wu Ling suddenly remembered that summer seven years ago.
The rain had poured down like a raging flood.
Someone poked her shoulder with a pen. Wu Ling turned her head
The boy waved the umbrella in his hand and smiled at her. “Hey, classmate, did you forget your umbrella?”
They squeezed beneath a small umbrella. The rain soaked the boy's shoulder, but he held the umbrella squarely over her.
That was the warmest image in Wu Ling's scattered memories.
Game designer x female reporter
[Our unexpected meeting years ago was something I had planned for a long time.]
Theme: Growing up is an important step toward the future
Yan Shen and Ruan Yuan should always be happy! Goodbye
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They came to see Jiang Lin and Pei Xi again. Do they like Ruanruan?
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Finished reading! Very beautiful
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