A Marriage Full of Love

Su Yao is brought back by her family from a remote town. Shy, reserved, and timid, she has nothing going for her except the classical beauty fostered by the Jiangnan region.

Luckily for her, after being rejected for running away from her own wedding, she gets lucky and marries the uncle of her intended match: Lu Qingyan, head of the Lu family and a refined young gentleman. Rumor has it that he's ruthless and formidable, wielding absolute power in the business world.

The wealthy young ladies wait in secret for Su Yao to get divorced, ready to take her place.

Lu Qingyan is satisfied with the marriage. His wife is quiet, says little, causes no trouble, and keeps a low profile. She may not be fit to run the household, but he can simply keep her at home. She won't interfere with his work or his way of life.

Su Yao both respects and fears Lu Qingyan. She can't recite classical texts, yet he expects her to memorize all 600 household rules inside out.

He's like a precision clock, getting up at six and going to bed at midnight, allowing no errors or malfunctions. Their rare moments together are their weekly married life, from nine to nine-thirty every Saturday night: rigid, routine, 30 minutes, not a second more, not a second less.

Lu Qingyan folds Su Yao into his rigid, unchanging routine. She thinks he's cold as ice, radiating an overwhelming aura that says, "Oppose me and perish." To her, marriage is dull, stiff, and boring.

When Lu Qingyan goes on business trips, she runs happily like a fennec fox across the grasslands. When he comes home, she curls up like a rabbit in its burrow. After being crushed by his overwhelming presence for long enough, Su Yao rises up in rebellion. She wants a divorce.

Housekeeper: Madam took the antique clock you gave her and smashed it to pieces. It was your most treasured possession.

Looking at the pieces scattered across the floor, Lu Qingyan: "..."

Housekeeper: Madam skipped class and spent two hours chatting with her childhood sweetheart in the park.

Seeing her bright, lively smile in the photo, Lu Qingyan: "..."

Housekeeper: Madam wrote a divorce petition. I-I think she intends to give it to you.

Lu Qingyan's face darkened like a storm cloud: "..."

Even more outrageously, she tried to invade his life.

After their routine married life was over, the man stood by the bed, his shirt and trousers crisp and wrinkle-free as he fastened the buttons at his neck with his long fingers. His tone was refined and cool. "Go to sleep. I'm going to join a video conference."

Su Yao complained to herself: He's only got a handsome face! Maybe he's no good in bed, or maybe he's too old. Otherwise, why is it only 30 minutes? Not a second more?

Just as he was about to leave, her soft body suddenly lunged at him. Her porcelain-white arms looped around his neck, her tender cheek pressed against his jaw, her fragrant breath brushing his ear. "Uncle, don't go."

There was none of her usual reverence or fear in the word "Uncle," only tender affection.

The man's elegant Adam's apple bobbed. "Call me by my name."

"No, Uncle." Her voice was as soft and sweet as sugar.

Lu Qingyan's body and soul went rigid. The skin where they touched seemed to catch fire, burning hot.

The next day, remembering the half-night of wild, unrestrained passion the night before, the precision clock's mechanisms fell out of sync, and the older man's worldview collapsed.

Eight-year age gap

Theme: A happy life is always within reach