Good, Don't Divorce Me

[The novel is complete. Please support the official release.] The news that Xu Songli had been dumped by Chen Ji caused a huge stir online. Both the Chen and Xu families were wealthy, and Chen Ji was young, hotheaded, and unruly. He hated arranged marriages decided by the older generation, so he found an excuse to break off his engagement to the Xu family. Xu Songli was the Xu family's only princess, cherished from birth. Yet at eighteen, she was dumped, losing face both publicly and privately among the wealthy elite. Unable to stomach the humiliation, Xu Songli went to the Chen family to confront Chen Ji. There, she unexpectedly saw Chen Ji kneeling before an elegant, refined man, his face full of resentment but not daring to fight back. A plan formed in Xu Songli's mind. She would marry that man, so Chen Ji would have to watch her and obey her every whim. The man's name was Chen Wangyan. He was twenty-eight, and Chen Ji's second uncle. As it happened, the Chen family was arranging a match for Chen Wangyan. Xu Songli pulled some strings and succeeded in marrying him. Her friend thought she was acting too impulsively. Handing over her whole life to a stranger just to get back at Chen Ji was hardly sensible. At the time, Xu Songli was in Chen Wangyan's enormous villa, counting the wedding gifts. She looked at her friend with a sly grin. "You don't know? Chen Wangyan can't perform. This marriage means I don't have to fulfill any marital duties, so it's basically the same as being unmarried." She had heard that when Chen Wangyan was a child, he had been kidnapped and taken to the frigid borderlands. His health had been badly damaged, leaving him weak and frail, and he spent half his days in a wheelchair, resting and recuperating. She would have a title, a mountain of money, and the chance to make that jerk Chen Ji bow his head and call her Second Aunt every day, all without having to fulfill her marital duties with Chen Wangyan. What could be better? But married life was nothing like Xu Songli had expected. Chen Wangyan wasn't weak, frail, or confined to a wheelchair. He was even extremely demanding when it came to nighttime marital duties. Xu Songli stared at him in shock, then immediately ran back to the bedroom to pack her things and flee. The man caught her around the waist with one hand and pinned her in a corner. His voice was low and gentle, with a hint of danger. "Where do you think you're going?" Chen Wangyan prided himself on being a good second uncle. He had first met Xu Songli at twenty-six and immediately wanted to claim her for himself. But since his nephew Chen Ji was engaged to her, he kept his feelings hidden and did everything he could to help the pair marry. He never expected Chen Ji to ruin his plans, casually canceling the engagement and turning the young woman into a laughingstock among the elite. He was angry enough to make Chen Ji kneel and think about what he'd done before going to make up with her. But one night, the young woman stumbled into his room by mistake. The next morning, she woke up with her clothes disheveled, eyes red, and demanded that he take responsibility. Chen Wangyan wasn't a good man. For two years, he had coveted something he couldn't claim because of his principles. Now it had been delivered to his door of its own accord, and he could have her openly and legitimately. He married her, just as she wished. On their wedding night, the young woman wore a cream-colored nightdress and lay defenseless on the wedding bed, counting their wedding gifts. Her pair of snowy-white feet gleamed like polished jade, utterly alluring. Chen Wangyan loosened his tie, leaned down, and pulled her onto his lap. His gaze was dark as he murmured, "Wife, it's time for bed." When Xu Songli found out that Chen Wangyan wasn't as refined and proper as he seemed, she regretted it terribly. At five in the morning another day, Xu Songli's eyes were red, and her voice was too hoarse to speak clearly. "I want a divorce, Chen Wangyan!" Chen Wangyan drew the young woman into his arms and kissed her forehead, smiling. "Be good. No divorce." An outwardly refined and elegant, inwardly calculating and domineering tycoon x an innocent, gullible, and guileless beauty Cover usage rights purchased. The story idea and the leads' names were finalized on October 23, 2021. The blurb was published on Jinjiang on July 13, 2022. Both are documented, so don't try to claim them as your own. Coming soon: "Lull You to Sleep" Three years ago, Wen Yao went back to Jiangnan with her grandmother and spent three years at school there. When she returned to Beicheng, her father had remarried, giving her a stepsister two years older than her and taking away her fiance, Jiang Yao. Her stepsister and fiance had conspired behind her back and married each other. They never missed a chance to mock Wen Yao, but she didn't care and focused on her studies. Her grandmother, however, was so worried she was beside herself, determined to find Wen Yao a new engagement with a family even more prestigious than Jiang Yao's. She found the wealthiest family in Beicheng, the Qi family. Thanks to her lifelong friendship with the Qi family matriarch, the Qi family agreed to find a man of impeccable character and outstanding looks to become engaged to Wen Yao. The Qi family had three young men, all exceptional. The eldest was already married with children, and the youngest was still in school. Only the second son, Qi Sili, was of marriageable age. Handsome and accomplished despite his youth, he was also aloof and had no interest in women, to an almost ridiculous degree. His friends jokingly called him the celibate Second Master Qi. Grandma Wen thought marrying a man like a monk was better than marrying a two-timing scumbag. Besides, Qi Sili was far more capable than Jiang Yao, so she made up her mind: It was settled! So, just after Wen Yao was betrayed by her fiance, she became engaged to Qi Sili. She didn't take this new fiance, who wasn't a monk but might as well have been, to heart. When people asked about it and she couldn't brush them off, she would smile and say, "Qi Sili knows much more about this. Go ask him." - His friends heard that Qi Sili had an intelligent, beautiful college student for a fiancee. When they got together at a bar, they all asked if she was pretty. Thinking of Wen Yao, whom he had never met, Qi Sili replied without much interest, "Probably... pretty?" His friend: "?" What do you mean, probably? As they were talking, a beautiful woman walked past downstairs. His friend pointed at her and asked, "Compared to this beauty, is your fiancee prettier, or is she?" Qi Sili didn't even look and said, "My fiancee is prettier." Just then, someone called out to the beautiful woman downstairs: "Wen Yao!" Qi Sili finally looked up, meeting Wen Yao's gaze as she turned around to look for the person who had called her. Her almond-shaped eyes were like a clear pool, and her cheeks were as lovely as hibiscus petals. She really was exceptionally beautiful. - At the start of Wen Yao and Qi Sili's engagement, Qi Sili never contacted her, not even adding her on WeChat. Just when she was about to forget her monk-like fiance, she received a friend request one day. It was from Qi Sili. Then came the keys to their marital home. Then came dinner together. One rainy day, Qi Sili picked her up and took her to their marital home. She felt too awkward to use the master bathroom, so she took a hot shower in the guest room instead, then put on some clothes that had been dried for her. By then it was late, and she was getting ready to say goodbye and return to her dorm. Qi Sili handed her a cup of hot milk. His face was cool and composed, but his eyes were dark as he said, "It's raining hard. Don't go back. Stay here tonight." Wen Yao: "..." The man continued, "Our relationship is legal, after all, and half of this house is yours." Wen Yao: "..." When Wen Yao and Qi Sili moved into their marital home together, both grandmothers worried that an aloof monk and a mild-mannered young woman wouldn't get along. They were afraid the couple would quarrel and sleep in separate rooms. They tried to hold back, but finally couldn't, and agreed to surprise them one night. As soon as they entered the house, the two grandmothers came face-to-face with Qi Sili, who had just walked out of the master bedroom. Qi Sili was startled, then quickly straightened his shirt. Desire still lingered in his eyes as he greeted them: "Grandma." Grandma Qi thought she'd glimpsed a few scratch marks on the abs of her grandson, who was never interested in romance. Before she could get a closer look, a pair of slender, jade-white arms wrapped around Qi Sili's narrow waist from behind. A soft, sweet voice cooed, "We've only done it once. I'm not satisfied yet. I want more. You can't leave." Grandma Qi and Grandma Wen exchanged a look, their eyes asking: More what? Grandma Wen blushed: Oh, you old rascal, don't pretend you don't know! Sweet, soft-spoken rich girl x aloof, desireless monk-like man Romance after marriage / He falls in love at first sight, while she gets swept off her feet by his advances / Endless sweet pampering / The male lead isn't really a monk, he just lived like one before meeting the female lead. Theme: Sincerity and love