The Rose Is Thinking of You

1. He chases his wife but can't win her back and ends up in misery / The second male lead takes her place / Marriage first, love later (probably, I haven't decided yet)

Song Yinlian was with Li Yueze for three years, never competing or making demands, always gentle and kind.

Everyone said that Song Yinlian came from a humble background and had nothing but a pretty face. She was no match for Li Yueze, whether in family status or connections.

As the rumors spread, Li Yueze came to believe them, too, and grew increasingly cold toward Song Yinlian.

Song Yinlian was perceptive and couldn't have failed to notice, but she stayed by his side and behaved herself, rarely asking for anything unreasonable. Then, on the day her critically ill grandmother was undergoing surgery, frightened and helpless, she called Li Yueze. "Li Yueze, my grandmother's having surgery. Can you come over, " Just for a while?

The other end was noisy, and before she could finish, a cold voice cut her off: "I'm busy right now. We'll talk later."

Later, Song Yinlian received a photo of Li Yueze, drunk out of his mind with his arm around another woman. It had been taken on the very day her grandmother had surgery.

Song Yinlian finally made up her mind. She broke up with Li Yueze, returned every gift he had given her over the years, and cut all ties with him.

At a party, one of his good-for-nothing friends asked, "You really broke up?"

Li Yueze didn't believe Song Yinlian, who had grown used to his protection, would actually have the nerve to leave. With a cigarette between his teeth, he didn't take it seriously at all. "She'll be back in a few days."

A few days later, Song Yinlian left the city.

Some time later, the media began widely reporting on a beautiful, brilliant pianist. Li Yueze recognized her as Song Yinlian.

Even then, Li Yueze thought Song Yinlian had become so accomplished just to be able to stand by his side. If that was the case, he supposed he could go find her himself.

On a bitterly cold day, Li Yueze waited outside for three hours until the performance ended and Song Yinlian came out. He went up to her and reached for her hand without asking. "All right, you've had your fun. Come back with me."

Song Yinlian deftly dodged him, her brows knitting in disgust. Her gaze was cold and distant; she looked at a dog more kindly than she looked at him. "Who are you?"

Before Li Yueze could say anything else, a tall man came over and wrapped an arm around Song Yinlian, then kissed her forehead right in front of him. "What would you like for dinner, Mrs. Zhuang?"

He was saying it for Li Yueze to hear, possessively and forcefully declaring that she was his.

The man had a proud, aristocratic air, with a wild yet restrained bearing. Li Yueze recognized him: Zhuang Lingxian, head of the prestigious Zhuang family, one of the most powerful in the city.

2. Zhuang Lingxian was one of the most distinguished young gentlemen in Beicheng's upper circles, a ruthless figure in the business world who made people tremble at his name. He had been kidnapped to a poor, remote village as a child, but after being brought back, he relied on his deep cunning and ruthless methods to become the head of the Zhuang family at a young age. From then on, no one dared look down on him.

The new elite of high society all had expensive, refined hobbies. Zhuang Lingxian, however, had a passion for piano music.

Hoping to secure a deal with the Zhuang Group, someone took it upon themselves to hire a pianist with a modest reputation to play for him, thinking to appeal to his tastes. But the man at the head of the table scoffed, "Someone at this level can win awards? The judges ought to get their ears checked."

The pianist was furious, but could only curse behind his back: "I say he's been a bumpkin for so long, even listening to great music can't change the vulgarity inside him. He really can't recognize a true master when he sees one."

Later, sharp-eyed members of the media noticed a wedding ring on Zhuang Lingxian's hand.

The whole circle was stunned. The major media outlets each tried every trick to dig up information about Mrs. Zhuang, but all came up empty-handed.

Then one day

The long-vanished prodigy pianist Song Yinlian returned to the public eye, sweeping up awards of every size, including the most prestigious international prize. As people in their circle rushed to offer their congratulations, the head of the Zhuang family finally made a move.

Zhuang Lingxian: Congratulations, honey. Can I come back to our room to sleep tonight? @Song Yinlian

Netizens: What the heck?! What is this bombshell?!

The entire internet crashed in an instant.

"Having seen the galaxy, how could I ever fall for the stars?"

*In the dead of night, when no one knew, I yearned for you night after night.*

Quiet, adorable piano prodigy x cold, ruthless pseudo-gentleman (a real scoundrel beneath his polished exterior)

Theme: Life is full of love