Indulgence

[Upcoming: Mr. Huo's Sickly Beauty] Gu Ci had seen her friend's fourth uncle once, downstairs from the girls' dormitory. The man was tall and slender, his posture straight. Beneath his black suit, his white shirt was buttoned impeccably, matching his stern, imposing face and intimidating presence. Gu Ci was a little afraid of him. Who would have guessed that a year later, after her father pressured her to marry, she'd temporarily move in with her best friend? One night, her father pressured her until she nearly gave in. She crouched alone in a corner, crying sadly. Just as she was about to call and say yes, a magnetic voice spoke: "Marry me." Startled, Gu Ci turned to look. Beneath the dark night sky, her friend's fourth uncle leaned lazily against a tree, a cigarette glowing red between his fingers. He casually flicked away the ash, his deep black eyes fixing on her. "I'll marry you." And just like that, Gu Ci married her best friend's fourth uncle. They'd known each other for less than a month. On the night they got their marriage certificate, she stood blushing beside the bed, unsure whether she should climb in. The man emerged from the shower and watched her at his leisure, his voice low. "A Ci, I never intended for this to be a marriage in name only." Gu Ci's little face turned scarlet. Mortified, she dove onto the bed to hide. A pleased, husky laugh rang out. "How obedient. A Ci is such a good girl." Gu Ci: "..." * Lu Huaijing, head of the Lu family, was someone the younger generation both admired and feared. He was naturally cold and aloof, kept his distance from women, and was ruthless and decisive in business. But one day, news broke that he'd registered his marriage. The socialites were stunned and complained sourly, "It must be a business alliance. There's no love involved!" Then, at a banquet, they saw with their own eyes the usually untouchable, aloof, and distinguished Lu Huaijing personally feed his wife a dessert. When she shyly pushed him away, he didn't get angry. Instead, his eyes softened warmly as he affectionately ruffled her hair. The socialites: So jealous! [Sweet, well-behaved beauty X business tycoon] [Ten-year age gap, both first-timers] [A sweet story about everyday life, please be gentle] Mr. Huo's Sickly Beauty Lu Wanyi had been a beauty since childhood, with a slender waist, delicate bones, and skin like jade. Unfortunately, she was frail and often ill. Even so, she couldn't escape an arranged marriage. Her intended was the third young master of Ningcheng's top wealthy Huo family, a notorious playboy. Luckily, fate took pity on her. On the day they were supposed to meet, the third young master of the Huo family ran off, and his fifth uncle came in his place: Huo Xingyan, the undisputed head of the Huo family. He was a little frightening. Not because of his looks, but because of his presence. His deep, stern features spoke of a man long accustomed to power, and when he looked at her, he seemed like a predator lying in wait for its prey. Lu Wanyi lowered her eyes in fear, secretly relieved that he wasn't the one she was meant to marry. But she celebrated too soon! Since the third young master of the Huo family had run away, Old Master Huo decided to honor his promise and changed the intended match to his youngest son, Huo Xingyan. Lu Wanyi: "..." She was so frightened that she fell ill. When Huo Xingyan heard what had happened, he came to see her. She huddled trembling beneath the covers, her tear-reddened eyes pitifully captivating. The man frowned and said briskly, "If you marry me, you'll be the only woman in my life. If you marry my nephew, you'll just be one flower among the many in his garden. You choose." - Without a doubt, Lu Wanyi chose Huo Xingyan. Being his only woman was just one reason. More importantly, she'd heard that Huo Xingyan had never dated, so he probably wasn't any good in bed. But... she was wrong again! He was a complete fiend in bed. Since her frail body couldn't take him, he found other ways to torment her. Lu Wanyi accused him through her tears of being cruel. In the sultry darkness of night, the man's long, hot fingers, each joint distinct, held her little hand as he wiped her tears. Then he took each of her pink-white fingertips into his mouth, his low, magnetic voice husky with desire. "Suishui, if you want me to be good, then act cute for me." Lu Wanyi believed him. She wrapped her soft, pale arms around his neck and pleaded sweetly, "Honey, please..." In the latter half of the night, Lu Wanyi cried even harder. Bad man. You're such a bad man. Theme: Be with the right person