Flirting After Marriage

(Complete) [Marriage First, Love Later / Cardiothoracic Surgeon x Beauty in a Cheongsam] Please add my next marriage-first, love-later novel, Full and Waning, to your reading list! [Blurb] Song Tangyin married in a whirlwind. Her groom was once her private tutor. There was no wedding. Her younger brother went with her to buy the diamond ring. Her husband was so busy that he showed up for only twenty minutes on the day they registered their marriage. * Wen Zhuqing, a cardiothoracic surgeon at Jiang University Affiliated Hospital, is handsome, upright, and highly skilled. He has countless admirers both inside and outside the hospital. But he is indifferent by nature and keeps his distance from women. Some students privately bet on whether Teacher Wen would find a partner first or they would be in their graves first. Until one day, several students came to visit. Dr. Wen, usually as meticulous as a textbook, was wearing a loose, rumpled bathrobe and looked exhausted, as if he hadn't slept all night. At the sound of a soft, coquettish whimper, a woman came out of the bedroom, her steps graceful and swaying. Her embroidered Chinese-style robe accentuated her slender, curvy figure as she gently took the man's arm. "Teacher Wen, who's here...?" Everyone stared, wondering which junior student had fallen victim to his charms. Wen Zhuqing helplessly pulled her into his arms. "Honey, don't tease me." He looked up at them, his voice gentler than ever, as though afraid of disturbing the woman in his arms. "Call her Madam." tips: Marriage first, love later / The heroine had a crush on him / The hero takes the initiative / Both are each other's first and only partner, happy ending Gentle, doting, fatherly hero x clear-headed, independent beauty The hero isn't poor. He has a house, a car, and savings. My next novel, Full and Waning: a military marriage-first, love-later romance / He has loved her for years / Cocky, handsome tough guy x pampered heiress. Please add it to your reading list! Blurb: The first time Qiao Luosu met Chen Jiayu was at a blind date dinner. A school administrator had arranged it, so she couldn't refuse. She dressed up carefully before going. But he showed up in a plain black T-shirt and black pants, with mud splattered on his pant legs. His face was the only appealing thing about him. From head to toe, he looked like he couldn't care less. The administrator said he was in the air force. Seeing his baby-faced looks, Qiao Luosu figured the most he could do was wash planes. She decided to get straight to the point. "Are you 190 centimeters tall?" The man answered frankly, "185." "Oh, sorry." Qiao Luosu smiled politely. "My standard for a partner is 190 centimeters." Later, outside the school gates, a colleague's wife slapped Qiao Luosu and pulled her hair, calling her a homewrecker. The passersby watched indifferently. No one listened to her explanations. Amid her overwhelming hurt and despair, a muscular arm shielded her and led her far, far away. When the river breeze had dried her tears, the man, so out of place amid the city's glittering splendor, lit a cigarette and watched its ember glow and fade. "Will you marry me?" * Before they married, the two had met three times in all. The first time, their blind date ended badly. The second time, he helped her out of a humiliating predicament. The third time, at the busy school gates, the man wore a crisp military uniform and proposed with a diamond ring. That was all Qiao Luosu thought there was to their story. Until later, when she found an old yearbook in his room. The last page had something she'd written, though she didn't remember writing it. The youthful handwriting had worn fuzzy around the edges. Tucked inside was a photo of her receiving an award at a high school competition. The unfamiliar boy standing behind her stared intently at her back, his eyes seeming to sparkle with stars. That was Chen Jiayu at seventeen. He went to No. 3 Middle School, and she went to No. 7. They seemed never to have met. But in Chen Jiayu's heart, he had already seen her thousands upon thousands of times. [The moon waxes and wanes, but my moon never will. She will always be noble and radiant., Chen Jiayu] tips: Bomber pilot x beautiful, wealthy teacher Cocky, handsome tough guy x pampered heiress He has loved her for years / Marriage first, love later / A straightforward love story between adults My upcoming novel, If Wind and Moon Had a Voice, is about the male lead's younger brother. You can add it to your list too! Blurb: The neurosurgery department at Jiang University Affiliated Hospital is known throughout the hospital as a "monastery." From the forty-eight-year-old department head to the handsome young interns, every single one of them is single. Lately, the "monastery" has been graced with a beauty. Bright, expressive eyes, long flowing hair, and dimples that appeared when she smiled. She made people's hearts melt like honey. Everyone knew she was there for the department's heartthrob, Wen Yili. She came to see him every morning and evening, brought him three hot meals a day, and made enough desserts by hand for the whole department. * As the hospital's most unattainable heartthrob, Wen Yili had turned down countless women. Yet for some reason, this Yan Heng gave him an especially bad headache. Apparently, she was the distant niece of a cardiothoracic surgeon. Her face was softer and fairer than milk, and her big, bright eyes looked so innocent that even speaking sternly to her seemed like a sin. If he accidentally made her cry, he'd be accused of bullying someone younger than himself. When he finally made up his mind to talk things through with the young woman, he accidentally overheard her on the phone with someone else. Her sweet voice struck him like a hammer to the heart. "What are you talking about? Why would I ever fall for him?" "I'm terrified of men in white coats, you know that." * Yan Heng had a secret. She had never forgotten the voice she heard on the emergency hotline when she was sixteen. It was cool and gentle at once, steady and professional. No matter how much time passed, she would recognize that voice the instant she heard it again. She thought the story between Yan Heng and Wen Yili would amount to nothing more than repaying a debt of gratitude. Then one midnight, she dreamed of that night when she was sixteen, when her mother had suddenly collapsed at home. In the dream, she was panicked and trembling all over. Outside the dream, a solid chest closed around her. His warm breath brushed her ear. His voice was gentler than it had been back then. "Bad dream?" Yan Heng nodded through her tears. He bent down and kissed away her tears. "Don't be afraid. I'm here." [If wind and moon could speak, they would whisper softly by your ear.] My upcoming novel, Spring Waters South of the Pond, has caught your interest? Click to check it out! Powerful Beijing tycoon x dazzling beauty [Marriage first, love later / The hero takes her away from another man / A playboy reforms, then gets cremated immediately] Blurb: Nan Qing and Chi Zhaoming grew up together. Everyone in their circle considered them the perfect couple from childhood. Chi Zhaoming played video games, and Nan Qing stood guard for him. Chi Zhaoming skipped class, and Nan Qing took notes and did his homework. Nan Qing's admirers were all taken care of by Chi Zhaoming, too. When they were eighteen, Chi Zhaoming's father died. Fueled by alcohol, he asked Nan Qing, "Do you like me?" The girl said nothing, but stayed with him until his eyes were red, revealing everything. That night, the bitter wind howled and shivered. After finishing his last cigarette, Chi Zhaoming said to her, "Let's be together." * Nan Qing had always known that the women Chi Zhaoming was really interested in were the glamorous girls at nightclubs. His reasons for choosing her were simple: they knew each other inside out, came from similar backgrounds, and their families were destined to join through marriage anyway. Three years of putting up with him earned her nothing but his blatant cheating before their wedding. Nan Qing sent him a breakup text and traveled overnight from Jingbei to Macau. She spent lavishly and drowned her sorrows in alcohol. She also met a man more handsome than Chi Zhaoming, with a physique that put Chi Zhaoming to shame. Afterward, she fled in a panic, only to run into him again on the flight home. The first-class flight attendant respectfully addressed him as Mr. Chi. What a coincidence, he had the same surname as her ex. Nan Qing suddenly felt that something was off. Then those abyss-like eyes turned toward her, and his cool voice sounded like an ice cube dropping into the glass of red wine from that night. "Miss Nan, I'm Chi Jinyu." "Would you like to choose a different marriage partner?" The famous name hit her like thunder, and Nan Qing was stunned. He was the head of the Chi family, Chi Zhaoming's older half-brother. * Chi Zhaoming thought Nan Qing was being unreasonable. He'd only made the same mistake every man in the world makes. He went abroad to have some fun and give her time to cool off. Later, when he saw her in his family's courtyard, he planned to coax her as usual. But before he could approach, he froze in place. Nan Qing's hand was clasped in a large, slender hand. The man wore a Chinese-style shirt. He was handsome and refined, with deep-set eyes. There was a rare warmth in his usually distant gaze. "Aren't you cold?" Nan Qing shook her head and nestled obediently into his arms. The expression on Chi Zhaoming's face froze completely. The world swayed. He felt himself falling into an abyss. The man merely glanced over at him, calm and unhurried. "Zhaoming, call her sister-in-law." Theme: Learn to treat yourself well.