/Blurb/
A few days before final exams in her third year of university, Jiang Kelan turned twenty and asked for leave to go back home, saying she had to attend a wedding.
Her own wedding. She was the bride.
Two prominent families in Haiyun City were joining through marriage. The groom crashed his car that very day, broke a bone, and attended the wedding in a cast.
After the ceremony, Jiang Kelan rushed back to school to take her exams.
That night, Si Mingcheng sent her the location of a villa near the university: [If we're going to put on an act, we have to commit. I'll be waiting for you at our marital home.]
Seven years later, Jiang Kelan, head of her company, was besieged by shareholders at a board meeting. Everyone said she had no chance of coming back, and they were eager to watch her sink to rock bottom.
That night, Si Mingcheng sent her a location: [Want to talk about your company's future? And my future? I'll be waiting for you at our marital home.]
The company came back from the brink, and Si Mingcheng became its second-in-command. On workdays, employees often saw the deputy boss waiting outside the office building for the boss to finish work, personally picking her up and dropping her off, come rain or shine.
At a get-together over drinks, Jiang Kelan introduced Si Mingcheng to a friend. The friend exclaimed, "So this is the ex-husband you called a heartless, crazy lion?"
The crazy lion of an ex-husband remained calm, took Jiang Kelan's delicate hand, and smiled debonairly. "We're getting remarried."
At home, he pounced on her like a lion tackling its prey, then looked at her with a lion's guileless sincerity and asked indignantly, "Who's heartless?"
Jiang Kelan dropped the cool, aloof mask she'd worn around other people for more than twenty years, looped her arms around his neck, and said coquettishly, "Me. I'm heartless."
/Confession/
Si Mingcheng's eyes blazed with wild, sincere passion. "Jiang Kelan, if your heart can't be melted, I'll become Antarctica for you."
Jiang Kelan's lashes fluttered, her expression seductive and calculating. "If you think I'm cold, why not come and hold me?"
Debonair, hot-tempered race-car driver hero vs. seemingly sweet but actually calculating CEO heroine
Theme: You protect your world, and I'll protect you
