My Husband Is Worth Hundreds of Millions, Yet He Never Comes Home, Hahahaha

A hot topic on Zhihu: "What's the most blissful kind of married life?"

Top comment: "A husband with a car and a house, and whose parents are both dead. Aside from pocket money regularly deposited by the family trust, I never have to see anything connected to him. No mother-in-law, no kids, and practically no husband either (not that...)"

Second-highest comment: "A wife who's gentle and sensible, never makes a fuss or throws a tantrum, and never asks questions even when you don't come home. You each mind your own business. You can focus on your career without elders pressuring you to get married."

Passersby chimed in below: Fate brought you together online! You two in the comments should get together!

Ruan Nian shut off her phone. Getting together was definitely out of the question. Not only was she already married under a contract, she also had another husband in her heart^

Icy, an obscure but mysterious musician who rarely showed his face. Just those long-fingered, well-defined hands were enough to tell you how stunning he was.

Every day, she boosted his rankings, rallied support for him, and checked in at his fan community. She was so obsessed with him that she was completely lovestruck. She had even used the huge allowance her convenient husband gave her to spend her way into becoming Icy's number-one fan!

She was so happy she wished she could go back and add: The best married life is spending your husband's money to support the man you love!

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Lu Linyu was also very satisfied with his contract wife. Just as he'd written in his answer, she never made a fuss or threw tantrums, so he could focus on making music outside the home.

That was until his new song became a huge hit. The company held a meet-and-greet with a die-hard fan who had supported him unwaveringly since his debut.

And then...

He saw his wife, whom he'd met only once since their wedding and who was known for being gentle and shy, entering the private room in elegant, graceful style, wearing exquisite makeup.

After staring him up and down, she solemnly promised him, "Icy, don't worry. As long as my husband doesn't go bankrupt, I'll keep stealing his money to support you!"

Lu Linyu: ...?

Thanks, he felt like something had turned green.

#Online she spoils her husband, offline her husband spoils her · junior TV producer × unflappable musician who watches his cute fan defect to another man#

One day, the second-highest comment on a popular Zhihu question was suddenly updated: "Thanks, everyone. We've been married for two years now, and I get it."

Passersby: ???

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-Icy is the capitalized form of icy, meaning cold as ice.

-No matter how cold the ice is, it melts when it meets you.

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---------Coming soon: Snow in This Life. Please add it to your collection------

The first time Lu Zhansheng saw Xu Chunyi was at a cultural relic restoration studio funded by his grandfather.

Everyone else crowded around him, bowing and fawning. Only she sat quietly in a corner, head bent as she restored a Song Dynasty painting of plum blossoms in the snow.

Her dark hair was held by a plain hairpin, and she wore an apricot-colored qipao. The hand holding her brush was even whiter than the plum blossoms in the painting.

His journalist friend, who had come with him, asked, "What do you think?"

He replied expressionlessly, "It's all right. It just looks too well-behaved."

His friend said, "I meant the painting."

Lu Zhansheng: "..."

Xu Chunyi, who had heard everything: "..."

When he left, though, he inexplicably bought the painting at a high price and took it home.

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The second time Lu Zhansheng saw Xu Chunyi was at his hotel.

Her features were still lovely and refined, but the fingers gripping her glass had turned white from the pressure.

The man sitting opposite her sneered, "You're just some poor painter. What makes you think you can go on a blind date?"

Lu Zhansheng witnessed it all, smiled as he put out his cigarette, then walked over, snatched the glass from Xu Chunyi's hand, and splashed its contents in the man's face.

The man cursed angrily. "What does this have to do with you?"

Lu Zhansheng raised an eyebrow. "She's mine."

Then he glanced at the stunned Xu Chunyi and drawled, "I meant this hotel."

Xu Chunyi: "..."

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Half a month later, news got out that Lu Zhansheng had stolen someone else's blind date and gotten married to her in a flash.

Everyone thought that, given Lu Zhansheng's shameless nature, their marriage would last three months at most.

Then Xu Chunyi's restoration exhibition became a huge success, and his journalist friend came by again to interview them.

The gallery, which opened promptly every day, didn't open for a full half hour past its usual time.

The woman who arrived was still wearing an apricot-colored qipao. But when the breeze lifted its hem

Two unmistakable streaks of dark cyan pigment remained on her snow-white thighs.

The man beside her calmly took off his coat and covered her petite frame. She hurried into his arms, her face red as she complained, "I told you we couldn't do it on the painting table..."

The interview was broadcast live, but the reporter ruthlessly muted everything that came afterward.

#You said he was ordinary#I thought you were my brother, but you treated me like a dog to kill#

Cultural relic restorer × hotel group owner

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