Falling

Ye Lanbing had been dating her senior for years. Just after she was promoted to associate professor, her senior turned around and married a man.

Heartbroken, she ran to a bar and cried her eyes out. She planned to drink herself into oblivion and stay up all night. Through the haze, she seemed to feel someone gently supporting her, followed by a surprised sigh.

“Miss.”

The woman called to her. “You’re drunk. Please get up.”

After a moment’s thought, she took a few bills from her handbag and offered them to Ye Lanbing, giving her a solemn reassurance. “Everyone runs into difficulties in life. This will pass.”

Huh?

What was going on? Did the woman think she’d lost money investing in stocks? Or was she some kindhearted Bodhisattva who handed out cash to strangers?

Ye Lanbing was so drunk she could barely think. Leaning against the woman, she laughed and asked, “Are you rich?”

“Then buy me the Chinese Academy of Sciences.”

Wen Nianhua: ?

#When an old flame reignites

#A seemingly proper and sweet, but actually mischievous and cheeky, innocent professor × a gentle, serious, old-school businesswoman

#A light, fluffy, no-brainer romance to heal you, me, and her

#A fresh take on the classic marriage-first, love-later trope

When Wen Nianhua turned thirty, her elders began urging her to get married, setting her up with men and women from all over the country. She politely turned them all down.

Eventually, her elders couldn’t hold back any longer. “Niannian, what kind of person are you even looking for?”

The beautiful, refined woman sat in her car, watching raindrops slide down the window. She thought that some people didn’t need a partner, and would never feel lonely living on their own.

“Thank you for your concern, but I’m committed to staying single. Romance is too much trouble for me,” she replied at the time.

Later, she tilted Ye Lanbing’s chin up and kissed her, their passion rising. The alluring woman hooked an arm around her neck, her eyes shining as she laughed breathlessly. “What should I call you now?”

“Ms. Wen, or Chairwoman Wen?” Her voice was sweet, every word sounding like flirtation.

“Either is fine.”

Wen Nianhua heard the teasing in her voice and lowered her gaze with a smile. “But if I could choose, I’d rather you call me your wife.”

A few notes:

1. Primarily from the bottom’s perspective.

2. The top is older.

3. Same-sex marriage is legal in this setting.

4. The top is 36, the bottom is 29, with a seven-year age gap.

5. Both have had relationships before.

6. The protagonists aren’t perfect and have their own flaws.

Theme: Building a beautiful home