Easy to Fall in Love [Marriage]

New Book: Looks Like You've Fallen into My Hands

Ming Weimo has a childhood betrothal to a man eight years older than her.

When she was twenty, her parents divorced and neither of them wanted her. On a night of torrential rain, an umbrella shielded her from the downpour.

The man before her had the air of a bright moon and a gentle breeze, but the aloofness in his eyes and brows was intimidating.

Her heart, dormant for twenty years, stirred at last. One glance was all it took for her to fall.

**

From the moment they got their marriage certificate, Weimo knew this was a lonely one-sided love. To him, it was simply a promise to fulfill, one of those things a person was supposed to do once they reached a certain age.

So she decided to stop trying.

The heart didn't have to be hers. As long as the man was, that was enough. He was rich, handsome, faithful, and devoted to his work. A man like that was easy to live with.

He would earn money and support the family. She would enjoy herself and play to her heart's content.

As time passed, she almost forgot she was married.

One day, when she got home, she was so startled to see a man lying in her bed that she turned pale.

"Who are you?"

The man turned on the light. His stern face showed no emotion as he replied matter-of-factly, "Your lawful husband."

**

Everyone who knows Rong Chao knows he's an emotionless creature. He doesn't smile or talk, and he doesn't even care about the taste of his food.

He seems to have no preferences.

So when they heard he'd suddenly gotten married, their first thought was that he was just humoring his family.

Later, during a bidding war over a plot of land, Rong Chao was determined to win it, leaving his friend curious.

"I thought you weren't interested in real estate."

"I'm not."

"Then why buy it?"

"My wife likes it."

Excerpts from Ming Weimo's diary:

First day of marriage: My aloof husband doesn't want me touching him. Hmph.

Some time after the wedding: He took a bath and got into bed on his own.

Some time after that: What do I do? My husband is so clingy.

A go-with-the-flow, contented, lazy little sweetheart who lives in the moment VS a cool, composed, steady CEO

Coming next: Looks Like You've Fallen into My Hands

[Rekindled Romance + Mischievous Kiss + Sweet Romance / Cool, Proud Female CEO vs. Proud, Wolfish Male Top-Tier Star]

High summer, cicadas singing, family gathering.

When he was six, Yan Reng cut Ye Liuwan's long hair and took a picture of her crying.

From then on, they became notorious rivals throughout the capital's social circle, each disliking the other.

At twenty-eight, Ye Liuwan gave Yan Reng a luxury car. Overnight, everyone knew that CEO Ye was pursuing top-tier singer Yan Reng.

That night, Yan Reng didn't sleep a wink.

In the dead of night, with heavy snow falling, he smelled a scheme and raced all the way to her doorstep.

The girl was dressed lightly and shivering in the cold wind. She stared at his thick coat, her gaze determined. "I'm cold. Give it to me."

Her soft, almost coquettish tone, her sweet smile, her clear eyes, and her nose reddened by the cold wind were all etched deeply in his mind.

Yan Reng was briefly stunned, then returned to his usual carefree, unruly self. A mischievous smile curled his lips as he said, "Sure, I'll give it to you. Come on, take it off yourself."

He casually spread his arms, betting that she would lose her nerve and call him shameless the very next second.

But the girl tugged at his clothes and said softly, "Listen carefully. I like you."

Ye Liuwan knows Yan Reng saw through her long-planned scheme at a glance, and she knows he's planning to play along and make her cry.

So she throws herself into the act, dating him publicly and making a spectacle of their romance, successfully deceiving all the people she wants to fool.

Until one day, she happens to find a faded photograph in Yan Reng's wallet, seemingly treasured for a long time.

The person in the picture is her.

Message: Bravely pursue true love