After years as sworn enemies, their grudges had run deep. Wen Xiangzhu never imagined she would one day start plotting to marry Shi Bingyan.
That day, snow blanketed the world. A few winter birds perched in a pomegranate tree beneath the clouds. Shi Bingyan came to visit Wen Xiangzhu's maternal grandfather, but after a single cup of tea, she pulled him into her room by the light of a lantern.
As the lamplight flickered, Shi Bingyan's patience was nearly exhausted, yet he calmly tapped the edge of the table, waiting for her explanation.
A moment later.
"Men and women shouldn't be so familiar with each other, especially when we're in this kind of relationship." Her tender eyes gazed at him, her tone cool but teasing. "President Wen, tell me. What do you want?"
Wen Xiangzhu let out a breath.
She looked at the handsome man before her. Just a few days ago, they had slept together, only to turn red-faced and part on bad terms after discovering they were bidding on the same project.
"Let's get married."
In the quiet of the heavy snowfall, she heard how casually she was pretending to speak. "You and me."
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