I Have a Marriage Contract

[Coming soon: Little Snowball and the Big Iceberg. A truly cheerful and naive snowball bottom x a fake iceberg, sharp-tongued but soft-hearted top. Blurb at the end. Give it a favorite, please~]

Blurb:

[A sunny, straightforward top saves a cool, sensitive beauty bottom]

When Jiang Zaihan's grandmother passed away, she left him a marriage contract.

The paper was yellowed, the handwriting messy, and it didn't clearly say who the other party was.

Jiang Zaihan didn't take it seriously.

As an illegitimate son, rejected by his father and unloved by his mother, what girl would ever like him?

Still, that scrap of paper wasn't completely useless. At least it helped Jiang Zaihan brush off his endless stream of pursuers:

I'm already engaged.

Fu Que was one of them.

But he probably thought meeting someone from home in a foreign country was a rare stroke of luck. He took the rejection in stride with a smile, then carried on following Jiang Zaihan around.

He was also quite interested in Jiang Zaihan's engagement.

"Professor Jiang, when did you get engaged? Who's the other person? Can a marriage without love really be happy?"

"There is love," Jiang Zaihan said, helplessly making it up. "We were childhood sweethearts, made for each other, passionately in love, and inseparable."

Fu Que had only just reached the legal age for marriage when he suddenly found out he had a fiance.

A PhD, no less!

He pictured his grandaunt's PhD: the receding hairline, the vacant gaze behind thick lenses, the belly from sitting around all day...

Fu Que slammed his fist on the table in fury:

What is this, an arranged marriage dictated by parents and matchmakers in this day and age?!

Feudal trash!

He stormed off to find his fiance...

Thick, glossy black hair with a slight natural curl, the kind you just want to run your fingers through;

Rounded almond-shaped eyes, their outer corners curving beautifully when he smiled, strangely alluring;

A slim back and narrow waist, like you could hold him in place with both hands...

Call off the engagement?

The traditions passed down by our ancestors must have a reason!

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Yuan Ai is a snowball from the Alps.

As the snow cover shrinks at a startling rate and one friend after another melts away, Yuan Ai has no choice but to pack a little schoolbag and go find a human named Zhou Yan.

Because everyone says Zhou Yan is an iceberg.

Guaranteed cold.

A snowball has to snuggle up to an iceberg to survive.

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Zhou Yan took over the family business at a young age. He grew up caught in the ruthless struggle for power, taciturn and vicious, with a heart as cold as frost. He's the famous iceberg CEO of Yancheng.

Zhou Yan is used to the fearful or fawning looks people give him.

Then a boy with pale skin and light blue curls walks into the Zhou Group building. His eyes are clear as water, and he stares at Zhou Yan as if he's looking at the most precious treasure in the world.

The boy excitedly grabs his hand, his cheeks turning rosy:

"Hello, are you an iceberg?"

A cheap trick.

That won't work on me at all...

So soft.

Damn it.

It's working.

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At first, Yuan Ai thinks the iceberg is incredibly stingy.

He won't let him snuggle or rub against him. He even kicks Yuan Ai out of the office for trying to sit around and enjoy the air conditioning!

But the iceberg has a gigantic freezer at home, big enough for Yuan Ai to stretch out, roll around, and do backflips in. So Yuan Ai decides to keep on trying, and never leave.

When Zhou Yan is bullied by his family elders, Yuan Ai rushes in to take the beating for him.

Snowballs aren't afraid of pain. A few pats, and he recovers.

When Zhou Yan is poisoned by a business rival, Yuan Ai spots it at once.

Snowballs have an extraordinary sense for water.

When Zhou Yan recalls playing in the snow with his grandfather as a child, he shows a rare trace of nostalgia.

Yuan Ai's nose stings, and tears start plopping down...

The next second, it snows all over the world.

The UN weather agency issues frantic warnings: Abnormal weather!

Yuan Ai sniffles and says quietly, "Oops, forgot to mention. When we snowballs cry... it snows heavily."

Later, the iceberg finally gives in, and Yuan Ai happily leans against him...

The rumors were wrong!

A colossal mistake!

The iceberg isn't cold at all. He's burning hot, dangerously so.

If Yuan Ai doesn't run, he'll melt.

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