A Winter Wedding

Updated daily at 6 p.m. 【One-line blurb: By a twist of fate, I became my ex-boyfriend’s aunt by marriage. And I love it.】 On the rainiest day in Beicheng, Jiang Qian’s boyfriend cheated on her. She stopped her ex-boyfriend’s third uncle’s car and asked, eyes red, “Would you marry me?” The window lowered halfway, revealing a man with refined features and a sharp, angular profile. Just as the rumors claimed, he looked cold and sinister. When he didn’t answer, Jiang Qian steadied her trembling legs and calmed her pounding heart. She listed the many benefits of marrying her. She had barely finished two when the man’s piercing gaze slowly turned to her. In a cool voice, he said, “All right. I’ll marry you.” Jiang Qian’s best friend asked why she insisted on marrying Fu Xiao. Didn’t she know he was a difficult man to deal with? Jiang Qian raised her milk tea, gazed straight ahead, and said firmly, “I want to be my ex-boyfriend’s aunt by marriage.” As luck would have it, Fu Xiao had just walked over and heard her. That night, by the floor-to-ceiling window, the man’s cool, pale fingertips traced behind her ear, brushing against the red mark on her neck. “Last night, when you held me and kissed me, you said you loved me to death.” “Come on. Show me how you love me.” - Not long after Jiang Qian successfully became her ex-boyfriend’s aunt by marriage, she faced a serious problem. Fu Xiao became her direct boss. By day, the man always wore a cold expression and addressed her in a stern voice: “Assistant Jiang.” She also regularly had to endure his biting sarcasm. Her coworkers felt terribly sorry for her, thinking she had it so rough that they urged her to change jobs if she couldn’t take it anymore. Jiang Qian: …I can’t. He’s holding on to my marriage certificate. - Fu Xiao, head of the Fu Group, was cold, sinister, and abstinent, and never went easy on anyone. Yet somehow, Jiang Qian made him break his own rules. He gave all his affection to her. One day, Jiang Qian walked into the CEO’s office with a stack of files. Fu Xiao said coolly, “Close the door.” Jiang Qian turned around with a pained expression and closed it, then lowered the blinds. Her coworkers watched from outside and clicked their tongues. There they go again. Could President Fu stop picking on Assistant Jiang all the time? Inside the office, Fu Xiao really was picking on Jiang Qian. He lifted her onto his lap, pinched her chin between his fingertips, and grazed her lips. “If you don’t announce our marriage soon, you can forget about being my assistant.” Jiang Qian: …Waaah, the boss is picking on me again. Sinister, scheming Beijing power player × soft, teary-eyed assistant Married first, fell in love later | Five-year age gap Heads-up: This is a revised version. The paid chapters start at Chapter 17. Readers who have already subscribed don’t need to subscribe again. Theme: When flowers bloom, butterflies come