Blessed by Marriage

When Yun You first met Bo Sinian, it was at an engagement banquet.

The man wore a white Zhongshan suit embroidered with green bamboo. He was refined and gentle as he walked alongside her aunt-in-law.

A perfect match, they said, and congratulations poured in like a tide.

Back then, someone had pushed her into the pool, leaving her in a sorry state. He had ordered a servant to bring her a blanket.

Beneath the brilliant sunshine, she looked up at the raised platform. Of all the people around her, he alone seemed bathed in a warm golden glow.

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Five years later, they met again at a clubhouse halfway up the mountain.

The man wore a black Zhongshan suit embroidered with a black dragon. He looked lean and stern, and now carried a black-and-gold cane in his left hand.

He brushed past her at the entrance, got into a Maybach, and disappeared into the boundless rain and mist.

Her old, beat-up motorcycle was not allowed inside, and she arrived five minutes late to park. Their blind date ended on a sour note.

Yun You smiled without a word. The gap between their social standings was too great, and she had never expected much anyway.

*

They had been married for nine months before Bo Sinian announced the wedding, and the bride was from a junior generation.

Society was in an uproar. Everyone said he was only doing what his family wanted, and that the marriage would not last.

Especially after they heard that Yun You was an easygoing painter.

After all, Bo Sinian was extremely meticulous, scheduling every second of his day with precision.

But people waited and waited for the couple to split, only to see Bo Sinian leave work earlier and earlier and attend fewer and fewer social engagements.

His childhood friend was curious and asked him about it. As usual, Bo Sinian was too busy to answer.

But ask him, "Why is the last line of your schedule covered in cartoon animals?"

And Bo Sinian would briefly set work aside, his eyes gentle. "My wife gets to decide when I finish work."

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- I spent the first half of my life following every rule. You alone are the rebellion that came late to my youth.

Powerful fox vs. art student bunny

Marriage Before Love by contract | Old house catches fire | Long-planned love

- He is 29 and she is 23. His engagement to her aunt-in-law was purely for business. One-on-one, both are devoted only to each other, happy ending.

- The male lead had minimally invasive surgery on his right leg. He can walk without a cane (and has amazing stamina, ahem).

Coming soon: "Slow to Warm Up [Marriage Before Love]". Please add it to your favorites!

Charity gala.

Men and women alike competed for a chance to meet Ji Qingci, the legendary businessman who rarely graced such events with his presence.

Only Ye Ningyue paid him no attention at all.

Ji's mother remembered her son wanted someone who would not cling to him. Why not pick her?

After hearing this, Ji Qingci casually swirled his glass of red wine and gave a cold snort.

Was she really paying him no attention?

That night, the drizzle fell without end. He patiently took care of her all night, only to wake up and find nothing beside him but 200 yuan.

No wonder she went out of her way to avoid him whenever she saw him.

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Ji Qingci had only one requirement for a partner: don't cling to me.

Ye Ningyue could not have been happier. After their wedding, she kept as far away from him as possible.

In the eyes of outsiders, he was elegant and refined, a generous supporter of charity. Beneath the Buddhist prayer beads of red sandalwood on his wrist was even a tattoo of a red lotus.

What they did not know was that the lotus covered a scar, and he had carved that scar into himself.

She was afraid.

But later, emergency blankets would mysteriously appear in her hiking pack.

On snowy winter nights, a tall figure would show up outside her studio every evening, holding an umbrella and knocking on the door.

He looked at her, his gaze icy.

"If I don't come pick you up, you don't know when to leave work. I think you just don't want to come home."

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[Even the finest bloom can be worn down by time, but your endless summer will never fade]

Theme: The sun always comes out after the storm.