Name: Love Poems by Homing Pigeon
Author: Kou Er

Synopsis

* Heiress of a wealthy family x aloof, celibate man in power

* Modern setting | Contract marriage | Sweet romance

1,

The eldest daughter of the Ming family had always had life go her way, except when it came to love.

In high school, she openly fell for a boy and pursued him with great enthusiasm. But when she confessed, he merely raised his eyes and said coolly, "Sorry, you're not my type."

Her self-esteem shattered into pieces.

She blocked him, deleted his contact, and went abroad, vanishing without a trace for years.

When she finally returned, her grandfather dragged her back to the family to marry for business. Ming Yu resisted with all her might and slapped the table in anger. "Blind dates are like buying pork by the pound. If I have to pick someone either way, then this young lady will pick the handsomest porker!"

The incomparably refined man across from her lifted his eyes. His pupils were dark, and his indifferent expression held a hint of amusement. "Pork?"

That cool, handsome face looked familiar. Who else could it be but the man she'd secretly loved throughout all three years of high school?

His tone was mocking. "It's been years. Have you forgotten who I am, Miss Ming?"

Ming Yu: "..."

H-help, somebody help me!

2,

The media once photographed Pei Yannan in a bespoke, perfectly tailored suit, boarding a private jet surrounded by bodyguards. The man lowered his gaze to straighten his tie, a cool gray Earl watch peeking out from beneath his cuff. He looked distinguished and nonchalant.

The newspaper put him on its front page, calling him "the man at the helm of the Pei financial empire, the dream of countless young women."

News that he had suddenly agreed to an arranged marriage naturally sparked endless speculation and heated discussion.

To protect her own interests, Ming Yu took the initiative and had Pei Yannan sign a prenuptial agreement, laying out three rules for their marriage.

After the wedding, Pei Yannan frequently traveled back and forth to Hong Kong for business. She could only see him on giant LED screens. In private, too, their interactions never went beyond the surface.

Only when the sparks occasionally flew did traces of desire appear between his brows, as cold and lonely as a mountain peak.

Neither of them ever mentioned how she'd once pursued him relentlessly, only to be rejected. They simply understood without a word.

Ming Yu heard the gossip about his private life circulating in their social circle. Everyone said her position as Mrs. Pei was little more than a title, and all sorts of rumors kept growing louder.

She'd had enough of this stagnant life. She thought that once the storm passed, she'd ask him for a divorce.

3,

Then, at a business dinner, they attended an auction together.

A glamorous, popular actress sat beside Pei Yannan with a glass of wine in hand, acting intimately and hinting that she wanted the antique Chaumet crown-style sapphire necklace.

The rare natural sapphire was one of a kind, worth a fortune. A mysterious tycoon had bought it for the enormous sum of 190 million a week earlier, and everyone guessed it had gone to the Pei financial empire.

Quite a few people, treating it as nothing unusual, teased her and cast knowing glances her way.

Ming Yu swallowed her humiliation.

To her surprise, an auction attendant approached and respectfully waited at her side, carrying a case containing the precious jewelry. Pei Yannan calmly took Ming Yu's hand. His palm was warm, and his voice was deep and measured, its cool tone carrying a touch of indulgent affection.

"Sorry, the necklace belongs to my wife. I'm henpecked."

That night, the screen in the room glowed.

The man pinned Ming Yu into the sofa and kissed her until her lashes were damp. Her body trembled as she pushed at him. "Y-you've lost your mind..."

Pei Yannan's shirt collar was half-open. His palm stroked her bare, pale back as he bent down to give her a long, deep kiss. His voice was husky and indistinct.

"Baby, look at me. Don't hide. Let me kiss you a little longer."

[Little Bonus Scene]

Ming Yu once wandered into Pei Yannan's study by mistake. A few old, unsigned love letters fell from a drawer, filled with tender love poems in Cantonese.

She had assumed they belonged to some secret lover of his. She hadn't asked about them, just put them back where they'd been.

Who could have guessed that one day the letters would go missing, and the poems on them would be exposed by the media, unleashing a torrent of malicious speculation?

While Ming Yu was caught in the middle of the controversy and rumors ran rampant, the young CEO at the helm of the Pei family logged into his long-dormant Weibo account.

[@PeiYannan: Love poems to coax Mrs. Pei. She's shy and doesn't want to make a fuss. Please forgive us for making you all witness this.]

The onlookers who'd been waiting for a show: ???

What kind of romantic game is this? Some high-level play between a wealthy power couple?!!!

*

Only later did she realize that the sweet nothings Pei Yannan had seemed to say merely out of duty were all sincere.

On the nights when she slept soundly, he carefully kept the letters he'd placed on carrier pigeons but never sent.

"She is radiant, passionate, and free. She is the blue rose he tenderly cherishes."

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Reader's Note:

1. Thirty percent second chance at love, seventy percent marriage first, love later.

2. Bright, pampered heiress x refined, steady daddy.

3. Chaumet antique crown-style necklace: a symbol of being crowned by love.