Let Her Be Proud

A stuffy, aloof finance magnate with the bearing of a lofty flower vs. a bright, sweet designer with a dry sense of humor

#Marriage First, Love Later

#Slow Burn

1.

The day after graduating from the Royal College of Art, Liang Qingmei learned that her family had gone bankrupt. Their factories, villa, sports cars, and savings were all seized to pay off their debts, and they were still left owing tens of millions.

Three options lay before her:

One: Use the useless art she'd learned to paint and earn money selling her work on the street.

Two: Enter show business and make quick money with her looks.

Three: Marry for the sake of an alliance.

The third option sounded simple, but was the hardest of all.

After going on blind dates with one bizarre rich second-generation heir after another, all fat and empty-headed, Liang Qingmei finally broke down. Drinking alone outside a fountain hotel, she burst into an utterly unladylike sob. Suddenly, someone stopped in front of her.

The man was tall and slender, with a cool, refined bearing, restrained and dignified as an ink painting.

He lowered his eyes to look at her and asked, "What are you doing?"

Liang Qingmei pointed at her tear-streaked face. "Are you blind? Can't you see I'm crying?!"

Fu Sijue: "..."

2.

Fu Sijue, a finance magnate in Beicheng, was both noble and handsome, as pristine and untouchable as a flower growing on a lofty peak.

As the head of the Fu Group, he was ruthless and decisive in business. The old families of Beicheng both scorned his cold-bloodedness and hoped their younger relatives could get close to him, bringing boundless benefits to their families.

Then one day, everyone was stunned to receive an invitation to the wedding of Fu Sijue and Liang Qingmei, the destitute daughter of the bankrupt Liang family.

Several months into the marriage, his friend Sheng Zhuoyao asked about his new wife.

The man's expression turned displeased. Sheng Zhuoyao thought he'd touched a nerve and was wondering how to change the subject when he heard the man ask, "I made her angry. How do I make it up to her?"

Sheng Zhuoyao nearly fell off his chair.

3.

Fu Sijue had always known that Liang Qingmei was good at acting cute and sweet with her family, friends, teachers, and classmates. He had never thought much of it, until one day, he became the one she was acting sweet with.

*In my heart, I wish you belonged to me alone.

Theme: How could love leave one unmoved? Adapted from a poem by Wang Guozhen: How could love leave one unmoved?

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"Is Secretary Yu Quitting Today?"

[A workaholic heroine who only cares about earning money vs. a crybaby CEO with OCD who can hear other people's thoughts]

Yu Wan was a hardworking employee who toiled from eight in the morning until nine at night. Before she could even buy a little home of her own, she suddenly died and became the personal assistant to the CEO male lead in a romance novel.

Looking at the handsome CEO before her, tall and long-legged with a chiseled face, Yu Wan swallowed hard.

But the CEO had a terrible temper, and was violent and vicious by nature.

He would send a proposal back two or three dozen times rather than let anyone revise it; his cleanliness obsession was so bad that after shaking someone's hand, he had to wipe his hands with disinfectant wipes; his phone had to be on twenty-four hours a day, and he had to arrive within fifteen minutes whenever something came up. He demanded the best in everything, from food and clothes to housing and transportation, and flew into a rage whenever anything displeased him.

The 108th time Yu Wan wanted to slap the proposal in her hands across his face, she still held back because of the generous salary. After all, the boss was the sky, the boss was the earth, and she was just a little brick, ready to be carried wherever she was needed.

But after carrying things around for a while, how did she end up moving into the boss's house?

Yu Wan: ?? Something's not right.

*

Fu Zhiyao had a special ability.

He could hear the thoughts of anyone within three meters of him. Whoever came within that range could not escape the truth-revealing effect.

Everyone's thoughts made him feel sick and irritated. Then he met an exception: Yu Wan, the new personal assistant at his company.

When he was scolding her, she was distracted.

He snapped, "What are you thinking about?!"

Yu Wan: "What to eat for lunch."

Fu Zhiyao: ...

During a business trip, they were stranded at a hotel. Yu Wan stared blankly at a menu flyer, and he snapped again, "What are you thinking about now?"

Yu Wan: "Those pearl sticky rice balls look delicious."

Fu Zhiyao: ...

The things that tormented him seemed no more important to Yu Wan than eating and sleeping. Yet, mysteriously, he did not find her irritating at all. It was as if she had a natural magic that could make time slow down.

Quite a few employees came to Yu Wan to ask how to survive working for the company demon of a CEO.

Yu Wan: ... Um, maybe it's just a working person's professional discipline?

*

When Fu Zhiyao realized he had fallen for Yu Wan, she had just made him cry with frustration. Hiding in the little attic, he messaged his grandmother.

Fu Zhiyao: I like Yu Wan, but she doesn't like me. How should I treat her well?

Grandmother: Spend money on her. Spend lots and lots of money.

Theme: How could love leave one unmoved?