The Crazy Heiress's Guide to Taming Her Wife

After Lu Lanmeng injures her leg, the Western hospital recommends a family doctor who has just returned from Hong Kong.

Wen Qingci is beautiful, has a lovely voice, and is highly skilled. She never hurts Lu Lanmeng, but always wears a cold expression.

She's gentle with people and smiles at dogs, but ignores her superior, Lu Lanmeng.

As the one paying her salary, Lu Lanmeng is annoyed, so she takes great pleasure in making Wen Qingci run around for her.

"Come here and feed me."

"Take off my shoes."

"My leg hurts. Carry me over there."

Later, Lu Lanmeng discovers that Wen Qingci's family is buried in debt. She was forced to quit school and work to pay it off, supporting her widowed sister-in-law and little niece.

Maybe the cold beauty is unhappy because she's too poor.

So the young heiress begins her plan to give her money.

"From now on, tell me stories about Hong Kong every evening. I'll add ten silver dollars to your salary."

"Sister-in-law, I have a job for you. It pays twenty silver dollars a month, with room and board. You and your daughter can move in next door."

"Little niece, it's hard to get time in the school practice rooms, and you have nowhere to practice after class. I'll leave this Pleyel piano here for you. Play as long as you like."

Her brother's death is connected to the Lu family.

Lu Lanmeng is notorious in Ancheng as a wicked woman, and her younger brother is a pretty boy who harbors improper feelings for her brother.

Wen Qingci loathes Lu Lanmeng. Even if she so much as touches her, she has to wash her hands thoroughly in hot water, scrubbing until her skin turns red.

But later, her heart begins to rebel, though she doesn't know when it started.

"Why are you standing so far away? Get on the bed."

"I won't take advantage of you for nothing. You can touch me back. I'm soft, too..."

The young heiress's sweet, seductive voice stirs the demon in her heart.

The conspicuous red marks on the young woman's neck, traces left behind after she'd been intimate with someone else, make jealousy surge through Wen Qingci.

That sourness seeps straight from the roots of her teeth into her heart.

Wen Qingci still appears cold and aloof, but no one knows that inside, she's rotted into a bubbling mass of green, sour sludge.

She understands all too clearly how shameful her thoughts are.

She wants Lu Lanmeng.

She wants to touch her.

She wants to keep her.

She wants to hold her in her arms.

She wants to welcome the tongue Lu Lanmeng slips into her mouth.

The heat in her ears spreads to her cheeks, a faint blush appearing against her cool, pale complexion.

As the young heiress teases her day and night, Wen Qingci lowers her voice, its tone touched with self-mockery and cold irritation.

"You really have no shame, do you?"

"Bored? Then go find a man. Why are you coming to me?"

Studying the expression on the face before her, the young heiress's lips curl slightly.

Her voice is sweet and cloying, but dark.

"Are you angry?"

"Then say a few more nasty things to me. I love hearing them..."

An alternate-history Republican-era setting. Everything serves the plot.

Theme: You won't melt, you iceberg? Then I'll hold you and burn with you until we melt into one.