The Deep Sea Loves the Little Mermaid (The Cane-Wielding Big Shot)

Disabled Daddy CEO x Sweet, Soft-Spoken Secretary

Pregnancy before love / Age gap / Mutual pampering

Jiang Zhiyu learned from a young age to read the room, and always watched her words and actions. No one could have imagined that the model good girl would suddenly be discovered with a baby bump.

Jiang Zhiyu had been timid all her life. She was reckless just that once.

Yan An, a genius architect, made a name for himself at a young age in the industry. He was reserved and aloof, and as famous as his striking looks was the rosewood cane he always kept by his side. Like the man himself, it was the perfect blend of elegance and strength.

Yan An was cold-hearted and had never considered marriage. Even when rumors were at their peak, Jiang Zhiyu knew exactly where she stood.

The woman's eyes were calm as she said, "Don't worry. I'll take care of the baby..."

Before the words "get rid of it" could leave her lips, the rosewood cane struck the marble floor with a sharp clack.

Yan An lifted her chin with his long, finely shaped fingers. His voice was dark and cold. "It's my child. What are you planning to do?"

*

Yan An had suffered a devastating blow in his youth. Hardened by experience, he stood apart from the world, proud and aloof. On Jiang Zhiyu's first day reporting to his design studio, his former assistant arrived with a large group of people, shouting and smashing expensive porcelain across the floor. They cursed Yan An, saying his name was just as "filthy and dark."

He looked unwell then, his lips pale. Just as someone was about to hurl an electronic distance meter at his head, the slender girl stepped in front of him.

"You can still settle this privately if you stop now."

Yan An had never known what it felt like to be helped by someone. He lifted his eyes to the unfamiliar girl.

She was delicate and seemed very well-behaved, yet there was a strength in her eyes that seemed to come from nowhere. Her fingers trembled, but she still stood firmly in front of him. Her hair swished across Yan An's lips, and swept across his desolate heart as well.

*

Later, those beautiful eyes would show their other side, full of coy sweetness, only when she was looking at Yan An.

One day, after a design meeting, Yan An came back utterly exhausted. Jiang Zhiyu suddenly covered his eyes.

"You broke your promise. You have to be punished."

Yan An laughed helplessly. "What did I do this time?" He pulled her into his arms.

Jiang Zhiyu brushed her fingertips over the dark circles beneath his eyes. "You didn't take good care of yourself. That's why you're being punished."

Yan An caught her hand. "Have you decided how you're going to punish me?"

In the end, Jiang Zhiyu was the one who ended up sobbing as she bit his shoulder. "I'm punishing you, not myself."

*

Rumors said that Jiang Zhiyu, well-behaved on the surface but supposedly cunning beneath it, had miscalculated. How could Yan An, a man so shrewd, let himself be held back by a child?

But at the grandest celebration the architecture industry had ever seen, Yan An, who had always refused to let people see him in a wheelchair, was holding their child and patiently soothing them to sleep, while Jiang Zhiyu leisurely helped herself to the buffet.

After making a round of the food, she came over, eyes half closed. "I'm sleepy too."

Yan An moved their little Yu to one side and opened his other arm. "Then come over and sleep for a while."

People still said it was all just an act to help Yan An save face. But near the end of the banquet, their little Yu spit up, and Jiang Zhiyu accidentally broke the glass baby bottle in her panic.

Everyone saw the usually composed, reserved man rush over without even bothering with his crutch.

"Don't touch it. I'll take care of it."

The legendary figure of architecture, a man everyone revered, knelt before his wife and carefully wiped the milk splashed on the tip of her shoe.

Yan An's love was as deep as the sea, and he reserved all his indulgence and affection for Zhiyu alone.

1. Sweet domestic life after pregnancy, marriage, and having a baby. Double the sweetness!

SC, HE. The male lead really is disabled. When he is sick, he walks with a slight limp, though when he tries to tough it out, you can hardly tell.

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