The cool, fragile doctor who becomes a male model x the dazzling, forthright, rich-as-sin CEO
The night Ye Chan was dragged out to a club by her friends, she immediately spotted a man sitting silently in the corner, so handsome he could steal your soul.
A male model.
When a customer booked him, he would only touch his glass when drinking, and would turn cold the moment anyone got handsy. Yet he was the most expensive one there, like a beautiful, delicious fruit platter that was too exquisite to eat, good only for feasting your eyes on.
Naturally, Ye Chan wanted to give it a try.
Her friends all warned her that a man like him was trouble: a gambling father, a sick mother, a younger sister in school, and a broken him. Talk to him for two minutes and you'd realize he had no choice but to wait for you to rescue him from his life of degradation.
So what? As it happened, she had money to burn. She wasn't afraid of him being a gold digger, only of him being too proud to take it. Ye Chan waved a hand and transferred three hundred thousand yuan. She thought she could make this platter of chilled fruit lean in for a kiss, but it didn't budge.
For several days in a row, he kept her coming back to the club. She ordered bottle after bottle of outrageously expensive foreign liquor. She spent three hundred thousand to see him once, and she saw him three times.
Even a stone should have cracked after being pelted with that much money.
But on the fourth visit, Ye Chan didn't see him. He'd made enough money, quit, and left behind only a phone number and a hospital address.
The willing take the bait.
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Many years later, happily married, Ye Chan was asked in an interview why she'd chosen her husband. Her heartfelt answer was posted online and mocked for two whole months.
She said, "Because he's handsome."
At the time, Ye Chan was nestled in the arms of a beauty who was feeding her fruit. Scrolling on her phone, she complained about the unscrupulous media:
"Being attracted by someone's looks is only human nature. What's wrong with that?"
Xie Yuan smiled and wiped the juice from the corner of her lips, looking every inch the virtuous, gentle spouse. Ye Chan narrowed her eyes at his smug expression and pressed him relentlessly:
"I answered. So why did you choose me?"
Xie Yuan lifted his beautiful brows, so calm he seemed unfazed by anything. He gently rested his chin on Ye Chan's shoulder, his tone innocent and sincere.
"As you can see, I have a gambling father, a sick mother, a younger sister in school, and I'm broken."
He sighed and kissed her. "So you're the only one who can save me."
One wanted money, the other wanted beauty. They really were made for each other.
That's what Ye Chan thought helplessly.
But salvation and redemption go hand in hand, and he wasn't the only one who was broken.
She redeemed the rest of his life, and he pieced himself back together, saving the real her from the chaos.
Theme: Human nature