Fu Ye often thought Wen Cong was a dull, boring block of wood. Maybe all Betas were like that: mediocre, ordinary, like a glass of boiled water left out too long, colorless and tasteless with a hint of bitterness. He couldn't summon the slightest interest in him.
It was a business marriage, a matter of mutual compromise. In the years after the wedding, aside from necessary exchanges and conversations, Fu Ye barely got to know Wen Cong.
But life had to go on, Fu Ye thought. Wen Cong's body pleased him far more than the person himself. He was obedient, never defied Fu Ye, and was sensible and compliant. A wife like that made life easy for him. She was a little boring, but he could put up with that.
Fu Ye should have gone on spending the rest of his life with this forgettable person. But one day, Wen Cong came to him and said he had fallen in love with someone else. He wanted a divorce.
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Wen Cong had loved an unreachable person with the fervor of a moth flying into a flame ever since high school. He came from a humble background, lived under someone else's roof, and was pushed into becoming a tool for a marriage alliance. So when he learned his intended spouse was Fu Ye, he could hardly describe how happy he was.
The wild flame of his secret love caught fire again. It burned brighter and brighter for three years, five months, and three days, until at last it burned him to ashes, leaving nothing behind.
Fu Ye knew nothing of Wen Cong's feelings for him, because this secret love was Fu Wenxin's private affair alone. So on the day his secret love came to an end, Wen Cong could quietly draw a line under the relationship in his own heart.
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Later, someone else came into Wen Cong's life, an ordinary person with whom he could build a steady life together.
Fu Ye, however, was consumed by jealousy as if he had gone mad.
Gentle, slow-witted Beta × jealous, scheming Alpha
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A marriage-first, love-later story with a groveling-for-forgiveness arc.
Theme: Cathartic fun
