The Warmhearted Daughter-in-Law of a Wealthy Family

[Heroine’s synopsis]: * Jiang Jin is trying out married life. Before the trial marriage: Her father said, “Yan Shaoqing has a postdoctoral degree. Watch what you say and do.” Her mother said, “You don’t like him anyway. Why not give him to your older sister?” Her younger brother said, “You shamelessly stole the man my eldest sister loves.” Her older sister said, “Why couldn’t you have come back a month later?” Jiang Jin didn’t understand. She had already been seventeen years late, so late that the entire Jiang family had completely forgotten she existed. She had been so late that her adopted sister had taken her place and received seventeen years of affection. She had even been so late that the man betrothed to her since birth had nearly become someone else’s groom. How much later did they expect her to be? Jiang Jin curved her lips into a smile. “Grandpa Yan, I’ll work hard to become worthy of Brother Shaoqing.” She thought she was only saying it out of spite. Little did she know that when they met again, she would discover he was the big brother she had missed so dearly for nearly ten years. Lost at the age of two, she went from a rich family’s heiress to a street beggar. A massage parlor worker took her in and raised her for seventeen years. Now she is back with her family, determined to become the most celebrated socialite in high society. * [Hero’s synopsis] He is Yan Shaoqing, the third young master of the Yan family: refined and upright, with exceptional looks, and the youngest professor of neurosurgery in the country. Everyone knows who he is. All because he is still single at twenty-seven. The daughters of every prominent family are desperate to marry into the Yan family, unaware that this distinguished young master was betrothed at birth. All he has to do in this life is remain chaste and wait for one person to grow up. Before their trial marriage, Yan Shaoqing had seen his future wife twice. The first time, he was eight and she was eight months old. He stood by her bed and watched her crawl around with her bottom in the air. Amused, he traced his name on the sole of her foot with his finger and laughed. “Big Brother’s stamping you with his mark.” The second time, he was eighteen and she was ten. He saw her sneaking around and stealing something by the side of the road. Feeling sorry for her, he took her hand and slipped her a hundred yuan. “Good children don’t steal.” He always remembered the first encounter, but had long since forgotten the second. He never imagined that the little girl whose foot he had tickled would regard that second meeting as the moment that saved her life. * [He couldn’t be part of her turbulent past, but he was determined to take charge of her bright and flourishing future. To stay by her side was the most moving declaration of love.]