To Break Off the Engagement, I Made the Ice-Cold CEO Cry

Ten years in the army, a million followers.

The day he died in battle, the alarms sounded, the flags flew at half-mast, and the whole nation mourned.

Zhang Ruoyu glanced at the TV, where his own state funeral was being broadcast, then turned to his domineering fiancee, who was pressuring him to marry her. "Want to marry me? Then we need to set three ground rules."

"First, you can't fall in love with me over time."

"Second, we can share a room, but not a bed."

"Third, don't get in the way of my search for true love. If the truth comes out, cover for me."