In her previous life, Su Qingluo was the daughter of Jinling’s wealthiest family. After losing her parents at a young age, she was forced to seek refuge with her maternal grandmother in the capital, where she was betrothed to her cousin, Lu Yan. But Lu Yan kept a mistress in secret, ultimately causing her death—and the death of her unborn child. ... more>>

In this life, Su Qingluo resolutely broke off the engagement with Lu Yan, only to be pressured by her aunt to marry a dishonorable scoundrel. Just as she was at a loss for what to do, the Grand Secretary, Lu Hengzhi, unexpectedly proposed a fake marriage.

Everyone in the capital knew Lu Hengzhi to be cold and noble, ruthless and sharp, with no interest in women. Rumor had it that a maid once tried to seduce him—and was executed on the spot.

Lu Hengzhi, expression indifferent, said, “We marry for mutual benefit. In three to five years, I’ll set you free.”

With nowhere else to turn, Su Qingluo gritted her teeth and agreed. But not long after the wedding, Lu Hengzhi pulled her into his arms. Her voice trembled: “Wasn’t this supposed to be a fake marriage…”

Lu Hengzhi raised an eyebrow. “If false becomes real—why not?” <<less

On the day her ex-boyfriend abandoned her, heavy snow fell over Beicheng.... more>>

Zhong Xiran stood in the endless whiteness, her body stiff with cold, until Qi Sinian appeared and pulled her into his car.

In his calm voice, he said:

“Breakups happen. You and he were never a perfect match anyway.”

Later, they married for family interests, becoming husband and wife in name only.

One day, Zhong Xiran suddenly asked him:

“Then who do you think I’d be a perfect match with?”

Qi Sinian, sitting on the sofa with a magazine, looked up at her:

“You’re already mine. Why would I let you be a match with anyone else?”

“…”

It wasn’t until much later that Zhong Xiran realized,

Qi Sinian had secretly loved her for a very long time. <<less