Ji Xiang — an older, financially independent, and single Beta who’s happily living his own life.

He has long accepted that it’s okay, even if he never gets married in this lifetime. But he can never escape the interrogation of his aunts and uncles every New Year, and eventually got forced by his parents into going on numerous blind dates.

— Every time, it’s either the delicate Omegas who look down on Betas, arrogant and average Alphas who think too highly of themselves, or other Betas, who don’t click with him.

Ji Xiang is about to lose his mind. Faced with these endless blind dates and his parents’ tearful, guilt-tripping pleas, he finally decides to flip the script: go in aggressive, act crazy, and scare the other party off before they even get a chance to reject him.

So, when Ji Xiang is sitting across from an Alpha whose expression had already turned as dark as the bottom of a burnt pot as he launched into a dramatic monologue:

“If we are going to get married, you need to at least have three cars, six apartments, 100,000 yuan in savings, and a 1million yuan dowry.”

Yang Chaosheng appears, just like a god descending from the heavens.

He squeezes past the Alpha who just cursed Ji Xiang for being insane, placing a bunch of house deeds, bank cards, a ring of car keys, and a dowry list long enough to wrap around the Ji family’s house three times in front of Ji Xiang.

Then with a solemn and courteous expression, he asked:

“Hello. I meet the requirements. Will you marry me?”

—

Before the wedding, Ji Xiang and Yang Chaosheng make a simple agreement: they can try to cultivate feelings naturally, but if they can’t fall in love, they didn’t have to force it. They’ll just share a lifetime as partners, and if they happen to meet someone they like later on, it won’t be too late to divorce then.

Yang Chaosheng agreed, and the two lived a respectful life on WeChat –

Yang Chaosheng: “When you get home, would you mind helping me defrost some pork? I’m making stir-fried pork with green peppers tonight. Thank you.”

Ji Xiang: “Sure. It’s defrosted.”

Yang Chaosheng: “Thanks.”

Ji Xiang: “You’re welcome.”

Ji Xiang: “Hello, husband, can you bring me a large bowl of cold noodles when you come home?”

Yang Chaosheng: “Got it. Do you want a spring pancake along with that?”

Ji Xiang: “Yes, thank you.”

Yang Chaosheng: “I’ve got it. You’re welcome.”

—

Yang Chaosheng knew full well that he was old-fashioned and boring. Ji Xiang only agreed to marry him because the timing was right.

He was afraid that Ji Xiang will meet someone more fun and humorous than him and choose to divorce him.

But he really didn’t know how to improve his relationship with Ji Xiang.

He tried everything his friends suggested: flowers, gifts, money. But all he got in return were polite, distant ‘thank yous’ from Ji Xiang.

Even though those thank yous make him happy, Yang Chaosheng still felt a little disappointed. Because the way Ji Xiang looked at him was no different from the way he fondly pets their heartless-little cat at home.

Until one day, he found that Ji Xiang might have fallen for someone else.

In a photo with that someone else, Ji Xiang smiled happily and brightly, even hugged him sweetly, and acted coquettishly to ask for kisses. That kind of Ji Xiang, Yang Chaosheng had never seen before.

Yang Chaosheng knew that he should leave the scene wisely.

After all, he should be content to have had a period of time with Ji Xiang.

Yang Chaosheng left a signed divorce agreement on the table, along with most of his assets, and walked into the rainy night with nothing but a small suitcase, without looking back.

After meeting his brother, whom he had not seen for a long time — Ji Xiang, who returned home, found the place very lonely and quiet.

The next moment, Ji Xiang’s shrill, furious voice broke through the silence:

“Where is my husband?!”

‘No matter how dumb a person is, they will try their best to give their beloved one unwavering, wholehearted devotion.’

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