[I am translating for offline purpose. credit to actual owner]
Jiang Tanyin first met Jing Qu on the day of her mother's funeral.
At the time, she was sitting on the steps of the cemetery, her gaze unfocused.
A warm coat was draped over her shoulders.
"My condolences," a man's voice, deep and magnetic, spoke softly.
In her daze, Jiang Tanyin looked up and saw the brightest star of her youth.
Jing Qu was a legend in Haicheng's business world, known for his ruthlessness and indifference, someone few dared to provoke.
When such a man sat before Jiang Tanyin once again, she was momentarily stunned.
Jing Qu's dark eyes were profound. "Do you have any thoughts about getting married?"
On impulse, Jiang Tanyin agreed.
They established three rules: no intimacy, and a marriage in name only.
Jiang Tanyin complied, maintaining her distance from Jing Qu after the wedding. They lived like strangers under the same roof, never crossing the boundaries.
One day.
Jing Qu accidentally left some documents at home and returned to retrieve them.
When he opened the door, he saw Jiang Tanyin weakly leaning against the sofa.
He hurried over and touched her forehead-it was burning hot.
"You have a fever. Why didn't you tell me?"
Jiang Tanyin avoided his hand. "I've taken medicine."
Her words were met with Jing Qu's decisive bridal carry.
Jiang Tanyin stared at him in shock. "You said we should keep our distance."
Jing Qu gently placed her on the bed, his Adam's apple bobbing. "I want to break that rule."
At first, Jing Qu thought their marriage was merely a transaction. But to his surprise, no matter how hard he tried to suppress his feelings, he still fell for her.
Later, Jing Qu found an unsent letter in a book.
The recipient was Jing Qu.
"Why didn't you give it to me?"
"I was afraid you wouldn't respond."
Hearing this, Jing Qu wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her softly.
"For you, I will always respond."
-You are the one who ignited the long-dormant spring in my heart.
[STORY NOT MINE. FOR OFFLINE READING PURPOSES ONLY.]
Author: Song Moxuan
Year: 2021
Translated by: @fenglanxi / previously, @sangwuyan (only half)
Xiao Li, the campus belle of Ming University, is rumored to have gotten married in her freshman year. The ring on her hand is the best proof, but until her junior year, no one saw her rumored husband.
"Most of them are family marriages. On the surface, husband and wife play their own games in private." Some people were discussing it.
Until one day, a classmate saw a handsome and mature man in a black suit squatting on the ground, removing Xiao Li's red small heels and helping her change into new high heels. His voice was warm: "What about these, do you like them?"
On the man's white and slender left hand, he wore the same diamond ring as Xiao Li.