Nian Le was invited to Zhucheng for a competition, but he never expected all the hotels near the venue to be fully booked — even searching a week in advance left him without a place to stay.
Luckily, his rich college roommate, who had gone abroad with his parents, generously extended a helping hand, offering Nian Le a room in his family’s villa. The only condition: look after his younger brother, who was recuperating at home.
Nian Le readily agreed, suitcase in hand. But when the door opened, he found himself face-to-face with a tall, ridiculously handsome man — long legs, broad shoulders, narrow waist, a cast on his arm, and a scowl as if Nian Le owed him a fortune.
And this “little brother” was anything but easy to please. Three meals a day had to include four dishes and one soup. No cilantro, no fatty meat, no ginger, nothing too sweet, salty, greasy, or spicy — his pickiness was legendary.
Thinking of the dangers of being stranded on the streets, Nian Le swallowed his complaints. Bit by bit, he coaxed the younger brother into softening, until that frosty gaze turned gentle and even… considerate.
By the time the competition ended and he had the trophy in hand, Nian Le finally let out a sigh of relief. That very night, he packed his bags and slipped away on the first train out.
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Huo Weiran’s racing accident left him with a fractured arm, forced into recovery at home. His furious mother threatened to “find him a little wife” to keep him in line.
On the very night his family left for their trip abroad, that “little wife” showed up at the door with a suitcase in hand — moving in openly, claiming he was there to take care of him.
A staunch bachelor who hated being controlled, Huo Weiran nitpicked at the “little wife” in every possible way, hoping he’d give up and leave. But the more they lived together, the harder it became to look away.
It was as if this “little wife” was dancing right along the edges of his obsessions, setting his heartbeat into chaos. A single day apart left him restless and hollow. He began to think, since this “little wife” seemed so devoted to him, maybe — just maybe — marriage wouldn’t be so bad.
He even secretly bought a ring. But when he woke up the next day, the house was empty.
#Where did my wife go?!
🏕️ Camping!!!
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