Qiao Zhaoyue harbored a secret love for him for decades, her true feelings hidden beneath a six-month marriage contract, by day his dutiful secretary, by night his lover.
She thought Fu Yuxiu would never fall for anyone, until she saw him showing concern for another woman with all the warmth of a spring breeze, and only then did she have an epiphany.
It wasn't that he was incapable of affection; rather, he would never harbor such feelings for her.
Qiao Zhaoyue prepared herself for the dissolution of the marriage contract after half a year.
But she never anticipated that someone would cling to her.
"Chairman Fu, we agreed on no pestering or hounding."
Fu Yuxiu laughed shamelessly, "Chasing one's wife, there's nothing wrong with a little pestering or hounding."
