Three days.That's how long Li Wei had been living in Shen Zihan's mansion.
Three days of silence.Three days of awkward meals eaten at opposite ends of a 12-seater table.Three days of being ignored like a houseplant — watered, but not spoken to.
So when Zihan's assistant appeared outside her bedroom at 7AM sharp, holding a shimmering silver dress, she knew something was up.
"Mr. Shen requires your presence tonight," the assistant said. "It's a business gala. You'll be introduced publicly as his wife."
Li Wei blinked. "I'm not a prop."
The assistant didn't flinch. "Tonight, you are."
Later that Night — At the Gala
The ballroom sparkled with gold and secrets. High society glittered in diamonds and fake smiles, sipping champagne like liquid pride.
Li Wei walked in on Zihan's arm, her expression unreadable. He looked sharp, colder than ever in a tailored black suit.
Whispers followed them like perfume.
"That's the wife?""He married someone like her?""Gold-digger, for sure."
She could feel them judging her. Picking her apart. She straightened her spine and held her head high.
Zihan didn't even glance her way. But then—
A photographer called out:
"Mr. Shen! Over here! A photo with your lovely wife!"
Li Wei forced a smile.
But Zihan suddenly pulled her closer. His arm wrapped around her waist like a trap. His voice brushed her ear.
"You wanted money. Now play your part."
Before she could reply, he leaned in—and kissed her.Soft. Controlled. Perfect for the cameras.
Her heart stopped.Not from the kiss.But from the lie she had to sell.
When the flash ended, she whispered, "You didn't have to kiss me."
Zihan stared down at her, his mask cracking just slightly.
"I don't do things halfway."
End of Chapter 3 🔥
Want to go into Chapter 4 next:
After the gala, where they argue behind closed doors? 😡
Or Li Wei starts digging into why Zihan even needed this fake marriage? 🔍
You pick the drama, and I'll write the scene. Let's gooo! 💅📖