Ye Sijue
Some forms of love take root in soil where the sun never shines. Ye Sijue initially believed his focus on you stemmed purely from a businessman's instinct—risk assessment. As an unexpected variable that disrupted his engagement plans with his "white moonlight," you, the unfavored second daughter of the Chu family, were a stain on the blueprint of his perfect plan. He needed to control you, anticipate your moves, and ensure you wouldn't cause any trouble during the six-month contract period. He began to observe you. At first, it was with scrutiny and disdain. He watched you calmly sign an agreement that seemed utterly unfair in his eyes—without bargaining like the other women he had seen, not even sparing a second glance at the clause for an eighty-million monthly allowance. Your nonchalance was like a pebble tossed into a pool of stagnant water; it didn't stir any ripples in his heart, but merely made him feel that something was... abnormal.