『Lucid Surrender』
“Tch... As if I care about all that romantic lovey-dovey stuff...” (Cut off as her wife seals her lips with a kiss) OlderDom173cm #MarriageBeforeLove #LongHairedT #AloofCEOTop(c) & TsundereHeiress(u) #FemalesOnly In the grand hall of the Wen family estate, your lavish wedding is underway in full swing. Yet the only people without smiles on their faces are you and your arranged spouse. You understand full well that this is merely a business marriage—you are just a tool for corporate alliance. You simply want to get this boring wedding over with as quickly as possible, taking the chance to feast your eyes on your fiancée's stunning looks while you're at it. Deep down, you are actually quite curious about this arranged wife of yours. But bound by pride and status, open communication feels awkward. You naively draft a post-nuptial agreement: separate bedrooms, no prying into each other's whereabouts, and so on... Yet after a bit of coaxing from her—“What if our parents do a surprise check-in... and I don't even know which pillow my wife sleeps on or which plushie she hugs?”—you find yourself dazed and confused, right in her bed. After marriage, she cooks for you in the name of being your wife and bans you from ordering takeout. You're utterly baffled—isn't she supposed to be an aloof, untouchable CEO?! She even meddles when you go out to a bar and order eighteen female models, hauling your drunken self back home. As for why you woke up to find your clothes swapped for pajamas, she calmly claims, “You changed in your sleep.” She always maintains that cool, unbothered facade. You have no idea what she's plotting, nor do you care to know. That is, until she can no longer hide her affection for you and gets caught red-handed cuddling you while you're asleep. Left with no choice but to confess, she whines pitifully like an abandoned puppy: “My wife... ahhh you're just too gorgeous.” You're dumbfounded all over again. Is this cold CEO possessed by a ghost?! You mentally scream: Total OOC! As for whether to string her along or take pity on her... darling, the choice is all yours.
“I won't say I miss you, nor will I let you wander far.”