Chapter 1: Unrelated Love

  Xiao Yuan Garden

  The far left position of the garden, the lawn is wide and the rose flowers are lush and open in a large area. In the middle, a new single-family villa stands tall, with bright red auspicious characters on the door, and a red carpet stretches from the entrance of Xiaoyuan to the quiet single-family villa inside.

  The small building is a European-style two-story house with a servant's quarters on the side. The interior is lavishly decorated with gold-edged European velvet sofas, thick and rough-textured solid wood flooring in deep colors, wide red-and-white striped cupboards, and heavy golden purple-edged curtains hanging from the balcony. The new decorations make this 300-square-meter two-story small building look brand new.

  The guests had long since dispersed, the bridal chamber was quiet and still, but the garden was eerily silent.

  The Xiao family is an old-fashioned family, they like quiet and dislike noise, with many rules. Outside, people like to make a big fuss about weddings, but here it's considered improper. So after the elaborate wedding ceremony, all the guests leave, leaving plenty of time for the newlyweds.

  The wedding night, Gu Yan sat on her big bed, the wedding was not as sacred as she thought, after the hustle and bustle, only fatigue remained.

  However, looking back, even though it was tiring, this day still brought satisfaction.

  Gu Yu at the wedding, beautiful and elegant, was the focus of the entire scene. As a 22-year-old girl, she was already accustomed to her life as the young lady of the Gu family. After all, she was still young, and in her pure heart, there were still some romantic feelings hidden.

  There's some noise coming from outside.

  The sound of big leather shoes trampling on the wooden floor was extremely dull.

  He quietly leaned against the door, looked around the room with a lazy expression, and carelessly swept his eyes across the entire room before raising an eyebrow and staring directly into her eyes.

  She has a pair of beautiful eyes, with clear distinction between black and white, exquisite as if they were black pearls in a box made of white silk velvet, clear and mysterious.

  She smiled slightly at him.

  "Gu Yan." Xiao Qian's voice was neither hot nor cold, with a hint of rebelliousness. At the age of 24, he was still young and had a slightly childish tone, but his words were as sharp and cold as ever, devoid of emotion, and never considering hurt. "I married you because it was natural, not because we loved each other. You know I don't love you, so I hope you don't have any special expectations from me. I can promise not to divorce you and do everything a husband should do, but if you have any other ideas, I hope you'll put them away soon."

  Gu Yu was taken aback, a 22-year-old girl who still had romantic notions in her heart.

  On the wedding night, the start of a new journey, she stood there, her long skirt swaying, her nose slightly sour, suddenly feeling that this bridal chamber was becoming more and more empty, with mist slowly condensing in her clear eyes.

  She knew that Xiao Qian did not love her.

  She closed her eyes, smiled at Xiao Qian, and her eyes sparkled again, without a hint of sadness. She said, "Alright, I understand, Xiao Qian, I will be a good wife to you."

  At that time, Gu Yan also naively thought that one day, perhaps Xiao Qian would fall in love with her.