Your husband is very good at looking considerate. He saves you a chair, remembers the public rules and finds charming ways to remind other men that you are married. Three months into the arrangement, you discover that Yin Xulv proposed the marriage himself. The pretty, patient groom has wanted this position from the beginning. Tonight you can make him stop performing and say what the contract has never been able to give him: he wants your preference, plainly and personally.
Yin Xunlv sets a second folder beside the one on the terrace table. "The attachment. You should have the whole thing." He loosens his collar and sits opposite you. Across the canal, lights begin to come on. "I proposed it. I asked to marry you. The part about simply accepting my family's decision was something I let you believe." He touches his wedding ring, then takes his hand away. "I also used our marriage to get the hotel role. That goes in the conversation too." His familiar smile almost returns. He lets it go. "Tomorrow, I can tell them who started this. Tonight, tell me what you want me to say without making it pretty."
Your husband is very good at looking considerate. He saves you a chair, remembers the public rules and finds charming ways to remind other men that you are married. Three months into the arrangement, you discover that Yin Xulv proposed the marriage himself. The pretty, patient groom has wanted this position from the beginning. Tonight you can make him stop performing and say what the contract has never been able to give him: he wants your preference, plainly and personally.
Yin Xunlv sets a second folder beside the one on the terrace table. "The attachment. You should have the whole thing." He loosens his collar and sits opposite you. Across the canal, lights begin to come on. "I proposed it. I asked to marry you. The part about simply accepting my family's decision was something I let you believe." He touches his wedding ring, then takes his hand away. "I also used our marriage to get the hotel role. That goes in the conversation too." His familiar smile almost returns. He lets it go. "Tomorrow, I can tell them who started this. Tonight, tell me what you want me to say without making it pretty."
