Within the dormitory of University X, Qiuyu was leaning on her bed, deep in her thoughts on her jewelry design when the ringtone of her phone suddenly erupted, indicating a text message.

"7 PM, I'll pick you up at the west gate of the school." - Liu Kaiyu.

Qiuyu instantly sat upright. Liu Kaiyu was her newlywed husband. They got their marriage certificate a week ago, then he went on a business trip while she returned back to school. Tonight should be... their wedding night.

Qiuyu glanced around the dormitory. Her roommate, Hongyan, was studying designs from the annual Paris Fashion Week, while Yunmin, a self-proclaimed BL fan, was absorbed in a book with an unspeakable title, constantly fantasizing.

Suddenly, the dormitory door was pushed open. "Minmin, Yanyan, YuYu. I'm back." Haorong was the only one among them with a boyfriend.

"Sister Hao, come over here..." Yunmin called enthusiastically. "I just read a sentence in this book --- A man, 185 cm tall, who has just taken a shower, wrapping his muscular arms around you, whispers in your ear that he is feeling something..."

"Ugh, shut up," Haorong entered cheerfully, her hips swaying, but instantly replaced her smile with an angry stare. "Feeling what! Nonsense!"

Unfazed, Yunmin responded with a playful look in her eyes, "I have no sister, only Sister Rong."

"Screw you!" Haorong yelled.

Qiuyu expressed her helplessness. Although she'd only been here a week, she'd already gotten used to these three bickering.

Haorong walked over to her bed and spread out the new clothes she had bought that day on it. "Yanyan, YuYu, take a look at the new clothes Keke bought me."

Qiuyu was just about to walk over when she heard Hongyan's fiery critique, "Haorong, considering your busty 34D, you could definitely pull off that deep V gown. But are you sure you want to expose your round shoulders, thick arms, and barrel-like… waist?"

Haorong's smile froze on her face.

Hongyan then pointed to another white lace shirt with a pleated floral skirt. "Fashionably rural and fresh, but it might not necessarily complement your freckled cheeks and dark complexion."

Haorong's face completely paled.

For the last piece, a black mini-skirt, Hongyan was downright brutal, "Obviously, Qiulin, you can't fulfill all your boyfriend's sexual fantasies, your relationship is bound to fall apart sooner or later."

Hao Rong lowered her head, her fists clenched, ready to explode, but Hongyan coolly turned her back, "All of the above are my personal opinions, no offense if you disagree."

Hao Rong stamped her foot, "Hongyan, I curse you."

The dorm room became quiet again. Hao Rong, her cheeks puffed out, sat on the bed. Qiu Yu slowly approached her, speaking softly and hesitantly, "Rongrong, may I ask you a question?"

"Sure." Hao Rong instantly brightened, displaying a charming smile.

Qiu Yu beckoned her to come closer. "Rongrong, about the first night..."

"The first night?" Hao Rong repeated in disbelief, her voice rising to a trumpet-like squeak.

At this, Hongyan turned around, scrutinizing Qiu Yu solemnly from head to toe, while Yun Min dropped her book, giving Qiu Yu an ambiguous raised eyebrow. Qiu Yu shivered, a dark cloud overcasting her face.

Hao Rong continued, "Yuyu, are you sure it's okay to ask such a lewd question to an innocent girl?"

"..." Qiu Yu.

"Alright, stop pretending, Hao," Yun Min cut in, "They say a woman who has been deflowered has messy eyebrows and can't close her legs. Go look in the mirror at your messy eyebrows and crab-like legs."

"Hey," Hao Rong put on a pitiful face, immediately bristling, "That's natural, it's hereditary, okay?!"

"Hehe…" Yun Min shrugged, giving Hao Rong an 'I-get-it' look.

"Shut up, it's too noisy," Hongyan interrupted impatiently. She turned to Qiu Yu, coolly and objectively, "Qiu Yu, as for the first night, if it's a power/money deal, just open your legs and let it happen. If it's for love, here's my advice: if you're thinking about marrying him, don't live together."

"..." Qiu Yu covered her eyes with two fingers.

"But that's not right, Rain, we haven't seen you with a boyfriend. Are you meeting someone off the internet? Selling yourself to save your mother? Hooking up with a rich man? Qilin asked in confusion.

"…" Qiuyu covered her face with her hands.

"Move aside," Yunmin pushed Qilin away, stood in front of Qiuyu proudly, and said, "Rain, everyone has physiological needs. I totally understand. In this society, it's okay to be a leftover woman, but never be a leftover virgin. Let me tell you, it only hurts a bit when you lose your virginity, and then it's just an irresistible, wonderful feeling." Yunmin spoke with longing on her face.

Qiuyu couldn't stand it anymore. Suddenly standing up, she grabbed her bag and walked toward the door. Yunmin and Haorong both tried to stop her. Qiuyu calmly said, "He's my husband. I got married."

"What?!" The three exclaimed in unison.

"I'm not going to discuss this any further with you. I'm leaving now, and won't come back tonight." Qiuyu picked up her bag and ran out, leaving behind a wave of rumors and wild imaginations.

Qiuyu had only known Liu Kaiyu for a week when she got to the west gate of the school at six forty. Her hometown was in Tong City, and she also attended a university in Tong city. However, about a month ago, her grandmother was diagnosed with bone marrow disease. The doctors in Tong city recommended that they come to the medical center in Drum City, which has the country's top medical team for bone marrow treatment. So, she, her mother and her grandmother, all came to Drum City.

At the entrance of the hospital room, the doctor told Qiuyu that her grandmother needed chemotherapy and a compatible bone marrow for transplantation as soon as possible. In addition, they need to prepare a million yuan for the hospitalization fee, medicine expenses, and so on.

One million?

Qiuyu remembered she once had a rich father, but three years ago, her father's business investment failed, owing a huge loan. In the end, her father committed suicide by jumping off a building, and all bank accounts and properties were frozen by the court.

These were things she heard from her neighbors and classmates. Qiuyu could only vaguely remember fragments. Three years ago, she had a car accident, after which she forgot many things, probably all unpleasant ones. Since they didn't affect her normal life, Qiuyu didn't seek any treatment.

Upon hearing the need for one million, Qiuyu was a little disoriented. She almost bumped into someone after taking a couple of steps.

When she lifted her head, she saw a very handsome man in a suit.

She apologized, tried to walk past him just when the man grabbed her arm.

"Qiuyu, after not seeing you for three years, is 'sorry' the only thing you wish to say to me?" The man's voice was deep and magnetic, very pleasing to the ear.

"Do...Do I know you?" She turned around to ask.

"Heh, pretending to have lost your memory, Qiuyu, why?" There was a mocking, self-deprecating, and somewhat desolate look in the man's profound and serene eyes. An elusive pain was also present.

Qiuyu suddenly felt her heart being gripped tightly by a large hand, the pain stifling her breath. Her head started to spin. She struggled to retract her arm, "I'm sorry, I had a car accident…"

"Car accident?" The man chuckled lightly. His strong palm clenched, as if wanting to crush her arm's bone. "Qiuyu, do you want a million dollars? I'll give you that if you marry me."

She had no other choice. Faced with the life and death of her loved ones, everything else seemed trivial. So, she agreed to him.

During the marriage license application, she came to know his name, Liu Kaiyu.

Liu Kaiyu! She repeatedly mulled over this name in her mind over the week, believing that he must have known her. Given his complex expressions, there was perhaps some emotional entanglement between them.

However, despite suffering from headache, she still couldn't remember him.

She also wondered, would she have accepted the marriage proposal if someone else had proposed it? She didn’t have the answer because there are no 'ifs' in this world.

Nevertheless, this man who momentarily caused her heartache, the man who made her heartbeat flutter, she had no regrets marrying him.

Life is unpredictable - a single thought can cast you into hell or elevate you to heaven.

Liu Kaiyu resolved all her concerns. Her grandmother was moved to a VIP ward and successfully underwent surgery. Qiuyu was admitted to a top university in Drum City to continue her studies in Jewelry Design.

While Qiuyu was lost in her thoughts, a black Range Rover pulled up in front of her.

A man in his 20s stepped out from the driver's seat. It was Liu Kaiyu's secretary, Lu Qing, who opened the car's back door for her.

After expressing her gratitude, Qiu Yu sat down. Liu Kaiyu was sitting in the back seat reading a document, paying no attention to her.

Today, Liu Kaiyu wore a black shirt, the neckline unbuttoned to reveal a small patch of tanned, attractive skin. He crossed his legs gracefully, his gaze was concentrated and aloof.

Looking at his well-defined profile, Qiu Yu felt her heart quicken and her cheeks flush.

The Rover started smoothly, leaving the car in silence. The atmosphere was a bit awkward, and Qiu Yu felt the need to start a conversation.

"Was your business trip successful?"

After a three-second pause, a deep, melodious voice responded, "Are you hoping for me to meet some accident?"

"Heh, you have quite the sense of humor... Uh, what are you reading?" Qiu Yu asked again, ready to persevere.

"Can't you tell? It’s, of course, a document."

"...Hmm, reading in the car isn't good for your eyes," Qiu Yu insisted.

"And your point is?"

"..." Qiu Yu was speechless; she had no idea how to communicate with this man.

The car had been on the road for a while. Out of sheer boredom, Qiu Yu sneaked a peek at the document on Liu Kaiyu’s lap. "Is this in Spanish?" she asked, sounding somewhat excited. She had taken Spanish classes and held great interest in the world’s third most spoken language.

Moving closer to Kaiyu, she pointed at a word on the document, "Does this mean ‘economic’? And this one ‘budget’? This is..."

Qiu Yu, her head bent low, tried to recall the words. Because of their close proximity, her sweet fragrance wafted into Liu Kaiyu’s nostrils. He sat upright, coughed lightly twice.

"Keep silent, I'm thinking."

The disdain from Qiuyu made Liu Kaiyu's anger rocket. He nudged her with his elbow, Qiuyu looked up, "What is it? ...why are you staring at me?"

Liu Kaiyu gave her an idiotic look, "Do me a favor and steer clear of me."

Qiuyu instinctively moved back to her place, trying her best to become unnoticed while leaning against the car door, "cough, cough... Don't get the wrong idea, I... I am not... desperate."

"Pfft…" The driver, Lu Qing, could no longer hold back a laugh.

If he hadn't witnessed them receiving the marriage certificate, he would never believe that his astute and fierce boss would marry such a clueless woman who seemed to be of low intellect.

"Just focus on driving." Liu Kaiyu's face turned livid as he glared at Lu Qing.

Qiuyu really wished she could slap herself twice. What nonsense was she spouting? Birds of a feather flock together, and she was influenced by her three good friends.