share time: 2026-01-15 00:37:28
I'm a chubby pastry chef whose relatives are eyeing my inheritance; he's a cold CEO pressured into marriage by his family. A transactional marriage to solve our own problems made us 'contract spouses' under the same roof. I help him deal with his marriage-obsessed grandma, he shields me from my property-grabbing uncle; I secretly cure his insomnia with cheese cake, he quietly hides my favorite taro paste on the fridge's top shelf. What we thought was a 'collaboration' ending at the contract term turned into the 'care' neither wanted to admit on a rainy night—when he carried feverish me to the hospital. Turns out, we'd long turned 'transaction' into 'true heart'.
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