The Grand Secretary’s Battle to Win Her Back

Shen Shuyan, the daughter of a general, was fair-skinned, beautiful, and spoiled. When her family fell into misfortune, her father, in order to protect her, leveraged a life-saving favor to force the current Chief Grand Secretary, Pei Heng, to marry her.

On the day of their wedding, Shen Shuyan learned that Pei Heng already had someone in his heart.

This marriage was forced from the start. Thus, after their wedding, she suppressed her true nature, striving to be the perfect wife, while Pei Heng would disappear for days or even weeks at a time. Even their intimate moments had to be scheduled in advance.

In the end, because she failed to conceive, her mother-in-law decided to take in a concubine for him—none other than the woman he truly loved.

Shen Shuyan had thought Pei Heng harbored at least a shred of affection for her, but he agreed without hesitation.

Having lived in constant caution since their marriage, Shen Shuyan could take no more: Divorce! We must divorce!

Whoever wants this awful man can have him!

Pei Heng entered officialdom at a young age and became Chief Grand Secretary before the age of thirty. Deeply shrewd, he had little interest in romance. He had only married Shen Shuyan to repay a debt to an old friend.

During their marriage, she was considerate, obedient in all things, and even accommodating in their private moments. Though they were not deeply in love, they treated each other with respect.

But never did he expect that such a gentle woman would ask for a divorce.

Pei Heng was not one to force others. After failing to persuade her to stay, he had no choice but to agree.

Yet, on the very night of their divorce, Shen Shuyan accidentally hit her head and woke up claiming to be fourteen years old—her personality completely changed.

At first, Pei Heng believed he was humoring her out of lingering sentiment, intending to send her home as soon as she recovered.

Until the day he caught her secretly meeting someone else.

Behind a deserted rockery in the afternoon, his once-affectionate little wife tugged at the man’s sleeve and cooed, “When will you come to propose to me, Seventh Brother?”

For the first time in his twenty-eight years, Pei Heng tasted the bitterness of jealousy.

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