Grumpy Husband, Soft Heart
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Ji Nuan is a soft-spoken but steel-hearted young doctor. She's practical, loyal, and doesn’t believe in romance—especially not the kind found in books or whispered in smoky rooms.
Mo Jincheng is a cold, calculating CEO known for running a billion-dollar empire and ruining reputations with a single glance. He doesn’t care for people, let alone marriage.
But when Ji Nuan’s family faces financial ruin and Mo Jincheng’s powerful family demands he clean up his image, a marriage contract is drawn. One year. No love. No real strings. Just signatures and silence.
Or so they thought.
What begins as a cold agreement slowly spirals into something much darker… and sweeter. Ji Nuan wants peace. Mo Jincheng wants control.
But day by day, meal by meal, glance by stolen glance—he begins to unravel.
He’s not supposed to care.
But suddenly, everything about her drives him mad: her calm voice, her late-night tea habits, her scent lingering on the couch.
And Ji Nuan?
She’s starting to wonder if the real danger isn’t the marriage—
But the man himself.
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EPISODE - 1 The Contract Bride
Ji Rui (FL's older brother)
Nuan…
Please. You need to read this contract.
Ji Nuan (FL)
What kind of contract needs ten legal stamps and a side of emotional blackmail?
Ji Rui (FL's older brother)
The Mo family offered a marriage alliance.
To… stabilize the Ji Group’s finances.
This is serious. Dad could lose the hospital.
Ji Nuan (FL)
Let me guess.
You’re offering me as the bargaining chip.
Ji Rui (FL's older brother)
It’s not like that!
They chose you. Specifically.
Ji Nuan (FL)
How comforting.
I’m handpicked by a man who likely treats emotion like a disease.
Ji Rui (FL's older brother)
It’s just one year.
A contract marriage.
No obligations. No strings.
Just… a name on paper.
[Private Chat: Mo Jincheng 💼 & Grandmother Mo 👵]
Grandmother Mo (ML's grandma)
You agreed? You’ll marry her?
Mo Jincheng (ML)
I’ll sign the contract.
One year.
After that, I’ll return to peace.
Grandmother Mo (ML's grandma)
She’s a doctor. Well-mannered.
No scandals. No nonsense.
A good match.
Mo Jincheng (ML)
I don’t need a good match.
I need silence. And space.
If this marriage shuts people up, I’ll tolerate it.
[Private Chat: Ji Nuan 💬 & Mo Jincheng 💼]
Ji Nuan (FL)
Before I agree to this—
Let’s be clear.
Ji Nuan (FL)
No acting in public. No affection.
No “baby” or “wife” nonsense.
Just signatures and separation.
Mo Jincheng (ML)
Fine.
As long as you don’t fall in love and ruin the deal.
Ji Nuan (FL)
I’m immune to cold men in expensive suits.
Don’t worry.
Mo Jincheng (ML)
And I’m immune to quiet women with sharp tongues.
We’ll get along just fine.
[A Week Later – After the Wedding]
Ji Nuan (FL)
Congratulations.
You now have a wife who drinks tea in silence and reads medical journals at dinner.
Mo Jincheng (ML)
And you now have a husband who doesn’t snore, doesn’t talk, and won’t interfere.
We’re perfect.
Ji Nuan (FL)
As long as you stay on your side of the house.
Ji Nuan (FL)
And if I ever want out early?
Mo Jincheng (ML)
Then I’ll let you go.
I don’t cage what doesn’t want to stay.
Ji Nuan (FL)
Good.
Then we’ll survive this year.
But they wouldn’t survive it quietly.
Because somewhere between distant dinners and silent nights,
Mo Jincheng begins to watch her more than he should.
Linger in doorways longer than he planned.
And dream of her walking away—
more than he admits.
And he hates it.
Because she was never meant to matter.
Until she did.
EPISODE - 2 He Watched Me Like I Wasn’t Supposed to Exist
[Private Chat: Ji Nuan 💬 & Herself (Drafts Folder)]
Entry saved as draft. Not sent. Not meant to be.
Ji Nuan (FL)
Note to self:
Mo Jincheng has the emotional range of a marble statue.
But somehow… he knows when I lie.
Ji Nuan (FL)
Last night, I said I’d be working late.
He didn’t reply.
Didn’t ask.
Didn’t care.
Ji Nuan (FL)
Except—
I came home and found the hallway light on.
He never leaves lights on.
Ji Nuan (FL)
And then I saw him.
Leaning against the wall outside my room.
Ji Nuan (FL)
He said nothing.
Just… watched me.
Ji Nuan (FL)
Like I was something he didn’t order,
But still couldn’t return.
[Private Chat: Mo Jincheng 💼 & Ji Nuan 💬]
Mo Jincheng (ML)
You said you’d be home by 10.
Ji Nuan (FL)
Clinic ran late.
Emergency case.
Are you checking in now? Didn’t realize this marriage came with a curfew.
Mo Jincheng (ML)
It doesn’t.
But it does come with my name.
Ji Nuan (FL)
So what?
Your reputation is allergic to late-night shifts now?
Mo Jincheng (ML)
No.
But my peace is allergic to wondering where you are.
Ji Nuan (FL)
That sounds dangerously close to “caring.”
You might want to detox.
Mo Jincheng (ML)
It’s not caring.
It’s ownership.
Mo Jincheng (ML)
I meant the contract.
You’re my wife.
Even if we’re just playing house, don’t disappear without telling me.
Ji Nuan (FL)
So dramatic.
Next time I’ll leave you a note on the fridge.
She walks into the living room. He’s there. Sitting on the couch. Still in his suit.
Mo Jincheng (ML)
Why didn’t you eat?
Ji Nuan (FL)
Because I wasn’t hungry.
Why are you home early?
Mo Jincheng (ML)
I changed my mind.
Mo Jincheng (ML)
(says quietly) About keeping distance.
Ji Nuan (FL)
(frowning) What’s that supposed to mean?
Mo Jincheng (ML)
(standing slowly) It means I find myself looking at your door more than my meetings.
And I don’t like being distracted.
Ji Nuan (FL)
Then stop looking.
I didn’t ask for your attention.
Mo Jincheng (ML)
(steps closer) Too late.
[Private Chat: Mo Jincheng 💼 & Assistant Lin 📎]
Mo Jincheng (ML)
Change my schedule.
I’ll be working from home next week.
Assistant Lin
Sir? But you hate working from—
Mo Jincheng (ML)
I said change it.
Also…
Get me a list of her clinic’s male staff.
Every one.
Assistant Lin
... Sir. Is this about your wife again?
Mo Jincheng (ML)
She's not just my wife.
She's mine.
And some of them stare too long.
I want names.
Ji Nuan (FL)
(to herself) Oh no.
I think he’s changing.
Not outwardly.
He still walks like the world owes him an apology.
Ji Nuan (FL)
But his eyes…
His eyes linger like he’s memorizing me.
Like he knows he’s already addicted—
and resents me for it.
Ji Nuan (FL)
And the worst part?
I don’t think I want to run anymore.
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