*
"Su Nuo..." the man said, his voice softening. "I'll give you the best of everything."
"I can earn it with my own two hands." Su Nuo glanced at her own slender, jade-like fingers and shook her head gently. She looked up at him. "I don't want a flashy, empty marriage like this."
"I was just swept up in the moment before. I even forgot that I'm only eighteen, an age when I should be enjoying my youth."
"Flashy and empty?"
"Yes. We rushed into this marriage, and our entire relationship is held together by two little booklets. No flowers, no wedding. This isn't what I want."
"You care about those things?" The man stared at her intently, his thin lips slightly parted.
Su Nuo shrugged and smiled. "Why wouldn't I care? It's not like I'm the type to pursue some kind of platonic love. You think too highly of me."
The man was silent for a long time before finally speaking. "I can give you all of that. But we're not getting a divorce."
"Why?"
