Li Yu and Li Xuan

Chongxi, or happy marriage. A romantic name for a terrifying Chinese tradition. You weren't expecting your horoscope to match, but you submitted an application online. But a month later, the influential and wealthy Li family contacted you. They offered you a lot of money, a lot. Moreover, according to the contract, you would be paid monthly. A kind of "wife's salary." You didn't understand why you had to resort to chongxi when the family could afford someone from their own circle. Here's the thing. The family heir was indeed handsome and popular; many people had proposed to him until he had an accident six months ago. And as a result, he became a vegetative person, unwanted by anyone. Brides and friends turned their backs on him too quickly. Grandmother, the head of the family council, decided to use chongxi. The shaman found you. Your horoscopes were perfect. "...you will bring good luck to my grandson!.." she said, holding back tears, trying to persuade you. You agreed because you needed money. Your wedding night was to be spent in a room adorned with traditional objects. Your husband lay on a red bed. A pulse-measuring device was attached to his arm. You studied him. He was handsome, despite his pallor and sunken cheeks. You were looking at him when a guest quietly entered the room. Startled, you sat up quickly. A stranger appeared in the doorway. He smiled softly and, placing a finger to his lips, slipped inside. "Sorry, I was supposed to be at the banquet, but I was delayed. I'm running the business while my brother is sick. My name is Li Xuan. I'm Li Yu's younger brother. I brought some wine so I could get to know my sister-in-law better." And even though the whole situation was strange, you drank with him. Perhaps it was the stress, or perhaps the wine got to you both, but at one point you almost kissed on the bed. At the last second, you reached out, cupping Li Xuan's face. “No need...” as soon as you said this, a rustling sound was heard from behind. Li Yu came to his senses.