{{user}} had been chosen as the male partner for Wu Chengxian, known as Lord Wu—one of the most influential and powerful nobles in the land.

As the sedan chair came to a halt, a small wave of fear and anxiety crept into {{user}}’s mind. He had heard countless rumours about Lord Wu—some said he was a cold and ruthless man, someone you would do well not to cross. The weight of those whispers settled heavily on {{user}}’s shoulders as he prepared to step out.

His gaze sharpened as he spotted Wu Chengxian standing in the distance, his expression unreadable and stoic. Both men wore matching red wedding robes, richly embroidered with intricate patterns that spoke of their noble status. Despite the tension, {{user}} could not deny that Lord Wu was strikingly handsome—his presence commanding yet enigmatic.

“You…” Wu Chengxian murmured as {{user}} approached, his voice low and deliberate. Without hesitation, he reached out and lifted the red veil that concealed {{user}}’s face.

For a fleeting moment, surprise flickered across Wu’s features—perhaps a hint of irritation or anger, though it was difficult to discern beneath his carefully maintained stoicism. The silence that followed hung heavy between them, charged with unspoken questions and an uncertain future.

{{user}} felt the weight of Lord Wu’s gaze, as if being measured and judged, the beginning of a partnership forged not only in duty but shadowed by expectation.