After colliding into the president's arms,I became the president's debt-ridden wife.

The Hefty Bill and the Contract of Indenture

08:00 AM

Su Xiaonuan squatted outside the CEO's office, drawing QR codes on her fingernails. Xiaomi said scanning them would redirect to a WaterDrop Fundraising link. As the cleaning aunt passed by with a vacuum cleaner, she was suddenly lifted by the scruff of her neck—Gu Chengxiao's linen suit cuff was stained with ink, and he was dragging her into the room as if she were a kitten.

"This is the debt settlement plan," he said, slamming a gold-edged folder onto the table. Su Xiaonuan stared at the platinum chain on his wrist, swallowing hard. How many anti-theft locks could be made if this thing were melted down?

"First, you will serve as a personal assistant from 18:00 to 20:00 every day," he continued. "Including but not limited to polishing shoes, feeding ducks, and knitting sweaters for cacti?" she read the outrageous terms, when she suddenly noticed the fine print: "Why do I have to record my menstrual cycle?!"

Gu Chengxiao twirled his pen, and the robotic vacuum in the corner suddenly played a recording: "Oh my, this coffee is so cold it feels like my uterus is freezing!" — It was her lament from the restroom yesterday.

09:30 AM

Su Xiaonuan was still studying the contract's pitfalls as she was pushed into the Maybach. The car stopped at the urban village market, and Gu Chengxiao unfastened his cufflinks to reveal his muscular forearm: "Thirty minutes to buy dinner ingredients, with a budget of fifty yuan."

"Your thumbnail-sized steak costs more than fifty..." she began, but the man had already opened a floral umbrella and squeezed into the crowd, with a personal alarm she had taken from her desk tucked into his waistband.

"Give me half of the pig's trotter!" Gu Chengxiao gestured to the vendor with a translation app on his phone, "She needs collagen for her brain." The camera suddenly turned to Su Xiaonuan, and the live broadcast chat exploded: [Gu looks like he's been cursed while bargaining in the market].

12:00 PM

The smell of burnt food wafted out of the CEO's office. Su Xiaonuan looked at the squirming squid tentacles in the frying pan and finally understood why the contract had an "employer's life insurance" clause. Gu Chengxiao, wearing a Hello Kitty apron, was measuring the length of green onions with a vernier caliper.

"How about we just poison the CFO?" she stealthily squeezed some ketchup into the pan, "He's better at cooking the books than I am."Before she finished speaking, Gu Chengxiao suddenly grabbed her wrist. A thermometer beeped as it scanned the scar on her hand: "37.2°C, meets the safety standard for cooking."

03:00 PM

Su Xiaonuan was hunched over in the tea room, revising a design draft when Xiaomi suddenly threw her a screenshot of a trending topic. In the live broadcast clip, she was holding a wok lid as a shield while Gu Chengxiao flicked a burnt, charred fried egg with a spatula, captioned #Gu's New Business: Alchemy#.

"Xiaonuan, is Gu after you?" Xiaomi pointed to the man's slightly red ear tips in the video, "He was secretly wearing your bunny ear headband while chopping onions!"In the surveillance room, Gu Chengxiao pressed pause. The screen zoomed in on Su Xiaonuan's hand-drawn children's clothing sketches, with a bow below and a note in pencil: "The tenth battle robe for Little Wings."

06:30 PM

Su Xiaonuan slipped into the elevator with a stack of files, only to be stopped by a fluorescent arrow on the mirrored wall. At the end of the arrow was a small note: [Escape fine +50%], signed with a duck wearing a gold chain.

"Are you playing escape room here?" she kicked the air and turned to see a life-sized standee of Gu Chengxiao holding an LED screen: [Today's task: Give 200,000 a bath].

In the pet room, the Khaki Campbell duck was drifting in the bathtub. As Su Xiaonuan created a mountain of bubbles three meters high, Gu Chengxiao suddenly pushed the door open. His soaked white shirt clung to his abs, and he was holding a dripping photo frame: "Were you at the Qinglin Orphanage when you were thirteen..."

"Warm! Your towel just fell on my head!" Xiaomi's scream came through the intercom. Su Xiaonuan's hand slipped, and the duck's flipper slapped Gu Chengxiao's face, covering the rest of his sentence with foam.

08:00 PM

Su Xiaonuan lay sprawled in the lounge, munching on cheese puffs when her phone received an encrypted email. Upon opening it, she found Gu Chengxiao's medical records: [PTSD triggers: fire, enclosed spaces, ...], with a red note at the end: [Compensatory collecting obsession: preserving items related to the protector].

A car's headlights flashed outside the window, and she inexplicably made her way to the CEO's private garage. Behind the spare tire was a transparent display case, with a blood-stained tie and a wine-stained scarf preserved as specimens. In the center, an empty exhibit tag read: [Item 001: Adzuki Bean Lipstick (awaiting repair)].

10:00 PM

Gu Chengxiao stood in front of the surveillance screen, watching Su Xiaonuan tiptoe to touch the display case. Her pajama collar slipped, revealing the butterfly birthmark on her shoulder. The man's wine glass trembled slightly as memories from the fire ten years ago came rushing back—In the thick smoke, a little girl with a butterfly hair clip pulled him through the ventilation duct, her hair brushing his cheek: "Brother, you have to live and design wings for me!"

The encrypted folder popped up on the computer, with Su Xiaonuan's childhood photos flashing alongside news of the fire. Gu Chengxiao pressed the call button: "Accelerate the acquisition plan for that orphanage in the west of the city."Raindrops pounded against the glass curtain wall as he gently wiped the cheese puff crumbs from the girl's nose on the screen: "This time, I'll weave the wings for you."