Holder of the Deposit: Daddy, Come and Marry Mommy

Once upon a time, the richest, most powerful and prestigious man in Chengdu stretched out his thigh to give her a hug: "Come, sleep with me. From now on, you will be the one who controls the wind and rain in Chengdu!" However, overnight, she went from being the envied Mrs. Jiang to being a shameless mistress and becoming the biggest joke in Chengdu... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Original introduction: His fiancé was robbed by his half-sister, and the third female lead she finally got was also cut off. Nie Changhuan, who has good looks, figure and acting skills in the entertainment industry but has never been popular in a long time, finally decided to find himself a financial backer and hold on to his thighs to get the upper hand. The richest, most powerful and prestigious man in Chengdu silently extended his thigh to give Chang Huan a hug: "Come, sleep with me. From now on, you will be the one who controls the wind and rain in Chengdu!" Little Baozi poked his head out from behind Mama and looked at the shining golden gold coin, and asked in a sweet voice: "Big gold coin, do you want to buy one and get one free..." Nie Changhuan married Jiang Shaoxun, the uncrowned king of Chengdu, with a four-year-old moron. She tried to keep a low profile and refused to disclose the news of her marriage, but the man openly said to a group of top entertainment industry bosses: "No males can appear within 300 meters of my wife's filming site - not even male mosquitoes!" Everyone knows that Jiang Shaoxun's weakness is Nie Changhuan. She used to be secretly happy. How could she have such good luck? Until later, Song Mianmian came back. As long as Jiang Shaoxun's son doesn't want her, she would rather leave home and lose everything than give up her son. Overnight, she changed from Mrs. Jiang to Mr. Jiang's mistress. Everyone was waiting to see her joke, but she was still the most favored one around Jiang Shaoxun. Someone couldn't help but asked her why, and smiled happily: Don't they all say that a wife is worse than a concubine, and a concubine is worse than a thief?