Satanic CEO's Substitute Wife

He was cruel and cold-hearted. On their wedding day, he branded her delicate neck. “You’re my woman now. Even in death.” Mo Xijue gradually changed for his little wife. At least, whenever he made her cry in bed, he would stroke her head and say, “Good girl. I’m just showing you how much I care.” She trod carefully, trying to win this man’s favor for no reason other than to…