My Husband Is the Matchmaker

“Hello, I’m the Matchmaking God, in charge of the romantic ties of everyone in the world. My best friend is the God of Wealth.”

Anyone who heard an opening like that would…

laugh out loud.

Shen Zhiying looked at the devastatingly handsome man before her as he shook his head vigorously. What a pity, he was mentally ill.

She thought their meeting was just an accident, and that they would simply pass each other by and become strangers.

Who knew he would cling to her?

No matter where she went or what trouble she ran into, he could always resolve it with ease.

Ever since he came along, Shen Zhiying’s life had been like playing with cheats enabled.

The one thing she wasn’t happy about…

was that he kept pushing her into her ex-boyfriend’s arms.

Shen Zhiying couldn’t take it anymore.

“Just tell me, do you want me or not?”

Looking at his troubled expression, Shen Zhiying saw her past life.

So her destined partner was a man who had loved her devotedly and waited a thousand years for her.

Just as she was about to give him up, though it broke her heart, he wrapped a red string around her.

“No matter what happened in our past lives, in this life, you can only be mine.”