A Marriage Years in the Making

After a night of passion, she tossed five dimes to the man beside her. “That’s what you get for sleeping with me, young lady.” He stared at her in disbelief. “You paid for a man? Me? I’m worth only five dimes for the whole night? These muscles, this build, this face, and I’m worth less than a Goubuli bun?” Ordered to choose a wife, he picked the most insignificant Third Miss of the An family. But the seemingly meek and obedient young woman was anything but easy to deal with. His little wife was only supposed to be a wife in name, but somehow she made even his toes hurt… Hmph, we’ll see who the real devil is!