Three-year-old Cheng Xiao clung to Meng Jueyu, her round little face leaning in as she asked in a babyish voice, “Big brother, will you marry me when you grow up?”
Meng Jueyu planted a loud kiss on Cheng Xiao’s cheek, and she burst into tears.
Calmly, Meng Jueyu wiped her face clean and told her seriously, “I’ll marry you. From now on, only I get to give you kisses like that.”
Cheng Xiao nodded, her big eyes showing she only half understood.
But fifteen years later, Cheng Xiao drooled whenever she saw a muscular man, and she was surrounded by them.
Meng Jueyu nearly ground his teeth to dust. He swore that as soon as Cheng Xiao came of age, he would marry her and bring her home!
He was a man of his word. The moment Cheng Xiao turned twenty, Meng Jueyu showed up at her door with the betrothal gifts.
But Cheng Xiao still wanted to go find muscular men.
Assistant: “Mr. Meng, the madam has gone to find muscular men again.”
Meng Jueyu’s eyes were bloodshot. “Go get me another hundred gym memberships!”
