The original owner had been framed and reduced to a mangled corpse. After transmigrating, Liu Yaoyue became the notorious good-for-nothing fool everyone knew.
Luckily, her maternal grandmother had left her a fortune, but she could inherit it only after getting married!
This was ridiculous. Did she really have to marry the scumbag fiancé the late emperor had arranged for her?
And then there was that insufferable Prince Rui, always blocking her way with his sour, unfathomable expression. So what if she'd used him to detoxify herself on the day she transmigrated?
Fine. No need to dwell on how we met. If fate brought us together, we could pretend to be husband and wife.
He'll do for the wedding!
“Your Highness, Prince Rui, let's have a fake wedding. Once I inherit the fortune, you get thirty percent and I get seventy. Then we'll divorce right away!”
The prince gave her a cold look. “You think you can marry me and then leave? Not a chance!”
It's very beautiful and unique. I thought it was some kind of routine, but when I looked at it, I realized something was different. It wasn't a bad street routine... Just wait for the update...