I pursued Ye Liqian for five years, trying every trick in the book. But in her eyes, I wasn't even her real boyfriend. "I'm getting married. My husband can't be you." Hearing those words, I was heartbroken, so I turned around and agreed to a marriage arranged by my family. My intended is a career woman who respects me but doesn't love me. Our marriage is a sham, but at least it gives me a little more confidence when I face Ye Liqian, so I'm not doomed to be mocked as a pathetic simp forever.
In the third year of our marriage, Ye Liqian flung a stack of documents in front of me. "If you don't want your wife to go to jail, divorce her and marry me."
I only sneered. "Miss Ye, haven't we been over for a long time?"
"I don't need another marriage, but I'm short an lover. Interested in applying for the position?"
