[Both leads are devoted only to each other + mutual hunting + strong male and female leads + hilarious] (When a revenge queen meets a playacting tycoon, she thinks she’s taken in a poor little thing. But in the end, she discovers he’s actually the capital’s crown prince, who’s been scheming for ages and deliberately walked into her trap!)
The day her fiancé showed up at the airport with his green-tea mistress in his arms, Jiang Wangyue grabbed a handsome, ripped, 186-centimeter construction worker instead.
Her red lips brushed his Adam’s apple. “I’ll pay for the certificate, you provide the looks. Deal?”
He nodded like a bobblehead. “Absolutely!”
After she drove off her scumbag fiancé,
Jiang Wangyue said, “Sorry, that was just an act. I’m finally free, so I’ll send you 20,000 yuan!”
Bo Yunhan: This woman changes her mind faster than she turns a page!!
Later, in a top-tier private room at a nightclub, the capital’s crown prince wore a sexy mask, looking both alluring and tempting. “Sis, I’m even more useful than a marriage certificate, especially when it comes to legally unwrapping products meant for couples who’ve only ever been with each other...”
The next morning, she looked at the man in front of her and tried to run, hiking up her skirt.
Bo Yunhan held up a household registration booklet in his left hand and covered a nonexistent wound with his right. “Miss Jiang touched me 108 times last night. Under the Civil Code, you owe me a spot in the spouse column.”
Jiang Wangyue gritted her teeth. “This poor guy’s had a rough life. Working construction, then selling himself at a nightclub. We’ve already slept together, so I might as well keep him!”
The capital’s crown prince, Bo Yunhan, grinned to himself. “The fish finally took the bait!”
Later, news of their marriage shocked the entire capital!
That night, the trending topics exploded: #ThankYouSisterJiangForGettingRidOfTheScum# #SomeoneShouldCheckTheTycoonsMentalState#
Jiang Wangyue crushed her wineglass. “Bo Yunhan, you’ve got quite a few secret identities, don’t you?”
The man drew her fingertips to his lips. “If I didn’t wear a secret identity, how could I get my wife to take it off herself?”
