At Night, My Underworld King Husband Comes Again

My story, told in the first person.

My name is Qiao Lingxi. When I was born, auspicious rain fell from the heavens. Not only did my grandfather recover from the leg ailment that had plagued him for years, but our family business, which had been on the decline, began to thrive.

A fortune-teller once said I was destined to face a great calamity, and that if I survived it, I would become immensely wealthy and distinguished.

Grandfather refused to believe him and even drove him away.

Sure enough, when I was nine, I was in a car accident. A girl riding in the same car and I were both flung more than ten meters by a truck. She died, but I survived.

Another nine years of peaceful life passed. Then, on the night I turned eighteen, his arrival completely changed my fate.

That night, he leaned close to my ear and whispered, “You little rascal, do you want this prince to hold you a little longer?”

I thought it was only a dream, but it turned out to be just the beginning…