What?! I Mistook Beijing's Richest Man for a Gay Man

Chu Xi rushed into marriage with a child in tow, settling for a man who earned just 3,000 a month and had a face colder than an icicle in the dead of winter. He was tall, with a strikingly handsome face and deep, aloof features. Though he was flat broke, he was a decent man who treated her child, whose origins were a mystery, as his own. What’s more, he seemed not only cold and distant, but also had an extremely close “male friend.” Given Chu Xi’s circumstances, he was practically the perfect man to marry. They agreed to give each other what they needed, then divorce without delay as soon as the two years were up! Time flew by. Chu Xi suddenly discovered that the man she shared a home and bed with not only liked women, but had also become the richest man in Jingbei, with power over everything. Furious when she found out, Chu Xi shoved divorce papers in front of the powerful Master Fu time and again. “I want a divorce! Right now! I can’t wait another hour!” The man let out a breath, then finally lost patience. He lifted his indignant, pouty-faced wife onto his lap and fluttered his long lashes, putting on an innocent look. “Darling, is there still time for me to kneel on a durian?” That would have been one thing, but his long fingers kept wandering over her waist, like a little puppy pawing at its owner to win her over. When Chu Xi still didn’t react, he could only signal to the little one beside them. The child understood at once, tilted their head up, and hugged Chu Xi’s leg without another word. “Xia Xia will eat a couple more durians and kneel for Daddy. Pretty Mommy, please forgive Daddy just this once, okay? Please?” Chu Xi’s expression stiffened. “...” Does the kid even remember who raised them through all those hardships?