The maids thought their aloof, proud young mistress had fallen lovesick, since she drew the same strangely dressed, never-before-seen handsome man every day. Then one day, the gentleman in her painting came to life...
As it happened, the government was forcing people to attend matchmaking sessions, and the young mistress chose him without a moment’s hesitation.
The painted gentleman was so poor he couldn’t pay the fee to buy his freedom, so she had no choice but to “marry him.”
He pressed her at every turn. “You want me to be your live-in son-in-law? Absolutely not!”
At first, he constantly ignored and misunderstood his wife, never giving her the time of day. Later, the moment another man so much as glanced at her, he would immediately declare his claim: “That’s my wife!”
Besides, since the government arranged the match, in his wife’s hometown dialect, wouldn’t they simply be an “officially paired-up couple” anyway?
