The Celestial Master Comes Down the Mountain: CEO Wife, Please Behave

I was squatting on the threshold of a Taoist temple, munching on an apple, when my master suddenly slapped a marriage contract against my face. “Pack your bags and go be someone’s live-in son-in-law!” Seven black SUVs drove up the mountain, and men in suits and sunglasses held up their credentials and shouted, “Routine inspection by the Xuanmen Oversight Group!” My master shoved me forward. “He’s the Ye Group’s future son-in-law!” The gold-embossed marriage contract landed in my arms, and the fifty-million-yuan bride price nearly blinded me. The next day, outside the civil affairs bureau, a cool, elegant CEO in designer clothes sized up my shabby Taoist robe. “Don’t say anything stupid during the livestream.” Just as the livestream chat exploded, Chen Shao and his men blocked the warehouse. I swung my peachwood