At our wedding, Xie Li kissed his female buddy in front of everyone, then dragged her into the dressing room to fool around.
It was because his buddy, Li Nianzhi, was born with a “life of wealth.” The closer he got to her, the more good fortune rubbed off on him.
Their lewd sounds rang out without the slightest restraint.
When Xie Li came out, he looked embarrassed.
“Xinxin, if I land this deal, I can become general manager. I had no choice…”
Seeing my grim expression, his buddies chimed in.
“Sister-in-law, a little fun will bring you good luck! We're just helping out a buddy. Once Xie Li has money, he'll be able to take care of you!”
“If it weren't for Nian Nian, how could you have afforded that hundred-thousand-yuan birthday gift?”
They acted as if they were in the right and even produced evidence of how they'd helped each other.
The hidden group chat was full of intimate videos of Xie Li and Li Nianzhi, along with photos of the money Xie Li had thrown her way.
Xie Li glanced around nervously before speaking.
“I want Nian Nian to move into our marital home… But don't worry, you're still my wife. We'll take the master bedroom, and I'll only go to Nian Nian's room when I need to.”
“She helped me as a buddy because she wants me to get promoted and earn enough to support the family. She said she won't bother you, and we'll be sure to take precautions.”
I nodded without expression and turned to leave.
Then I called my father.
“Dad, Ji Li didn't pass the assessment. I'm coming home to inherit the family fortune.”
A life of wealth, huh?
I wondered how long their luck would last.
