Two marriage contracts arrived at the Jian family at the same time.
One came from Gu Feichen, the dignified and refined Buddhist gentleman of the capital's elite circle.
The other came from Huo Hexiao, the living King of Hell said to have caused the deaths of two fiancées.
In my previous life, my father wanted to be fair, so he had my younger sister and me draw lots to choose our husbands.
I drew Gu Feichen, while my sister drew Huo Hexiao.
But on the day of the wedding, my sister Jian Yao was in a car accident and died on the spot.
That night, Gu Feichen calmly said he was going to the Buddhist hall to chant prayers and guide my sister's soul to rest.
But once he went in, he stayed there for seven years.
For all those seven years, the doors to the Buddhist hall remained shut.
I tried seducing him, pleading, screaming abuse, even breaking down the door by force, but nothing could make him open it.
Until one night, the Buddhist hall caught fire.
I risked my life to save Gu Feichen, but he shoved me away with all his strength:
“Jian Zhiwei, Jian Yao has always been the one I love.”
“If I could live my life over, I would never marry you...”
So, reborn into this life, I looked at the rigged lottery box and said outright:
“No need to trouble yourselves. I'll marry that living King of Hell from the Huo family!”
But why did Gu Feichen suddenly show up on my wedding day?
He knelt in front of my wedding car, eyes red, threatening to take his own life and begging me not to marry him...
