In order to save my family from bankruptcy, I was forced to marry Lu Chenzhou, a taciturn technology upstart.
On our wedding night, I danced on the bed wearing red pajamas and said, "My surname is Lu, I only show off my skills, not my body!"
He called up the surveillance camera with an expressionless face: "Video of you pole dancing in a bar last month, busking?"
I angrily tore up the prenuptial agreement: "I want to share half of your family property!" He calmly stamped it: "Deal, the premise is that you piss me off three times a day."
While I was working diligently, he was fascinated by my graffiti document: "Did Mrs. Lu's Xiaoxiaole strategy solve the company's merger and acquisition problem?"
Until his old enemy kidnapped me, I cried and called: "Husband, they won't let me eat ice cream!" The kidnapper was mad: "We are fucking blackmailing!" Lu Chenzhou said with a smile: "Good boy, enough ice cream. Take off the kidnapper's hood, he is our new CTO."
Later, financial headlines: Lu and his wife joined forces, and the stock market wiped out tens of billions of rivals. I nestled in his arms and sighed: "Honey, I can't seem to move anymore." He kissed my fingertips: "It doesn't matter, it's me for the second half." - For example, how about being a child first?
