On the third day of my wedding, my sister-in-law came to my house with my former fiancé on her arm to see my joke. She was convinced that I had become a corpse under the hands of the living king of hell.
When she came in, I was sitting leisurely in the yard nibbling on the rose cake that Gu Zhaoheng specially left for me. I also tried the "congratulatory gift" she sent - a bowl of poisoned bird's nest.
The taste is okay, but it's a bit numb on the tongue.
Seeing that I was safe and sound, my sister's face turned green.
She pretended to be concerned: "Sister, cousin Zhaoheng didn't make things difficult for you, right? He has a bad temper..."
Before I finished speaking, Gu Zhaoheng appeared from behind me, naturally took half of the snack in my hand, stuffed it into his mouth, and then pulled me up with a frown.
"How many times have I told you, eat less sweets."
His tone was scolding, but the hand that wiped away the crumbs from the corner of my mouth was incredibly gentle.
He glanced at the poisonous bird's nest on the table, his eyes were as cold as ice, and he looked at my sister-in-law:
"My wife, you don't need outsiders to care about you."
"Also, drink this bowl yourself before leaving."
Looking at my sister's pale face, I silently opened my system panel.
I looked at the man next to me who everyone feared and smiled.
She didn't know that what she recommended to me was not the living king of hell, but my exclusive task publisher and... Future husband
