My best friend set me up on a blind date with her perfect second brother, but I got drunk, walked into the wrong room, and spent a wild night with a handsome stranger.
I thought it was a mortifying disaster, but the handsome stranger whipped out his household registration booklet. “I’ll take responsibility. Let’s go get our marriage license right now.”
Fine by me. He’s even more handsome than my blind date, so it’s a win!
But after we got married, my best friend kept telling me about her big brother, a vicious, heartless man who brought misfortune to any woman who married him.
Then one day, I happened to see her family portrait. Pointing at the icy CEO in the center, I asked her in a trembling voice, “That big brother you mentioned… is his name Lu Chen?”
My best friend: “Yeah. Why?”
I silently held up my marriage certificate. “Nothing. He’s my husband now, and he insists on calling me Baby at night.”
The plot is too short