After I Transmigrated, I Danced on the God of War Prince's Minefield

On our wedding night, he gripped my chin, his eyes cold as ice. "Remember, you're just the daughter of the enemy who killed the woman I loved, a substitute!"

I smiled brightly. I struck where it hurt most when he was feeling triumphant, and slipped away unscathed when he was furious.

He didn't know that I was an expert at reading microexpressions and could see through every one of his disguises.

Later, when the truth came to light, he wrapped his arms around me, his eyes bloodshot. "Yanyan, I was wrong."

I caressed his face and said each word clearly: "Xiao Jue, your apology is the funniest joke I've ever heard."