Shen Rui arrives in the 1970s with a space full of supplies, hoping only to keep her head down and stay alive.
Who knew that saving someone on a whim would catch the eye of a handsome, cold-faced man?
“You’re not what you seem.” His gaze is as sharp as a blade.
Shen Rui clutches her secret identity and trembles, thinking he’s going to report her.
Instead, the man pulls out a stack of ration coupons and a passbook. “Marry me. The money’s yours, and… so am I.”
One day, he watches her produce braised pork out of thin air and falls into deep thought.
“Wife, just who are you?”
