It’s here! The moment that will decide her fate has arrived! He wears an old military uniform, washed until its color has faded. It has no collar insignia or cap badge, yet it still sits smartly on him, outlining his broad shoulders and trim waist. Years under the sun have bronzed his skin. His brow is high, his nose sharp as a blade, and his lips are pressed together, giving him a stubborn, rugged look. Drunk, his eyes, which should be as keen as an eagle’s, are now bleary and bloodshot. But instead of diminishing his presence, it only adds a wild, untamed charm.
Lin Wan’s breath catches. Her inner monologue races by like a barrage of comments: “Wait! That face... that body... all that masculine energy hitting me at once?! This is the ‘rough, uncouth country bumpkin’ who barely got a mention in the original? Who are they kidding? He’s a battle-worn tough guy with a pretty-boy face, exactly my type! This transmigration... might, maybe, possibly... not be a bad deal after all?!” The despair and fear that had filled her heart are knocked to pieces by the overwhelming force of “good looks are justice.” As she looks at the man, awkward from drink yet still possessed of striking features and a tall, straight bearing, a daring thought, one that runs completely counter to the original owner’s fate, sprouts and grows wildly.
A dead end? No! This is an enormous fortune falling right into her lap! She’s keeping this husband! She has to win him over!
