My sister should have married the Living King of Hell, and I should have married the Sunshine Movie King.
But there was a heavy rain on the wedding night, and I was sent to the room of Ouyang Jue, the Living King of Hell.
The next day I caught him in bed and the whole town laughed at me.
He guarded his shortcomings with a cold face: "I admit it, she will be mine from now on."
With an agreement, I became his contract wife.
He set the rules forcefully, but always refrained from asking me late at night: "Is it okay?"
I acted cute and naive on the outside, but behind my back I turned the tables and uprooted the moths in his house.
Until I discovered that that ridiculous wrong marriage turned out to be a chess game he had set up for ten years.
The cold-faced master pushed me against the wall every night: "I plot the world just to lock you in the palm of my hand."
"Honey, it's your turn to take the position of queen of public opinion."
# Marriage First, Love Later # wealthy president # sweet pet # long-planned # Wrong marriage
The heroine is really my role model.