After living in Shanghai for five years, I decided to propose marriage on the spot for a broken-price apartment that was only sold to couples! Unexpectedly, instead of winning the blind date, I bumped into my nemesis in the workplace - Cheng Su, who took away my year-end bonus! He pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and handed over an agreement: "I need a wife to take care of the family, and you need a husband to buy a house. Let's work together for a win-win situation." OK! For the house, I endure it! After receiving the certificate and living together, the living room marked the boundary between Chu, He and Han, and the three chapters of the agreement were: No temptation! But can anyone tell me why this venomous and clean-mouthed rival not only has a cooking skill that rivals that of Michelin, but also domineeringly protects my wife when I am being made trouble by my colleagues? I panicked when he silently remembered all my preferences. When the agreement expired, he tore up the agreement and held me in his arms, "Lin Manman, the house is yours, and you are mine too!"
