The night I returned home, I drunkenly mistook my powerful enemy for the number one.
He whistled arrogantly and asked him how much he paid for the night.
The whole place was dead silent.
But he put out his cigarette, hugged me into his arms, and said in a bewitching voice: "I'm not casual. If you want to provoke me, you can marry me."
With a marriage contract, I became the famous Mrs. Ji in the capital.
Everyone laughed at me for relying on family marriage to reach a high position, and that I was a substitute for him to use to anger Bai Yuejin.
Until the secret photos he had collected for six years were exposed, and the earliest one was of my high school graduation ceremony.
Until I accidentally discovered that the tattoo on his heart was my initials.
Later, someone publicly humiliated me at a business dinner.
He flipped the table in front of everyone, his eyes as fierce as Shura:
"Apologise to my rose - otherwise, I'll let your whole family be buried with you."
As everyone knows, this seemingly absurd marriage first and love later is a long-planned sweet trap he has set for me since he was sixteen years old.
