CEO, Your Wife Is Selling Her Wares Under the Overpass Again

Su Wanwan, a young mystic trained in the mountains, is bound by a marriage contract to Fu Jingshen, the notoriously ruthless CEO of the Fu Group, who supposedly brings misfortune to his wives.

Everyone is waiting to see when this country bumpkin will die from his bad luck, or when President Fu will kick her out.

But with a compass in her left hand and a peachwood sword in her right, Su Wanwan sets up her little stall and thrives among the wealthy.

“Mrs. Fu, do you think there’s something wrong with the feng shui in my home?”

Su Wanwan makes a quick calculation. “There’s nothing wrong with your home. It’s just that someone’s been painting you green.”

“Mrs. Fu, I keep having nightmares lately. Do you think I’ve been haunted?”

Su Wanwan glances at her. “You haven’t been haunted. Your husband’s mistress is making a voodoo doll of you.”

And what about Fu Jingshen, the supposedly cold and heartless man?

He’s lovingly handing his wife a payment QR code. “Honey, we made good money today. Let’s add a chicken leg to dinner tonight.”

Everyone: Weren’t you supposed to bring your wives bad luck? This isn’t how it’s meant to go!

Fu Jingshen: We can’t believe in superstition, but whatever my wife says is right. Bring wives bad luck? Not a chance. My wife brings me good fortune!