He Came Back to Life After I Married Him for Good Fortune

One absurd marriage contract sent me, the “ungrateful” woman who had once rejected the Lu family’s proposal, straight into the mourning hall of the late Lu Huaijin.

Everyone was waiting to laugh as I clung to the memorial tablet and wept my heart out.

I calmly straightened the clothes of the departed man in the coffin and whispered in his ear, “Are you satisfied now?”

Who could have guessed that the young master Lu, dead for half a month and pale as a corpse, would suddenly open his eyes?

Later, all of Shanghai knew that the Lu family’s Seventh Young Master, who had “returned from the dead,” had changed completely. He doted on his bride, whom he had married to bring him good fortune, as if she were the apple of his eye.

But no one knew

He could hear everyone’s thoughts.

Including the tens of thousands of words of “affectionate greetings” I sent him in my head every day.

And his greatest pleasure was to calmly repeat those “greetings” to me, one word at a time, in a soft voice.

“Wife,” he said with a smile, his eyes deep as a pool. “Tired of cursing me? Why don’t we talk about what comes after ‘satisfied’?”