Su Ruanruan calculated with her fingers that there would be a "bloody disaster" this year and she would not survive until twenty-five!
The fortune teller said that you must marry the "Tiansha Lone Star" with extremely hard horoscopes to resolve the problem.
Looking at the entire Beijing circle, only the feared Living King of Hell—Lu Jinghan—qualifies the most!
So Su Ruanruan broke into Lu Jinghan's private club with her household registration book in hand.
"Mr. Lu, please marry me! As long as you marry me, I can live, and you can get rid of the forced marriage by your family! We are mutually beneficial, and we will not lose any money!"
Lu Jinghan looked at the timid little white rabbit in front of him and sneered.
He lacked a shield, and she lacked a life.
Make a deal.
After the marriage, Lu Jinghan thought that he had married a loser who only knew how to eat, and planned to throw it away when he got tired of it.
Until——
When his family made things difficult for him, Su Ruanruan took out a copper coin with a smile: "Second Aunt, I see your hall is dark. Are you constipated recently?"
He was provoked by his love rival. Su Ruanruan took his hand and declared her sovereignty: "Sister, you have such good taste. It's a pity that he is my husband now."
He had a stomachache, and Su Ruoruan's bowl of Yangchun noodles made him burst into tears.
Lu Jinghan looked at the little money lover under the soft and cute appearance, and suddenly felt: This marriage seems to be inseparable.
