Su Ruanruan made a quick calculation and discovered that this year would bring her a bloody disaster. She wouldn’t live to see twenty-five!
A fortune-teller told her the only way to avert it was to marry a man with an exceptionally strong birth chart, a “Heavenly Fiend Lone Star.”
Across the entire capital, only Lu Jinghan, the feared “living King of Hell,” fit the bill!
So Su Ruanruan grabbed her household register and barged into Lu Jinghan’s private club.
“Mr. Lu, please marry me! If you do, I’ll get to live, and you’ll be free of your family’s matchmaking pressure! It’s a win-win. We both come out ahead!”
Lu Jinghan looked at the little rabbit before him, all nerve and not much sense, and let out a cold laugh.
He needed a human shield. She needed her life.
Deal.
After they married, Lu Jinghan thought he’d married a good-for-nothing who did nothing but eat, and planned to toss her aside once he got bored.
Until...
When his family gave him a hard time, Su Ruanruan smiled and pulled out a copper coin. “Auntie, your forehead looks dark. Have you been constipated lately?”
When a rival in love provoked him, Su Ruanruan linked her arm through his and staked her claim. “You have great taste, sis. Too bad he’s my husband now.”
When his stomach troubles flared up, a bowl of plain noodles from Su Ruanruan brought tears to his eyes.
Looking at the little money-grubber beneath that soft, adorable exterior, Lu Jinghan suddenly thought: There may be no way out of this marriage after all.
