As a top surgeon, I accidentally saved the rumored cold-blooded business emperor in a bar.
The first thing he said after waking up was: "Sign an agreement and become my wife within three months."
The wedding was grand, and everyone was laughing at me, thinking that I would become an abandoned wife of a wealthy family.
Until the medical summit, he put on my coat in public and kissed my forehead: "Mrs. He, have you had enough fun? It's time to go home."
In my laboratory, he was kneeling on one knee, holding up a diamond ring: "Now, can I become a regular employee?"
