We Agreed to Talk Business, but the Cold-Faced Commander Insists on Talking Romance

[Period setting + military marriage + sweet romance + miracle doctor + money-making + everyday bickering]

Lin Maisui, a top physical therapist, transmigrates into the 1970s as a pitiful young woman who is about to be sold off by her own father for a bride price from the start.

She turns around and slips into the military compound, setting her sights on Shen Huaiyuan, a wealthy “living King of Hell” with a broken leg and a foul temper.

Shen Huaiyuan is cold and menacing. “Get out. I'm not interested in women.”

Looking at the thick envelope of his military pay, Lin Maisui smiles like a flower. “Commander, I'm here to treat your leg, not to romance you. I charge by the session, with fair prices for everyone.”

Whenever the smell of safflower oil fills the room late at night and her soft, boneless hands press against his tense back, the steel-hard man's defenses crumble bit by bit.

He thinks she can't get enough of him, which is why she's always touching him from head to toe.

Little does he know that Lin Maisui's only concern is her calculations: this muscle is pretty stiff, so that'll cost extra!

One day, Shen Huaiyuan tosses aside his crutch and corners Lin Maisui as she's counting money, his eyes bloodshot.

“Lin Maisui, you've been flirting with me this long. When are you going to take responsibility?”

Lin Maisui looks innocent. “Commander Shen, there's no such clause in our contract.”

Shen Huaiyuan grits his teeth and offers up everything he owns. “There is now! You can have me, my money, and my life!”