After a Mix-Up Leads to a Real Marriage, I Use My Secret Identity to Crush Them All

The bright red wedding dress was ice-cold against her skin as servants from the Su family forcibly stuffed Su Wan into the bridal sedan.

She was supposed to take Su Rou's place and marry Mo Chenyuan, the second young master of the Mo family, rumored to be disabled and violent.

But when the sedan door opened, she found herself not at a secluded courtyard, but at the heavily guarded Mo family residence.

The gold lettering on the gate read: Mo Tingxiao.

Su Wan wrenched herself free of the servants, her voice cold as ice.

“You've got the wrong bride! I'm marrying Mo Chenyuan, not the eldest Mo son!”

Her adoptive mother, Liu Mei, grabbed her. “So what if we got it wrong? Tingxiao runs the Mo family. You couldn't ask for a better match!”

Hiding behind them, Su Rou's eyes gleamed with malice.

Sister, just go quietly into that cursed house and marry him for me.

The next moment, a man in a black suit approached at an unhurried pace.

He gripped the marriage certificate, his gaze as sharp as a blade.

“Su Wan, my name is on the certificate.

You weren't given the wrong groom. You were meant to marry me from the start.”

Su Wan sneered and dropped all pretenses.

“You want me to be your pawn? Fine.

A marriage contract. Help me destroy the Su family, and I'll do whatever you want.”