[Marriage first, love later*sober heroine*anti-routine*high sweetness]
On the first day after marrying into a wealthy family, I discovered that my husband had two faces.
Monday to Friday: Workaholic, fall asleep.
Weekend: Literary young people, full marks for love talk.
I thought he was smart until I saw two husbands arguing:
"It's Monday, it's my turn to be on duty!"
I hide in the entrance hall and analyze calmly
Later I became a group trader.
The elder brother squeezes his shoulders, and the younger brother feeds him fruit.
Grandma cheered: "Who is on duty today? Grandma is ready to prepare melon seeds."
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