“Madam, it’s time to go home and inherit your trillion-dollar fortune.” It wasn’t until the world’s richest man knelt before me that I realized just how deeply my “pretty-boy” husband had hidden his secret identity.
On the day of our business marriage, I handed Lu Jinshen an agreement: separate rooms, keep it private, and divorce after three years. He lowered his eyes and signed, docile as a lamb. I thought I had the deal firmly in hand
He was just a pretty face to keep up appearances, while I was the one calling the shots. That was until gangsters crashed our party. I grabbed a bottle, ready to fight for my life, when my husband, who usually hid behind me, casually wiped his fingers clean and twisted a thug’s gun barrel apart with his bare hands. I stared at him in shock. He winked at me, then put on his usual innocent look. “Honey, did I… get myself into trouble?”
Later, I learned that the seemingly meek “marriage pawn” I thought I could push around was the dreaded Night God of War of the underworld. The fallen rich family I thought was down to its last breath actually commanded a trillion-dollar empire beyond my wildest imagination. And the identity of a revenge-seeker I had carefully concealed had long been part of his plan.
When the world’s powerful figures filled the hall and knelt, all calling me “Madam,” I turned to Lu Jinshen, who was still smiling gently beside me. He looked back at me and softly took my hand. “The game is over, honey.”
“Now it’s our turn to flip the table.”
