A Cave Dwelling on a Desolate Night: The Cold-Faced Officer Pins Me Down and Begs Me to Marry Him

“Su Nanqiao, you’re Zhang the Blind Man’s wife in life, and a ghost of the Zhang family in death!” Her stepmother’s curses pierced the earthen walls.

On the heated brick bed, drugged Su Nanqiao clutched the corner of a coarse green military uniform, her eyes red-rimmed. “Take me with you. I’m easy to support.”

Huo Zongting, sent to the countryside on a mission, breathed heavily and wrapped her in his military coat. “I’ll go back to the brigade right now and file the paperwork. I’ll marry you.”

An international female executive unexpectedly transmigrates into the 1970s as a country girl waiting to be sold. No national grain coupons? No urban household registration? No problem! She decisively latches onto the officer and flash-marries him. The whole military compound laughs at Colonel Huo for marrying an illiterate country girl, but she turns around and starts black-market trading and reselling flawed fabric, thriving in the ration-coupon era. At night, the man who should have been so old-fashioned tightens his arms around her waist. “Nanqiao, military marriages are protected by law. Once you’ve warmed this bed, you’re mine for life.”