After Marrying into a Wealthy Family, I Drove My CEO Husband Crazy

On the first day of my marriage to a wealthy family, my husband set 108 rules for me. I signed with a smile and turned around to make a suit for the stray dog—using his million-dollar suit. He said I was embarrassed, so I walked into the boardroom in my pajamas; He wanted to control me, so I handed him the divorce papers and flew to the North Pole. Later, he chased his wife all over the world, and I made a pile of "Is Jiang Minho" in the snow? Dog" . He was wearing a suit that I had cut into pieces and posted a message: Madam, her craftsmanship is very good. My best friend came to pick me up in a helicopter and said: "Men are like clothes, my best friend It's the siblings. " Her venomous lawyer caught up and added: "If your hand is gone, you can get a prosthetic limb. If your foot is gone, you can only use a wheelchair." —It turns out that I am not the only one who is crazy about the marriage between wealthy families.