After Our Contract Marriage, My Younger Brother Wants to Cross the Line Every Day

Half an hour before the wedding, the groom sent a message: “Siyao is sick. We have to postpone the wedding.”

After three years of being understanding, all she ever got was, “Siyao needs me.”

Qiao Yanxi was done waiting! Still in her wedding dress, she headed to the matchmaking corner and grabbed a random man to get a marriage certificate.

“We’ll share a home but live our own lives. You cook, I’ll support us.”

“Deal.”

She thought it was just a transaction, but her sweet, puppy-like husband started crossing the line more and more every day.

Late at night after working overtime, he knocked on her door with a bowl of hot noodles. “You must be hungry, sis.” He made a point of brushing her hand.

He deliberately broke a cup, then openly drank from hers.

He changed clothes with the door half open, subtly showing off his physique.

On a stormy night, he sat pitifully outside her bedroom with a pillow. “Sis, I’m scared to be alone.”

He tried so hard to cross the line that, little by little, he went way too far.

Her ex-boyfriend confronted her with red-rimmed eyes. “Why did you choose him instead of me?”

Before she could answer, her husband pressed close to stake his claim. “Sis, he’s so mean.”

Chi Jianzhen put an arm around her waist and leaned against her shoulder. “Honey, tell him who you choose.”

Qiao Yanxi pinched his chin and smiled. “Of course I choose you.”

Only later did she discover that his phone was full of her photos.

That sweet, puppy-like man who seemed to have neither a house nor a car had been loving her all along with a carefully planned, unwavering devotion.