Why Is the CEO Always Picking Up a Wife at the Marriage Bureau?

Can someone tell me this isn’t just my luck?!

I was waiting outside the marriage registry to catch my cheating ex, but a drunk CEO dragged me inside and married me on the spot.

Once we had our marriage certificates, he handed me an agreement: “One year of marriage, three million in compensation.”

I looked at his godlike face, then at my three-digit bank balance...

Maybe I can’t afford to get divorced?

And so I was forced to start my career as a “professional wife.”

I live in his mansion, ride in his luxury car, and struggle to make it in show business along the way.

When haters call me an industry plant, I fire back with my top-of-the-class grades from professional courses.

When my rivals pay for smear campaigns, I go live: “Yes, I married into a rich family, but he threw away my instant noodles yesterday. Minus one point!”

The whole internet bursts out laughing, and then I get a message from him: “Come home tonight. I’ll make sure there’s plenty of instant noodles.”

I thought we were a marriage of convenience, each getting what we wanted.

Until he shut down every scandal about me and watched me from below the stage at the awards ceremony, eyes red.

Until I packed my bags to leave and he tore up the agreement, pinning me against the door. “Yu Shanshan, the contract is void.”

“But for the rest of your life, you have to be my legal wife and my true love.”

Later, a reporter asked me, “What’s the best thing about being married to Mr. Huo?”

I looked at the man below the stage, fists clenched with nerves, and smiled.

“Thanks for asking. I’m at the marriage registry, and I just walked out the door.”

“This time, I was the one who dragged him here. After all, a marriage certificate flavored like sweet-and-sour ribs tastes better.”