My Fiancé Ran Off with a Poor Student, So I Married His Brother

On the day of their engagement, her fiancé ran off with the impoverished student his family had been supporting, disappearing to a distant land. Plenty of people laughed at her, saying she couldn’t even keep a man.

While trying to stop them from eloping, Shi Qingling got into a car accident and recovered painful memories of being kidnapped as a child. As her mind and body hovered on the brink of death, a man saved her. “So what if an incompetent man ran off?”

Treating him like a lifeline, Shi Qingling bit him to leave her mark.

The man raised an eyebrow. “Sharp teeth.”

After she woke up, she learned he was her ex-fiancé’s half-brother, born to the same father. Their father had sent him abroad, and even after he came of age and returned to the country, he had nothing to do with the family.

While recovering, Shi Qingling presented the two families with a solution to their marriage arrangement. “I lost a fiancé to begin with. Since you’re compensating me... your family can give me a husband.”

Qi Fan: ...Well played. You’re coming after me.

After their wedding, Shi Qingling felt she had picked a wonderful husband. Broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and impossibly good looks. He claimed he didn’t care for her, but he was soft-hearted, doted on his wife, and kissed her anyway.

Later, her ex-fiancé returned to the country in secret with the impoverished student, now heavily pregnant, hoping shamelessly to get back together with Shi Qingling.

Qi Fan spun the wedding ring on his finger, his gaze icy. “You’ve got no money and no virtue. What kind of trash would want you?”

From the day Qi Fan agreed to marry Shi Qingling, he had held on to one thought:

Anyone who gets between them with impure intentions deserves to die.

Right?

(A confident, sweet-talking heiress with a possessive streak × a proud, affection-starved eldest son who says one thing and means another)