Married to a Wife-Doting Maniac? I’m His Ancestor!

[Everyday urban life, lighthearted comedy, urban setting, powerful tycoons, scheming, face-slapping, 1v1]

On our wedding day, the domineering CEO dropped to one knee: “I’ll pamper you for the rest of your life.”

I looked down at him. “Who told you to kneel?”

The whole room fell silent.

I took the diamond ring and announced to everyone, “From now on, call me Ancestress at home.”

He said yes.

And he really did.

The whole city laughed at him for marrying a shrew.

Only I knew that this man was the sweetest little puppy I’d ever picked up.

Later, someone asked him, “Mr. Shen, where do you rank in your household?”

He answered without a flicker of emotion, “My Ancestress comes first. I come last.”

A reporter then asked, “What is your wife like?”

He was silent for three seconds. “She’s the fiercest woman I’ve ever met, and the only person I’ll ever submit to.”

I sat beside him, sipping tea without looking up. “Kneel when you speak.”

He really knelt.

The whole internet exploded.

Some people called me a master at keeping husbands in line.

Some called me the toughest wife in the wealthy elite.

Some said I must have saved the galaxy in a previous life.

I smiled. “I just treat him the way he treats me.”

This novel has no naive sweetheart or love-struck heroine, just an Ancestress who raises a domineering CEO like her son.

If you’re tired of domineering CEOs pinning heroines against walls and heroines sobbing, come see what a truly empowering power fantasy looks like.

A friendly warning: buckle up before you start reading. I’m afraid you’ll laugh so hard your abs will hurt.