On the wedding night, he dumped a huge agreement in front of me.
When the property was transferred and the pocket money was seven figures, he suffered in every case.
I asked him why, and he just said coldly: "After receiving the certificate, you must keep your duty."
But when I turned around, he tucked me in in the middle of the night and told me to drink milk at three in the morning.
This man said it was just a contract marriage, but secretly he doted on me.
Until one day, I found that all my preferences were written in the memo on his mobile phone.
It turns out that this marriage was never a coincidence.
