[Hilarious comedy + secret identity revealed + ex regrets everything]
I burned ghost money for my ex-husband, the ancient god Shuo Yin, for ten thousand years, wishing him a swift journey to paradise.
I never expected him to show up in my antique shop like a zombie, with no memory of who he was!
Looking at the number one muscle in all three realms, who had practically delivered himself to my door, I slapped my monthly salary of three thousand yuan down in front of him.
“Bodyguard job. Room and board included. You in?”
From then on, the aloof god became my personal workhorse, serving tea, fetching water, rubbing my shoulders, and massaging my legs.
But he was always looking at me as if I’d betrayed him, as though I’d done something unforgivable to gods and mortals alike.
Then the demon army came marching toward us, and I stretched, ready to warm up.
But the amnesiac Shuo Yin instinctively stepped in front of me. Facing a countless horde of demon generals, he said coldly,
“I am here. Who dares lay a hand on my... boss?”
In an instant, the entire army dropped to its knees, their cries shaking the heavens. “Welcome back, Demon Ancestor! Greetings, Lord God!”
Shuo Yin stared at me in utter confusion. “...So whose darling husband am I, anyway?”
