Our Contract Is Up? The Capital's Crown Prince Is Losing His Mind

The moment Jiang Zhuo opened her eyes, she found herself inside a wealthy-family romance set in Beijing, full of heartbreak.

Her identity: the unloved second daughter of the Jiang family.

Her predicament: her older sister eloped with her childhood sweetheart, and her stepmother slapped her into a wedding car, forcing her to marry Pei Yanzhou, the most fearsome power broker in Beijing, as a replacement bride.

In the original story, the cannon-fodder replacement bride was neglected by the male lead for three years, kicked out with nothing, and left with a miserable fate.

Jiang Zhuo sneered. “I’m not playing along with this plot.”

Her plan was simple: be a dutiful wife in name only for three years, collect her money when the time was up, then walk away.

But

She was cold easily, so Pei Yanzhou turned the underfloor heating in the entire villa up to twenty-eight degrees.

She loved good food, so Pei Yanzhou had ingredients flown in from all over the country and hired a team of eight chefs just for her.

Whenever she was wronged, her eyes had barely turned red before Pei Yanzhou made sure the person responsible vanished from Beijing that very day.

Jiang Zhuo panicked. “Mr. Pei, we agreed to live our own lives, ”

Pei Yanzhou pressed her against the door, his lips hovering close as he murmured in a husky voice, “The agreement has changed.”

“Changed to what?”

“Changed to this: you’re not leaving me for the rest of your life.”

Everyone in Beijing knew Pei Yanzhou was cold and ruthless, decisive in his actions, and never interested in women.

Until someone saw the most powerful man in Beijing kneeling on one knee in a shopping mall, gently tying a young woman’s shoelaces.

Everyone: ???

Only later did everyone understand: the pampered darling whom Beijing’s elite treated like a treasure was Pei Yanzhou’s one true weakness.