Forced by my family to marry the legendary cold-blooded CEO, I thought he was a disfigured and disabled old man, but turned out to be a handsome and wealthy business emperor. He asked me to play the role of the perfect wife, and I made a condition: "10 million monthly pocket money, and no interference in each other's lives." But when I used my master's degree in economics to impress the audience at the business summit, he announced in public: "This is my wife and the new CEO of my company." Hey, what about the agreement that we will not interfere with each other?
