[Deliberate seduction + obsessive wife-stealing + powerful man loses control + one-on-one devoted romance + groveling for forgiveness]
On her wedding night, the groom, Gu Yunhui, disappeared without a trace.
Wen Kui, a woman who had transmigrated here, sat alone in the bridal chamber. Once she’d served her purpose as a lucky charm, she was to be sent off as a concubine to a sixty-year-old man.
But she refused to accept her fate.
She carried a bowl of medicine and knocked on the heavy huanghuali-wood door. The most esteemed man in the residence lived inside: Gu Jinrong.
His identity was shrouded in mystery.
On the surface, he was the residence’s Second Master, yet the Duke and Duchess treated him with great respect. He was Gu Yunhui’s uncle, but only three years older than him.
Wen Kui knew perfectly well that although he seemed frail, sickly, and aloof, he quietly controlled the lifeblood of the entire household.
When she knocked on his door for the third time, she asked softly, “I heard Second Master is in poor health. I’ve come to care for you.”
The “Get out” she’d expected never came.
She knew she’d won her gamble.
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Gu Yunhui returned.
He brought his new bride to Qingfeng Courtyard and introduced her to his uncle.
Wen Kui respectfully offered him tea and bowed. “Please have some tea, Uncle.”
Gu Jinrong did not accept the cup. His gaze was cool, and his voice gave away no emotion. “That’s not what you called me in bed.”
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Later, Wen Kui ran away.
Soldiers had the villa surrounded, leaving no way out. He approached her step by step, his voice cold as ice. “A Kui, since you’re the one who seduced me, you’d better keep doing it forever.”
It turned out he’d known all along that she was only pretending to care.
He was waiting for her to choose.
Him, or a dead end.
*
“I know she acts sweet and innocent and is always putting on a show. As long as she’s willing to put on that act for me for the rest of her life, that’s all I need.”
*(The uncle and nephew are not related by blood.)*
