Aren't We Supposed to Be Mortal Enemies? How Did We End Up With Two Kids?

[Glamorous, Wealthy Heiress VS Sharp-Tongued, Clingy Young Master]

Jiang Kui, 23, is the president of Su City's Tianxi Group. Fair-skinned, beautiful, and long-legged, she's adored by her father, mother, and older brother. Life has always been so easy for her that she could practically coast through it.

Then, one day, her father collapsed.

When he woke up, he called her "Mom."

"Ma, would ya believe I'm not yer real pa?"

Jiang Kui smiled. "Then are you my uncle?"

"Her father" burst into tears. "What uncle? I'm your son, your actual son! I'm sixteen, and I transmigrated here from the future!"

Jiang Kui understood.

Her father had gone crazy.

But after that, everything changed.

At dinner, "Dad" tossed cilantro into her bowl. "Mom, I don't eat cilantro."

Before bed, "Dad" pouted and pleaded, "Mom, don't turn off the light. I'm afraid of the dark."

During meetings, "Dad" secretly tugged at her sleeve. "Mom, these old geezers sure talk a lot of nonsense."

At last, she managed to send the little menace on his way, and life returned to normal.

Then one day, a handsome man nearly six feet tall blocked her path, holding the hand of an adorable little girl.

"Mom, I'm back. This time, I brought my little sister too."

What? There was a second child?

Jiang Kui was going crazy.

She stared at the two faces before her, growing more and more uneasy by the second.

How could one person have five features and the two of them ten, yet look as if they'd been peeled right off Pei Su's face?

Why didn't her own children look like her?

Pei Su, head of the Pei family, was rich and handsome. His sharp tongue was his only flaw.

At a bar, he raised his glass and said casually, "Jiang Kui? Never heard of her."

Later, someone saw him pinning Jiang Kui, the woman he supposedly didn't know, in a corner and kissing her.

"We've already got two kids. Shouldn't we make it official?"

Someone else saw him chasing after that woman he supposedly didn't know.

"Come on, you little menace. Marry me, will you?"