The seemingly gentle, devoted wife who is actually a spoiled darling X the seemingly aloof, abstinent top who is actually a jealous type
Height difference | Age difference
Before the wedding, Shen Zhimian was the pampered young master of the Shen family.
After the wedding, faced with a husband who wore a cold expression and never came home, and a mother-in-law who acted gentle and magnanimous, Shen Zhimian had no choice but to swallow his temper and play the part of a well-behaved wife for the sake of the family’s interests.
A few days later, his brother-in-law returned home. Rumor had it that he was detached and indifferent, and treated people with no regard for their feelings.
The man wore a crisp suit, his deep eyes sharp as an eagle’s. When he looked at Shen Zhimian, there wasn’t the slightest flicker of emotion in them.
At first sight, Shen Zhimian was so frightened that he hid in his room.
Half an hour later, someone knocked on the door.
When it opened, a small, palm-sized face peered out cautiously. Shen Zhimian’s eyes were red and puffy, glistening with tears. In a soft voice, he asked, “Did you need something? Your brother isn’t home.”
Huo Ting’s breath caught. His gaze at Shen Zhimian grew dark, then shifted to those swollen, rosy lips.
He sneered. “Sister-in-law, are you trying to seduce me?”
Shen Zhimian, who had secretly eaten spicy gluten snacks and was now crying from the heat, blinked. “Huh?”
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Huo Ting was the head of the Huo family, a man who called the shots in the business world. No one had ever dared defy him.
Yet this man, who prided himself on his high moral standards, fell in love with his own sister-in-law.
Before long, he even began to find everyone who got close to Shen Zhimian an eyesore.
Those detestable people were all coveting his little sister-in-law.
At last, Huo Ting used every means at his disposal to get rid of everyone who approached Shen Zhimian, including the man who was his sister-in-law’s husband in name only: his own older brother.
That night, the man pushed open the door he had coveted for so long and strode inside. He threw back the covers, pinned Shen Zhimian beneath him, and kissed him domineeringly.
Shen Zhimian jolted awake and slapped him.
But he was too weak to break free of the man’s embrace. All he could do was bite his lip in distress and protest pitifully, “I’m your sister-in-law.”
Huo Ting pressed his tongue to the cheek his little sister-in-law had touched and laughed dreamily.
His callused fingertips tenderly brushed the crimson lips he had bitten. “So what?”
“You were always meant to be my wife.”
Theme: Happiness for you, me, and everyone.
