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When I was blocked in the alley, I was so scared that my legs weakened. He suddenly appeared and solved all the troubles with a slight movement of his fingertips. His tone was as calm as saying "the weather is nice today": "From now on, you are my wife."
Me: "??? Who are you, handsome guy? We are not familiar with each other!"
He took out the name photo I signed late at night: "You said, 'Fans are family,' and getting married is the best solution."
Still the optimal solution? This is obviously the beginning of hell difficulty!
Forced to live in the Dry Mountains, I smiled at Mr. Geno's business, who was chasing after my drama and urged me to update. At the same time, I was wary of the "Assassination Instruction Manual" that my husband would take out at any time, and by the way, I handed Killua entertainment melons to eat.
What's even more outrageous is my killer husband:
"This is a customized camouflage necklace that can block paparazzi cameras and has a 100% practicality rate."
"You want romance. I checked the guide. Do I need to hold you and spin you around three times?"
"Some people scolded you for your poor acting skills, but I have already dealt with them."
Me: "... No need to do that!"
But gradually, I discovered that this man who treated marriage as a transaction would heat up milk in advance when I was rushing to make an early morning announcement, would protect me when I was surrounded by illegitimate meals, and would interrupt the interview with a cold face when I felt wronged in front of the camera: "She is tired."
Help! Originally I just wanted to find a supporter, but why did I fall into the gentleness of a killer boss?
Concept: A top idol's contract marriage partner is a killer boss
