Book Title: "Huangfu Tieniu: A Sweet Wife Who Washes Her Feet on the Run"
Introduction:
Lin Daiyu, Butterfly Dream, Ice Crystal Tears, and Zixue, known as Qiaodong Xishi, is the poorest little white flower in the slums of City A.
During the day, she massaged the feet of customers at the "Wangyou International Health Club" and earned fifty-fifty cents of hard-earned money;
At night, he lived in a leaky bridge, ate hard steamed buns, and suffered from the rare poverty disease of "pearls falling out when he cries".
Her biggest wish in this life is to save enough money to cure her troublesome body that bruises at the slightest touch and goes bankrupt at the drop of a tear.
Until that night, a heavy rain poured down, and a man covered in blood and with an aura more terrifying than the King of Hell crashed into her bridge.
Seeing how pitiful he was, she saved him with only half a basin of hot water and the ancestral foot-washing technique.
When the man woke up, his wolf-like eyes were locked on her and the priceless pearls at her feet that had just been cried out.
He, Huangfu Tieniu, is the emperor of the night who stands at the top of global wealth and power. He can stop the stock market with a wave of his hand and shake city-states with his frown.
He pinched her chin and his voice was as hoarse as gravel: "Woman, I'm responsible for your tears. I want you too."
The next second, she was carried on his shoulders and flown directly back to the manor, which was made of pure gold and crystal and was as big as a maze.
"From today on, you are Mrs. Huangfu." He announced and handed her a black card. "There is no limit to the amount, but your task every night is to cry to me."
Her resistance was unprecedented in the face of his absolute power and wealth.
He used gaming-grade titanium alloy... And ordered the world's top designers to create a gorgeous dress studded with pearls for her, just to show it to everyone at the banquet.
: "Look, this is the country where my woman will cry."
She escaped, she ran, she hid in a seafood truck.
He used satellite positioning, a private fleet, and his father Ouyang Zhuangshi's square dance intelligence network to capture her.
"Run away again?" He kissed her tear-stained pearls one by one in front of everyone, with a terrifying possessiveness in his eyes, "I will let this city bury you with you."
And when she finally stole his secret, she handed it to her opponent tremblingly.
But the opponent knelt down with fear on his face: "Madam... What you have in your hand is the annual report of the cleaning department of the smallest subsidiary... Under Mr. Huangfu's name."
She turned around in shock and saw Huangfu Tieniu leaning next to the Rolls-Royce Phantom, playing with a lighter and smiling evilly.
"Have you had enough fun? My little runaway wife. Go home, your footbath... I've made people hot for the 99th time."
Purpose: I like to read novels about overbearing presidents
