Marry

The dank male ghost's mistress takes over, and the feudal eldest father's ex-husband turns black Updated on time at 8:30 every night~ "There is no such thing as getting married in the world, but you haven't seen what he wants before. The price of the gift given by fate has already been marked secretly." At a charity dinner, someone inquired about the purpose of the Zong Zheng family's prince returning to China but not to Beijing, and why he went all the way south. "Mr. Lin, you have prospered on Wall Street. Do you plan to resume your old career when you return to China this time?" Zong Zhenglin looked at the slender snow-white ankle behind the black velvet curtain and curled his lips playfully: "Return to the old business?" Buzz—— Gu Ci took out her phone and saw a message from the familiar number on the screen: [Return to the old ways] [Mrs. Fu, I will take off your mask little by little. ] In an instant, all the blood drained from her face, and her whole body felt like it had fallen into an ice cellar. Her ankle seemed to be wrapped by a sticky, cold invisible chain, and she couldn't move any further. Until her husband Fu Weisheng grabbed her waist from behind, his movements were strong and possessive. Like a frightened rabbit, she broke free from the shackles in panic, turned around and threw herself into his arms, calling out "husband" in a low, weak and dependent voice. —— On a quiet spring night, Gu Ci wrapped herself in a bathrobe tightly and did not dare to look directly at the man on the sofa. "Did you just do it with him?" Zong Zhenglin asked casually. "No." She bit her lip in humiliation. He nodded casually, puffed out a puff of white smoke, and patted his thigh: "Come here and let me check." —— After four years of marriage, Gu Ci's stomach still hadn't moved, so her mother-in-law took her to the mountains to worship Buddha and ask for a child. [Come out, don't wear anything underneath, I'll check. ] On a stormy midnight, in front of the temple enshrining the statue of Bodhisattva, Gu Ci knelt on the bright yellow futon where she had prayed devoutly during the day. The man in front of her looked down at her from a high position. "Ask for a baby?" He leaned over and pinched her chin with two fingers, forcing her to open her mouth, "Mrs. Fu, if you don't have a baby, how can you get a baby?" Her plea for compromise made Zong Zhenglin intensify his demands. "Gu Ci, I'll give you a month. If you take the initiative to file for divorce, don't force me to do it." * Fu Weisheng, the eldest son of the top wealthy family in Shanghai, has a thunderous and unfathomable skill. In the eyes of outsiders, the only failure in his smooth life was that he married a woman with no background, no beauty, no ambition. He thought he loved and cared for his little wife. After all, she was weak and simple, like a dodder that couldn't survive without him. She was completely subordinate to him, both physically and mentally. But in the fourth year of their marriage, his young wife started to resist under the guidance of a psychiatrist, and even ended up deserting. Demining: It's an ancient piece of shit, written by an author with evil sexual tendencies, please proceed with caution! ! Don't scold the author and the heroine baby if you join! The heroine's vanity and money worship coexist with sincerity and kindness, and she randomly switches between the stupid beautiful wife and the scheming ruthless beauty. Overall, she is a sober wife who has no ambition and likes to take shortcuts by getting men. Don't let this persona slip in! In the early stage, Zong Zhenglin was a dank male ghost crawling in the dark, and in the later stage, the mistress took over and directly showed off his power. Fu Weisheng was a feudal eldest father in marriage. After the divorce, he turned into a yandere and criticized him wildly. He was imprisoned and forced to have sex. ——Screenshot of the copy on May 12, 2026—— Intention: Return to old business? No, go back to your old ways...