Marrying Up

A gloomy male ghost steals the wife, while her domineering traditional husband turns dark Daily updates begin now, every evening at 8:30 sharp “There is no such thing as marrying up. You simply haven’t seen what he covets yet. The gifts fate bestows have already had their price marked in secret.” Gu Ci went from having nothing to becoming the enviable Mrs. Fu in Shanghai’s elite circles. It took her only three months. Fu Weisheng, the eldest son of Shanghai’s top-tier Fu family, was ruthless and unfathomable. To outsiders, the only blemish on his otherwise smooth-sailing life was marrying a scheming woman with no connections, whose only asset was her beauty. At a charity gala, someone asked why the heir of the Zongzheng family in the capital had returned to the country without going home, traveling all the way south instead. “Mr. Lin, you made quite a name for yourself on Wall Street. Are you planning to return to your old line of work now that you’re back?” Zongzheng Lin gazed at the slender, pale ankle visible beneath the black velvet curtain, and curled his lips in amusement. “Return to my old line of work?” Bzz, bzz Gu Ci took out her phone. The familiar number on the screen had sent her a message: [Rekindle things with an old flame] In an instant, all the color drained from her face, and she felt as if she’d been plunged into an ice cellar. An invisible chain, cold and sticky, seemed to coil around her ankle. She couldn’t move another inch. Just then, her husband, Fu Weisheng, wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, his hold forceful and fiercely possessive. Like a startled rabbit, she wrenched herself free of that shackle, turned, and threw herself into his arms. In a soft, weak voice full of dependence, she called him “hubby.” As the one who had betrayed their relationship, Gu Ci tried to appease Zongzheng Lin at every turn, treading carefully, swallowing her pride, and pleading with him to compromise. But instead of calming him down, she only made him go further. He couldn’t even be bothered to lift his eyelids as he said coldly, “Gu Ci, I’ll give you one more month. File for divorce yourself. Don’t make me do it.” * Fu Weisheng believed he had always treated his young wife well. After all, she was frail and innocent, like a dodder vine that couldn’t survive without him, completely obedient to him in both body and mind. But in the fourth year of their marriage, his little wife, prompted by her therapist, actually began to fight back, and eventually even started cheating on him. Content warnings are listed in the author’s note of Chapter One. Synopsis captured on May 12, 2026 Theme: Return to my old line of work? No, return to an old flame…