Xu Minghua, the pampered only daughter of the Xu family in the capital, was well-known as a vase beauty in the circle——
I don't know how to play music, chess, calligraphy or painting, but I am the best at shopping and swiping credit cards.
Until one day, Yan Haoxiang, the cold-faced king of hell of the Yan Group, became her legal husband.
Yan Haoxiang: Everyone in the business circle respects him, he is ruthless and not approachable to women. On the night of the marriage, he made an agreement: "Each should play his own way, and don't cross the line."
Xu Minghua nodded obediently, turned around and entered the underground racing track wearing a mask.
——She drove it.
That night, Yan Haoxiang received the news: "Mr. Yan, madam... She won the championship."
Yan Haoxiang:?
The vest falls off again and again:
In an international hacker competition, the mysterious contestant "M" swept the list, and the entire network begged for help. Yan Haoxiang looked at the familiar code style on his "weak" wife's computer screen and remained silent.
In a top medical forum, the genius surgeon "Hua" broadcast live surgery, and it was hard to get a ticket. Yan Haoxiang blocked the person who had just taken off the mask in the hospital corridor, his eyes were deep: "Ms. Xu, explain?"
In an underground boxing ring, the undefeated queen "Fire Phoenix" KO'd her opponent, and the whole place was excited. Yan Haoxiang crushed the mineral water bottle in the audience.
…
Later.
Yan Haoxiang tore the prenuptial agreement into pieces, leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window, and said in a low voice:
"Xu Minghua, how many things are you hiding from me?"
Xu Minghua blinked, with an innocent look on his face: "Mr. Yan, the agreement says that everyone does his or her own thing."
"I changed my mind." He grabbed her wrist, "Now, I want you to cross the line."
Intention: No