My Handsome Ghost Husband Only Wants Her Dead

🐰 Demure heiress and undertaker × ill-tempered Taoist priest × obsessive, alluring ghost who gets unmasked 📿 When Lin Zhaoshu had the best luck with men, she’d take charge of five or six of them a day. The kind that didn’t breathe. She never expected to transmigrate one day and be dragged off to bring good fortune to her new husband. A mad heiress paired with a second-rate Taoist priest: the neighbors laughed themselves silly. Her priest husband didn’t seem to care about the gossip, though. He just seemed to enjoy doing things to get her attention. For example: disappearing in the middle of the night, silently appearing behind her, measuring the curve of her neck with both hands, and staring at her with an infatuated look from time to time. …Lin Zhaoshu thought there was something wrong with her Taoist husband. * If a ghost ever went red-eyed over you, would you be moved? Lin Zhaoshu didn’t dare move at all. Whose red-eyed ghost would carry around a blood-soaked corpse and choke her until she cried? Thinking this, she raised her eyes to look at the Taoist priest who was gentle as jade by day, now awake in the middle of the night and writing with his back to her. Bringing a blood-soaked corpse is too low-class ✘ A sudden in-your-face scare is fun in moderation ✓ A chokehold is so suggestive! Lin Zhaoshu: ? Haha, why is it my husband? Perhaps because she’d dealt with so many male corpses, she soon got used to this way of expressing affection. So when the alluring ghost jumped out at her, she stopped cupping his face and kissing him, and pretended to be scared instead. When he saw her asleep and quietly put her in a chokehold, she looped a ribbon around his neck in return, tightening it slightly as she pretended to be shy. Then he picked up a knife, and Lin Zhaoshu watched, baffled. The alluring ghost felt her eager gaze and laughed teasingly. “If you’re willing, then please accept my virginity.” Before she could say, “Isn’t this a little too fast?” the ghost wrapped an arm around her waist and pressed the knife to her neck, his voice trembling: “I’m finally going to give birth to you.” The feeling of a blade piercing her throat was awful. Only then did Lin Zhaoshu realize that her alluring ghost husband wasn’t flirting. He really wanted to kill her. Only later did Lin Zhaoshu understand what the alluring ghost had meant. Ghosts were people transformed after death. Killing the person you loved could be considered giving birth to a ghost of your own. And before the killing, all those actions that seemed like terrifying threats to a human were actually courtship before reproduction. Lin Zhaoshu helplessly looked at the man pursuing her, murder in his eyes and the air of a wronged husband about him. Whenever the knife grazed her neck and she was paralyzed with fear, she wished she could return to the beginning and simply never meet this husband of hers. Coming soon: If You’re Broke, Why Pretend to Be Rich? [Male Lead Reborn] A genuinely money-loving woman × a fake rich young master - Wen Geyan hated nothing more than being poor. Poor men were even worse: unforgivable and rotten to the core. * At an interview. Countless cameras pointed at the man who had risen from illegitimate son to business-world heir, building his success from nothing. Host: Mr. Chen, what kept you going all these years, from obscurity to fame? Chen Zhen: Someone I met a long time ago, who loved money more than life itself. The host seized the opportunity to pry. “Could that someone have been your partner, Mr. Chen?” Chen Zhen neither confirmed nor denied it. He only lowered his eyes slightly, revealing no joy. Host: That relationship must mean a lot to you, if it’s what carried you this far. You must love her very much. Chen Zhen fell silent for a long while. Theme: Keep looking up