The Bandit and the Young Lady

Duan Xiaolou is determined to become a chivalrous outlaw who stands up for justice.

But somehow, an "evil woman" brands her a bandit.

A bandit! A bandit!?

Is it fate that brings two people together across a thousand miles, or do enemies always cross paths?

All she says is, "I'm a good person, and I'm a woman."

And a confused man forces her to marry his daughter? Marry, marry, marry... take a wife?

And the woman she's marrying is that "evil woman"!?

On their wedding night,

The bandit says, "Hey, you wicked woman. Don't get any ideas about me. My heart belongs to someone else."

The young lady gives a cold, disdainful snort.

After going around in circles, the little boy she knew as a child turns out to be the wicked woman, and the beloved husband she once dreamed of becomes the beautiful wife she has now.

The bandit is left reeling~

Night falls.

The young lady gives her a coquettish smile and curls a finger. "Duan Lang, it's late. Shall we go to bed?"

The shameless bandit's little face turns red. "My wife, I'm coming~"

A story about an impatient, self-absorbed little husband (the top!? Are you sure!?) and his scheming wife (the bottom!? Are you sure!?)~

My silly little completed story: Read "A Love's Happy Fate," about a useless woodworker dad selling himself to an icy woodworker wife when they were young.

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P.S. I'm posting the blurb first. I'll start once I have enough chapters saved up (currently 24 chapters, over 70,000 words). Please adopt me

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