My Wicked Disciple Hopes I'll Become a Widow Every Day

His master's wife was breathtakingly beautiful, as alluring as Chang'e and as bewitching as the goddess Luo. One look was enough to make it impossible to look away. Her voice was like heavenly music. The moment she spoke, his bones turned to jelly. Her skin was also fair and delicate, as if it would break at the slightest touch. Such a wonderful master's wife. What a shame she had married his master. Luckily, his master died of illness not long afterward. Watching the crowd eye her like hungry wolves, Han Tianze stepped forward. "Master's wife, let me take care of you from now on!" Han Tianze kept a calm expression, but inside he was incredibly nervous. He clenched his fists secretly. He would try courtesy before force. If she rejected him, she couldn't blame him for resorting to any means necessary. Theme: Work hard to survive