The Divine Being Is My Cheat

By a twist of fate, the spoiled heiress Zhou Shuyao married Shen Qingyan, the mountain god. Shen Qingyan, the mountain god, was a gloomy, icy man who resorted to violence at the slightest disagreement. "My lord, you don't know... I, I..." Zhou Shuyao looked ready to cry. "I'm bad luck for my husband!" The man behind the desk didn't even look up. He tapped the tabletop with one finger, and the solid wood desk instantly crumbled to powder! Zhou Shuyao was so terrified that she went blank. "I, I remembered wrong! I'm good luck for my husband!" From then on, Zhou Shuyao swallowed her anger and kept her head down, afraid of disturbing him. One flash of his treasured sword could cost her her life. She thought things couldn't get any worse, until one day... She heard Shen Qingyan was going to divorce her. [Secretly delighted] Then she heard he planned to kill her after the divorce. Zhou Shuyao was struck as if by a thunderbolt. She couldn't catch her breath, her legs gave way, and she sank to her knees. Clutching Shen Qingyan, she sobbed uncontrollably. "I won't divorce you, husband... Lord Qingyan, I really love you so much. Can't we stay married?" "Let go." Shen Qingyan pulled his trousers free and coldly summoned the Matchmaking Official. "Dissolve the bond." The Matchmaking Official presented a hundred marriage tokens. "My lord, each time you grant your wife a wish, one token will be used up. Once they're gone, you can dissolve the bond." Shen Qingyan glanced at him, his gaze as cold and murderous as a dagger. The killing intent around him surged. "So you're telling me to let her order me around?" Hearing this, Zhou Shuyao, who had been pretending to be pitiful nearby, was overjoyed. Life's ups and downs were coming so fast, it was thrilling! She hadn't even wiped the tears from her face before hopping up onto the table. "I can wish for anything?" She took a token and toyed with it smugly, then smiled at Shen Qingyan, sweet and innocent. "Then call me Daddy first." [A Little Scene] Zhou Shuyao was putting on makeup in front of the mirror when she cried out in a panic, "Shen Qingyan! Help! I've got a pimple. Can you make it disappear?" "..." "Shen Qingyan! Can you make my skin even better? I want absolutely no visible pores." "..." "Can you make my eyes a little bigger?" "..." Zhou Shuyao smacked her blush brush down on the table and scolded him for being useless. "Shen Qingyan, what's the point of being a god?" Shen Qingyan nearly ground his teeth to dust as he forced out a few words. "You're beautiful enough already." Zhou Shuyao's eyes curved into a smile. She beamed at Shen Qingyan, whose face was dark as iron. "You sure know how to sweet-talk a girl." Shen Qingyan's temper shot through the roof. For thousands of years, he'd protected the four corners of the world and brought blessings to all living things! What sin had he committed to deserve being ordered around by a mere human? If he really had sinned, couldn't Heaven just strike him with eighty-one bolts of lightning and be done with it? Theme: Helping each other become better.