The Sickly Beauty Tames the Male Lead After Being Reborn

Ji Jingtang spent his whole life exhausting himself for his family, giving everything he had. He never expected everyone to betray him in the end. Framed and placed under house arrest, he died without a body to bury.

After living again, Ji Jingtang discovered that the world he inhabited was a satisfying revenge novel, and the real male lead was Huo Qishan, the husband his pathetic nephew had married into the family. His death was merely a stepping stone for Huo Qishan to inherit the Ji family's fortune.

In other words, if he wanted to stay alive, he had to cling to the male lead.

But Ji Jingtang refused. He wouldn't cling to the male lead; he would make the male lead cling to him.

He wanted Huo Qishan to fear him, desire him, and depend on him. In the end, he would make him submit.

Everyone said he was born evil. Well, he didn't mind being even more wicked.

Huo Qishan and his nephew were to be married in three days. After a cup of spiked wine, Huo Qishan would naturally "stumble" into Ji Jingtang's bed.

No one knew that, while struggling in the abyss, Huo Qishan had gazed up at Ji Jingtang, the moon in the clouds. He had clawed his way upward at any cost, just to stand by his side one day.

But a fire took Ji Jingtang's life, and with it, Huo Qishan's last bit of hope went up in flames.

After living again, Huo Qishan didn't want to wait any longer. He would bind Ji Jingtang with love and desire, imprison him with his own body, and keep him firmly in his grasp.

His wedding night was in three days.

When the time came, he would accidentally drink too much, enter the wrong room, and climb into the wrong bed...

The morning after the wedding, the Ji family's nephew had disappeared, and everyone rushed to search for him.

Yet no one knew that in a dim room, Ji Jingtang, the decisive head of the Ji family, was covered in bruises. He raised his hand and slapped the man kneeling at his feet.

"You bastard. Open your damn eyes and look at who I am!"

The man lowered his head slightly, his back straight as a rod.

"Uncle, Qishan knows he was wrong."

It seemed like a simple misunderstanding, but both men had their own schemes.

Theme: Strive onward and never stop fighting