I Married the Embodiment of Money

After losing both her parents at the age of seven, Sang Qi was held back by poverty. When Ultraman became a hit when she was ten, she hoped she might awaken some kind of power and make everyone who looked down on her eat their words. At fourteen, she passed around romance novels, hoping someone would see past her rough exterior and save her from her difficult circumstances. In the end, she realized that money was the only thing that could do it all. After three years as a corporate drone, Sang Qi clearly understood the importance of the string of numbers on her phone. A safe home, full meals, and warmth: through honest, hard work, she finally rescued herself from her childhood. The interest in her investment fund crept upward at a pace slower than an eighty-year-old granny. "I wish I could marry money. Then I could have little bundles of money." She believed this with all her heart, until one day, the embodiment of "money" in the mortal world appeared before her. "I heard your call, and I’ve come to fulfill our contract. From now on, you’ll be supporting me." The battered young man said this with such arrogance. "But aren’t you money?" Sang Qi cried in despair. "People have always worked to support money. Have you ever seen money work to support people?" And so life with "Money" began, and it seemed even more disastrous than before. She had to support this thing with her hard-earned cash! What’s more, there was another story behind the young man’s injuries. When he sensed Sang Qi was about to kick him out, "Money" quickly created "Little Money," their child. The beautiful child, as lovely as a porcelain doll, opened their eyes and asked their mother, "Mom, cash or card?" After leaving the paternity testing center, everything went dark before her eyes, like the insides of certain inhuman creatures. But what could she do? Sang Qi had always been strong-willed. She took "Money" and "Little Money" with her and embarked on a super-powered working life. Theme: Money can’t solve everything