How to Care for a World-Weary Wife

Mu Chengxi was born a crown prince, living in luxury and commanding the respect of all. Unfortunately, his father was a remarkably prolific man who gave him countless rivals, so he spent every day fighting one person after another.

At last, he died after becoming estranged from his father. Except he didn't die. He woke up in a strange era.

The body he'd possessed had its own share of bad luck. The moment he came of age, his clan sold him off in an arranged marriage.

Lu Zhiheng had obeyed his elders and married a male spouse two years ago. He'd always thought his wife was a little demon sent to collect a debt: bad-tempered, ill-mannered, always causing trouble, a thoroughly obnoxious punk. He found him unbearable.

But at a family gathering, Lu Zhiheng saw a long-haired beauty looking dispirited, his eyes full of desolation, and fell head over heels. Then the butler's words left him stunned: “Sir, you haven't seen Madam in ages, have you?”

Lu Zhiheng: It was as if his ears had suddenly stopped working.

“So... who did you say he was?”

From then on, the estate he'd never visited was crawling with Lu Zhihengs.

Mu Chengxi had become rather world-weary. He'd been in this era for a long time without making an effort to get involved with anyone or anything, until one day he met a man who stared at him in a daze. His life changed completely.

He'd never met anyone as annoying as this man. The man taught him how to use a phone, so why wouldn't he let him watch dramas for twenty hours a day?

Forget being world-weary. Just dealing with Lu Zhiheng was exhausting enough QAQ.

Cool, world-weary beauty × lovestruck, looks-obsessed CEO, who gets all giddy just looking at his wife every day

Coming soon: “I Picked Up an Ancestor: The Cat Who Came to Collect a Debt”

Yi Nanqi was an unlucky sort. He could choke on a sip of water and end up in the hospital.

As he watched the sunset under a bridge, he sometimes reminisced about his past.

He'd been rich once, too.

Wearing brocade cat clothes, eating delicacies, savoring the finest fish in the world.

How had he ended up so down on his luck?

Some fool had kicked a ball straight into his forehead, turning him from the mighty King Cat into a biped!

Yi Nanqi couldn't swallow that grudge.

One rainy evening, as he watched the “waterfall” beneath the bridge, an unexpected visitor appeared.

The man was soaked and looking for shelter, so Yi Nanqi kindly invited him into the space beneath the bridge.

Once his face was dry, Yi Nanqi took a proper look at him. What a handsome guy.

He looked again. Damn it, why did he look so much like the guy who kicked that ball?

Yi Nanqi had clearly seen that face right before he went flying through the air!

It had to be him, the bastard who'd turned him into this!

Yi Nanqi: I'm! Going! To! Get! Revenge! (Fierce kitty face!)

Bian Du was stranded in the suburbs with a broken phone. He was looking everywhere for someone to lend him a phone, but instead, a little vagrant found him and brought him to the space under the bridge.

The little vagrant was very helpful at first, then inexplicably started making a terrifying face. But after keeping it up for a while, he softened again. It was kind of cute.

He was also a little dopey.

When Bian Du asked if he needed anything, the little vagrant held up a finger. “You have to give me a cat bed!”

Bian Du: Why is he such a dummy? How's he supposed to survive out here on his own?!

Then, on a whim, he took the little vagrant home...

And from then on...

Life was a nonstop circus, with something exciting happening every day.

The seemingly all-capable little vagrant was always getting himself into enormous trouble.

And Bian Du couldn't even scold him.

The moment he did, the little vagrant's eyes filled with tears, and Bian Du would feel sorry for him.

If Bian Du insisted on criticizing him, the little vagrant would give him a present.

Grass from the roadside, flowers from the garden, clouds in the sky, shadows on the ground.

He'd give him anything.

For a long time, Bian Du couldn't figure it out. When had the little vagrant become an ancestor he had to serve? Why couldn't he get rid of him?

The little ancestor lightly kissed his cheek. “You owe Kitty!”

Though he eventually learned Bian Du hadn't been the one who hit him, “Your little brother owes Kitty! You pay me back.”

Empty-headed, nature-loving, hopelessly romantic cat shou × Double-standard, sharp-tongued, crazy, unromantic human gong

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