Loving and Hating My Eunuch Wife

Zhou Ling was a task-taker. His latest client was the richest man in the country, whose life had been happy and fulfilling, with a loving family and peaceful descendants. He had built bridges and roads, donated money and supplies.

Unfortunately, his time was up, and he was about to kick the bucket.

He said, "I once had a boyfriend. After we transmigrated together, I castrated him so I could become emperor..."

The white-haired billionaire recounted his tale of love and hate.

Zhou Ling couldn't recover from the word "castrated." Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! That would be worse than just killing him!

First mission

The castrated man sat in a grand armchair, his eyes lowered as he toyed with a ring. "Are you from the modern world?"

Zhou Ling had given himself away and was beaten until he was a bloody mess. Grinning through clenched teeth, he said, "We're fellow countrymen. Cut me some slack, would you?"

The man in the brocade robe nodded solemnly. "Indeed. Then you'll be torn apart by chariots!"

Zhou Ling shouted, "Fuck your mother! Just you wait!"

Theme: To be written later