Fishing Village Tyrantess x Tsundere Model CEO
Damn it! Cai Jinmeng suspected she'd drunk herself into hallucinating. She woke up with a hangover to find an incredibly handsome man with a killer physique in her bed. Had she... apparently hired a top male model for the night?!
What do you do when you've paid for something you can't return?!
The fortune-teller said they were made for each other, but that kind of sales pitch was only good for a laugh.
The Cai family didn't see it that way.
Cai Jinmeng trembled as she tried to argue: "Didn't you promise seven days to return it, no questions asked?"
Her grandmother snapped a pair of handcuffs on her and shoved her down. "Our shop cheats everyone, young and old."
What? Whose family are you, anyway? Whose side are you on?
She had to find a way to escape...
The model caught on to her plan. With red-rimmed eyes, he accepted the Cai family's red-dyed eggs and cried, "Buying me wasn't enough? Sis, you're a heartless woman!"
Fine, then let's get married! The one who gets the better deal is the one who gets to act smug!
After they married, whenever Cai Jinmeng drank too much, Brother Model turned into a possessive little... big wolfdog. He'd bite the back of her neck and growl, "If you dare look at anyone else again, I'll lock you up in my cage!"
"Hey, hey, that hurts! Wait, calm down. Shut up, no, open your mouth! Have you considered that if you do that, you'll end up on a legal affairs show?"
Rich Model Brother chuckled. "Then will you put me in handcuffs too, Sis?"
He's so clingy. What am I supposed to do? I can't take it anymore. I need to quit drinking so he can't take advantage of me when I'm drunk!
But without alcohol, what else is there to enjoy with Cai Jinmeng?
Order now and get a wealthy CEO with your male model. Buy one, get one free. Tell me, is that a bargain or what?
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Next novel: Crossing Paths as a Pair
Just a heartwarming story for grown-ups.
In the dead of winter, an epidemic locked down her village. Liu Qiniang somehow ended up marrying a man she didn't love and having a daughter. Less than two years later, she was thrown out.
Her husband's family wouldn't have her, and her own family wouldn't take her back. Where could she go?
Shen Yanhuai was a minor official sent to guard the village. They said his wife had recently died, and that he had been demoted for talking back to his superior after being reminded of his loss. On a snowy night in a ruined temple, he was reminded of his own past again. He took off his outer robe and wrapped it around Qiniang and her daughter. "Come with me. The world is wide. We can figure out the rest later."
A man and a woman alone, beneath the eaves and on the porch, with gossip all around them: how could they possibly escape people's scrutiny?
Later, Liu Qiniang moved out and set up a little stall at the corner by the government office, selling wontons for three coins a bowl.
Shen Yanhuai sometimes came by, quietly ate a bowl, and left some silver before heading off.
Liu Qiniang would chase after him with the silver ingot and push it back into his hand. "I've told you, I don't want your money. Why should we be so formal with each other?" Shen Yanhuai refused to take it. As they tugged over the money, she added, "I hear you're going to the neighboring county on official business tomorrow. I made extra provisions for the road. I'll bring them over after I close up. Wait for me at home."
Shen Yanhuai really did wait for her. The red candle dripped, and the two of them cast twin shadows.
Everyone laughed at Liu Qiniang for having no shame and throwing herself at him. But she didn't care. Shen Yanhuai had ferried her out of misery, so she would ferry him out of his heart's prison.
She was stubborn about one thing: they were meant to be each other's ferry.
After weathering every storm, they would end up together.
Theme: A tyrantess from a fishing village strides freely across the land
——Pre-receipt of the next book "Flying Over the Double Ninth Festival": Once a person dies, his ashes return to dust. What if you were given a chance to come back again, doctor? It's most likely BE, but it's hard to say I'm going back, so I'm forewarned. Or "How to Train Your Dragon": also known as "A Guide to Raising Dragons". "Will there be a rainbow in the dungeon?" Of course there are, she made them for me. It was her third year as a dragon tamer, and among the thousands of dragon eggs, her eyes fell on me. The temperature and humidity were carefully controlled by her. Wearing inorganic equipment, she held me, who was still an egg, in her arms and dived into the deep Jiuluo Sea. Among the huge bones of the fallen whale, we found a place to live. In an instant, countless undead souls on the seabed sang mysteriously, and their voices were ethereal and ethereal. The huge adult dragon, with its ethereal and illusory outline, gently passed me like a ghost; the voluptuous and beautiful sea monster touched me gently with mysterious charm. In the dark seabed, time seems to have lost its meaning, but I know that we have spent one thousand,095 days, five hours and twenty-nine minutes here. The moment I broke out of the shell, I saw in a trance that the setting sun penetrated the sea of the underground city. She cut a bunch and created a rainbow for me that only belongs to me. Jiang Huang closed the recent testimony of the Dragon Court in the underground city court, melted the fire-sealed lacquer mud, and struck the seal. The record has been sealed.
No, I just don't understand what I wrote.