After the Poor Little Thing Marries into a Wealthy Family as a Replacement for the Disowned Heir

Wu You had been frail and sickly since birth and was shunned by his family, but by chance, he was promised a good marriage.

His family secretly switched his marriage arrangement with his younger brother's.

On his wedding day, he was sent to a mud-brick house in the countryside, where he learned that he was to marry Tan He, the second son of the Tan family.

They said that when Tan He was born, a fortune-teller had given him a four-word fate: a solitary star of doom. In other words, he had a hard life and brought misfortune to those close to him.

The Tan family believed it completely and treated him like a threat. They threw him out in the countryside under the care of servants, forbade him from coming anywhere near their home, and acted as if they had no such son.

As he grew up, Tan He became violent and explosive. He once beat someone so badly their head split open, blood splattering across his face until he looked like a demon.

Worried sick, Wu You pushed open the creaking wooden door and met a pair of arrogant, vicious eyes.

"Get out!"

Wu You's heart gave a shudder.

His husband probably, maybe, hopefully wouldn't eat people, right?

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Tan He hadn't expected the switched marriage partner to be so frail. He'd left him outside for less than a night, and already he was burning with fever and delirious, mumbling, "Hubby..."

He snapped, "What a nuisance!"

Then, beneath the clear moonlight of a summer night, he carried the man on his back to the clinic.

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At first, the Wu family thought Tan He would torment Wu You by every means available.

He was a short-lived weakling anyway. The sooner he died, the sooner he'd be free.

Later, the Wu family planned to win over a rising tech magnate by offering up their beautiful younger son, who had divorced.

But then they saw the one the Tan family had cast aside surrounded by admirers, while the Tan family looked utterly defeated off to the side.

Tan He lowered his eyes, his fierce, cold demeanor completely softened as he carefully draped a shawl over the person beside him.

That person held an ice cream, eating as he scolded him. "You were a minute late to our date last time, and today you drank. You even smell like someone else's perfume..."

Tan He wiped the white cream from the corner of his lips with a finger, his voice gentle. "Youyou, I'm sorry."

The person beckoned him over. Tan He bent down, and the other leaned in to whisper in his ear.

After hearing him, Tan lowered his head even further. "Youyou, can you give me a different punishment?"

The Wu family recognized the person's face. It was Wu You, the one they had assumed was having a miserable life.

They were just as stunned as everyone else.

The vicious attack dog everyone feared had become a docile, loyal puppy by the side of a frail little darling.

*Youyou is the pet name the gong gave the shou, hehe.

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