On our wedding night, he was dead drunk when he wrapped his arms around me. His peach-blossom eyes gazed at me with affection as he called me Yuanyuan. At that moment, I knew.
So it turned out...
I was a substitute.
Xuan: Would you divorce me?
Me: Of course not! A scumbag like you isn't good enough for my sister! You're just right for me.
A sister-loving story!
Written on a whim.
None of them are good people. The characters' values are not the author's.
Don't hate me.
Theme: Family matters more than men
