Jiang Lingyi used to have bright hopes for the future, but that was back when she was a teenager.
After two years as a corporate drone, all Jiang Lingyi wanted was to blow up the planet.
Then an accident led to her and her big boss, Gu Ye, spending the night together at a hotel until four in the morning.
And at nine-thirty the next morning, she still had an online group meeting to attend.
Furious, Jiang Lingyi kicked President Gu in the abs.
The big boss insisted on taking responsibility.
Jiang Lingyi didn’t believe him. He just wanted a young, beautiful woman for a secret affair.
The big boss proposed a marriage of convenience.
Jiang Lingyi didn’t believe him. Rich people had all sorts of tricks, and he’d still kick her to the curb after they got married.
The big boss offered a monthly salary of 500,000 yuan.
Jiang Lingyi didn’t believe him. She sneered and said, “If that’s true, send me 500,000 yuan and prove it.”
The next second, she received a WeChat transfer of 520,000 yuan, with the note: “A gift, given willingly.”
Jiang Lingyi smiled warmly. “Boss, just tell me what you need.”
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Jiang Lingyi firmly believed the essence of being a kept wife was getting something for nothing.
If her husband gave her two million yuan in spending money every month, showered her with bags, jewelry, diamonds, and yachts, and had eighteen housekeepers waiting on her in a huge mansion, then Jiang Lingyi would definitely love him more than anyone else in the world, too.
If only her husband weren’t her boss.
Jiang Lingyi knew her marriage to Gu Ye was just a job. All she had to do was play the role of “Gu Ye’s wife” in front of his elders.
Three years later, once Gu Ye secured his position in the family, she would walk away with a huge payout.
But gradually, she realized Gu Ye no longer seemed satisfied with being merely “Jiang Lingyi’s husband in name.”
One night, her boss wore her out until her tears washed away the platinum eye cream she’d just applied.
“Boss or husband? Do you really not want people to know I’m your husband that badly?”
“No... Husband, don’t wear your wedding ring inside... I love you most, dear husband...”
Under the reproachful gaze of his beloved, Gu Ye chuckled and coaxed her.
“Baby, if you get divorced, all you’ll take is the twenty million yuan in our agreement. If we stay married, you can spend twenty thousand million yuan.”
tips:
1. This is not a story about food poisoning from group-buying meals.
2. A genuine marriage-before-love story, with no secret crush beforehand.
Theme: Building the right values
