A Marriage with a Catch: Don't Be So Proud, Little Wife

Mo Ru. No ifs, no buts.

It's a rather evocative name.

But only she knows that it means something quite different from what others think.

Whenever the boy and girl labeled the male and female leads on that household register call her by name, she knows what they're telling her: how much better things would be if she weren't here.

Even in a family where neither her father nor her mother cared for her, Li Moru had managed to live bravely to the age of fifteen, diligently absorbing all the knowledge that might change her future.

But on the second day of the new school year, when a transfer student joined Class 3-1, Li Moru fell apart.

The boy looked exactly like the person in her dreams. His slightly curly hair was tinged with brown, his coffee-colored eyes curved into two crescents, and beneath his high nose was a sunny smile that could brighten anyone's day.

But when she saw that dazzling smile, all she wanted to do was slap him a few times.

Because in her dream, this boy had ruined her life through sheer irresponsibility.

So when the person from her dream really appeared before her, Li Moru decided to follow the five-no policy:

Don't look. Don't listen. Don't interfere. Don't respond. Don't ask.

But would someone please pinch her? And could someone help her wake from this nightmare, then kick this boy, who was paying her three hundred yuan an hour for tutoring, all the way into outer space?