Mr. Lu, Keep Your Secret Marriage Low-Key

At the start of their whirlwind marriage, Lin Qingshi thought her future would be full of heartbreak and misery. Betrayed by friends, her career in a slump, embroiled in scandals, and targeted by a powerful family, she didn't want to drag Lu Yuliang into her troubles. Just as she began thinking about divorce, she learned that it's easy to invite a god, but hard to send one away. Plan A: Make a perfect effort to become the kind of person he hates. After trying everything, she reaches a conclusion: “He doesn't hate any type of person, except me.” Plan B: “Make a fuss every day and find fault with everything.” For example, she picks on his beloved off-roader: “The chassis is too high. It's inconvenient.” He immediately gets a different car. For example, she refuses to get in the elevator when they reach the ground floor: “It's too crowded. The air is stale.” So he carries her up to the twelfth floor. In the end, even Lu Yuliang learns how to make a fuss in style. “The doctor at my checkup said my stomach is weak, so I can only marry a rich heiress like you and live off her.” Dumbfounded Lin: “...” Plan C: “Divide our assets and go our separate ways.” Just as she is about to finish paying back the rent for a quarter that he covered for her, she gets some terrible news: “Miss Lin, your husband fronted the money to renovate all the shops on this floor for you.” With the day of settling accounts nowhere in sight, furious Lin Qingshi corners him in a dark, deserted alley one moonless night and demands, “Lu Yuliang, what do you want from me?” “You belong to me, or I belong to you.” “...” I love you, though the road is long and I ask for no day of return.