The Matchmaker's Wife Has Turned Dark

A ditzy Matchmaker God transmigrates into a bride. After being single for ten thousand years, the Matchmaker God finally finds love, only to cruelly abandon his bride because the name on the marriage register doesn't match hers. From then on, the bride turns dark. Before she turns dark: Jiang Tinglan: “Let's eat sweet love-concord fruit together, darling!” After she turns dark: Huai Qing: “Let's eat sweet love-concord fruit together, Lanlan!” Jiang Tinglan: “Hah. Get lost.” This is a story about a heroine getting jealous of herself. This is a proper angst-filled tragedy, really heartbreaking. If it isn't heartbreaking, send me a knife. This book could be called The Matchmaker God Doesn't Understand Love (but somehow I feel such a silly title doesn't suit the tone of a tragedy).