The Third Master's Fierce Little Mystic Wife

The wealthy Qian family had a disaster for a daughter, one who was said to be unlikely to live past twenty.

An ancestor who had lived for ten thousand years was reborn in the poor girl’s body. When she turned eighteen, her master suddenly gave her a marriage contract, saying it could prolong her life.

Her betrothed was the powerful third young master of the wealthy Bo family. He was perfect in every way, except for one thing: he was a disaster too.

Qian Mian couldn’t understand. “Master, aren’t you throwing me into a pit of fire?”

Wouldn’t two unlucky people together just be even more unlucky?

Her master kicked her down the mountain. “You must marry him within two years, or even I won’t be able to save you!”

So, to save her own life, Qian Mian became a cute, obedient little rabbit and stopped the man in his tracks.

“Marry me, and I’ll keep you safe.”

She nearly got beaten up for that.

The second time, Qian Mian cornered him against a wall. “Please, kiss me.”

She nearly got beaten up again.

The third time, Qian Mian clung to his leg and refused to let go. “Just this once, let me stay here tonight.”

He threw her out the front door.

A crowd of big shots rushed over when they heard about her.

A business mogul invited her to dinner, hoping to get a talisman from her.

A top-tier star waited at the entrance, hoping she’d tell his fortune.

Even a medical authority nearly knelt before her, begging her to examine him and read his face.

The third young master of the Bo family couldn’t stand it anymore. He wrapped an arm around Qian Mian’s waist and led her back inside, glaring coldly at the crowd.

“Stop getting in the way of my wife and me using the fertility talisman!”

Qian Mian shrank back. “Is it too late to run?”