Good Night, Lord Zhan

In the year they were married, Gu Qingyi never took Zhan Shiyan seriously. It was only after a scumbag and his mistress sold her to human traffickers that she realized her mistake. Reborn, Gu Qingyi became the little troublemaker treasured in Zhan Shiyan's palm. “Honey, I want to star in my sister's movie.” “Consider it done.” “Honey, I want to use that plot of land owned by the Rong family to grow cabbages.” “No problem.” The little girl leaned over the headboard and whimpered, “Honey, Madam Bai said I’m a hen that can’t lay eggs.” Hearing this, the man reached up and drew the curtains. “My sweet Yibao, let’s have a whole soccer team and blind her with jealousy.”