The Underworld’s Most Powerful Insider! My Frail Husband Begs for a Hug

The Metaphysics Master Comes Down from the Mountain to Save Her Husband: Her World-Weary Husband Is Irresistible I saved you, not because I like you, but because you’re too handsome. Later... “Wife, give me one more hug.” “Didn’t you say you didn’t want one?” “...I said don’t stop.” An Ran came down from the mountain to get married, only to find her fiancé waiting to die in the ICU. She went alone to the underworld. There, she struck a deal with a ghost official. “I’m taking this man. I’ll put up my merit as collateral. If I earn ten thousand merits within a year, he’ll live to be eighty.” When Nan Gong Che woke up, the first person he saw was her. An Ran smiled, her eyes curving. “Your life belongs to me now.” Nan Gong Che looked away, his voice cold as ice. “I don’t need anyone to save me.” Nan Gong Che’s whole body stiffened. “Do you even know what shame is?” An Ran looked utterly innocent. “You’re my husband. What’s there to avoid?” The tips of Nan Gong Che’s ears reddened, and his heart raced abnormally fast. She frowned. “Is something wrong with your heart? Let me take a look.” She had no idea that a casual remark or gesture from her could make this world-weary man’s heart race all day. All she knew was that she had to earn merits. The underworld had said that if she earned ten thousand merits within a year, he would live to be eighty. She took any job she could: catching ghosts, telling fortunes, and fixing feng shui. Watching her walk away, Nan Gong Che found himself thinking for the first time that maybe being alive wasn’t so bad. Later, An Ran accidentally heard him tell his grandmother, “She’s the most important person in my life. I don’t want to die anymore.” She froze in place. So this was what it meant to like someone. (A story with upright values. If it’s not for you, move along.)