Plucking the Moon

A game of trade threw Xu Jianqing's stagnant marriage into turmoil.

He was poor, down on his luck, and taciturn, stubborn enough to make his bones ring like copper, yet he had a face she simply couldn't refuse.

She was bewitchingly alluring for him, and spent lavishly on him.

But just as he was sinking deep, she dealt him the most devastating humiliation:

"I have a white moonlight in my heart and a soulmate in my bed. What makes you think I'd choose a poor boy like you?"

Four years later, the once-humble young man had transformed into the heir to a top-tier wealthy family.

Cold-faced and wanton, decisive and ruthless, he could turn the tides with a mere gesture.

Everyone waited to see what bloody storm he would bring upon Xu Jianqing. Yet in a corner no one could see, he gazed up at her with devotion, looking aggrieved as a little puppy. "You know, sis, I've been yours since I was very young..."

What others didn't know was that years ago, he had already put the bell in her hand.

From then on, whenever the bell rang, he would crawl over and be her dog.