On Our Wedding Night, Lord Li Tore Up the Contract and Begged for Cuddles

Everyone thought Li Shennian had married a useless fake heiress, and the whole country was waiting to laugh at him.

But could someone tell them what this supposedly useless fake heiress had actually done?

One prick of her needle, and you were left unable to have children! One punch, and steel bars snapped in two! One stomp of her foot, and the world’s big shots trembled!

Li Shennian had countless admirers, all eager to go after Chu Jinran. In the end, they either cried, were crippled, or wound up in a mental hospital.

Good heavens! Could someone please rein in this little demon? Everyone complained to Li Shennian: “Lord Li, your wife is bullying people. Aren’t you going to do something?”

Li Shennian didn’t so much as change expression. “My wife is delicate and can’t even take care of herself. Stop making things up.”

Whatever she wanted, even if it was the heavens, he would help her buy it.

“Wifey, when are you coming back from your parents’ place? Should I come get you? I’ll kneel on a washboard, a keyboard, or a durian, whatever you want.”