Lord Eunuch, Your Belt Is Loose

In her previous life, her scumbag husband and half-sister schemed against her together. She died a tragic death on her wedding day, and even her dowry ended up in her half-sister’s hands. Reborn on the night her half-sister drugged her, she stumbled into the chambers of the Nine-Thousand-Year-Old Lord. “Please, Lord Director, take pity on me…” Rumor had it that Xie Huaiheng was ruthless and decisive, a pervert who enjoyed toying with women. But he was the Director of the Eastern Depot, and more importantly, her scumbag husband’s uncle. She boldly took a gamble, betting that he could become the one she relied on. So she changed her marriage to wed him, flirting and teasing him with effortless skill. But the man never responded to her advances. Just as she was heartbroken and preparing to divorce him, he pinned her beneath him on the bed, his eyes red. Song Anrao panicked. “Aren’t you a eunuch?” Xie Huaiheng chuckled. “A eunuch? Hmm… Rao Rao, why don’t you check again?” The moon grew brighter, dew dampened the leaves… Only after he’d thoroughly worn her out and left her dazed did Song Anrao realize that he’d seen through all her little schemes, and had even guided her along… His love had begun much earlier.