I Impulsively Married an Empire's Richest Heir

The boldest thing Nan Zhi ever did was fail to recognize a powerful man. Not only did she keep him by her side, she even made him work for her...

After the wedding.

"Rong Chenyin, is that man in this interview you?"

Staring at the man on her phone screen, who looked nine-tenths like the man beside her, Nan Zhi was stunned.

The Rong family...?

The Empire's Rong family?

Word, her lucky-star trait, which hadn't kicked in for centuries, had just landed her the richest man in the Empire!

From eighty-year-old grandmothers to three-year-old little girls, who wouldn't want to marry him?

Waaah... she didn't!

Having seen enough scheming and backstabbing in the Nan family, all she wanted was an ordinary man to marry. Was it too late to return him now?

Rong Chenyin pointed at her swollen belly. "Look at the baby in there. Do you think it'll agree?"