Mr. Jiang, Don’t Regret It. I Married Your Uncle, and I’m Showing

Wen Yu had done two especially daring things in her life. First, she dumped the wealthy scumbag who had emotionally abused her for five years, and gave him a good beating for good measure. Second, she impulsively married his uncle, a man rumored to be gloomy, obsessive, and capable of killing without leaving a trace. She had a child, he had one too, so they could make a family together. Wen Yu had planned to treat it as a marriage of convenience: share a home and make do. But after they married, the man showed her through his actions that the agreement was worthless and their arrangement was just a pretense. He not only cleared every obstacle from her path, but guided her step by step until she could stand on her own. Then, one late night, he knelt before her, looked up with red-rimmed eyes, and pleaded, “Please, please love your husband, okay?” Even more ridiculously, her arrogant, sharp-tongued stepson spoiled her daughter rotten, grabbing people by the sleeve to declare, “That’s my little sister, she’s from my family. Got it?” Looking at the two men, one big and one small, Wen Yu silently swallowed the words “marriage of convenience.” Meanwhile, her ex was still full of himself. “She’s crazy about me. I’m her whole world. She’ll come crawling back sooner or later. Besides, where could she go without me? Who else would want her? If she just apologizes, I don’t mind keeping her on the side. The life I gave her is one her entire class could never reach in a lifetime.” What he didn’t know was that the woman he looked down on had become his aunt by marriage, and she was already showing. And his uncle had transferred all his trillion-yuan assets into her name.