Feng Mo had protected his little darling for eighteen years, only to turn around and find another man making off with her? He put up with it!
But that clueless bastard actually dared to break off the engagement? Feng Mo had had enough. He slapped down an agreement!
“Marry me! Then that pair of adulterers will have to call you Big Sister-in-Law every day!”
After the wedding
The woman clutched her quilt and pointed at the man, too furious to get the words out: “You… you crook! We agreed it was only a fake marriage!”
Feng Mo calmly watched her fume.
(This is a sweet, doting romance! A sweet, doting romance! A sweet, doting romance! Important things are said three times!)
