Synopsis
Wen Yuan had no choice but to marry some wealthy tyrant to keep the family afloat. Father: Just don't go on about how loaded they are. They basically own half the luxury hotels across Wancheng… Wen Yuan: Please. I'm not like that. Mother: Wordlessly pulls up a high-res photo of the guy in question and slides it over. Wen Yuan: That can't be real. Is he even human? —————- First day at Qi's place: Tyrant boss's usual stone-faced routine: You're an idiot. Don't waste my time with your pathetic attempts. Fast forward a bit… Tyrant boss's usual wounded routine: Wife,…
