Forced into an arranged marriage and living under the same roof, they establish three rules: maintain a superficial husband-husband relationship and divorce amicably after a year.
One day, Xi Shi is drinking with friends at a bar, complaining incessantly: “My arranged marriage partner is a weirdo. White shirt, black glasses, thermos full of goji berries, old-fashioned, abstinent, and no fun. He’s in bed by ten every night. Ugh, even looking at him makes me lose my appetite.”
Neon lights flash. A friend stares at a man in a booth: “Holy crap, that guy is so handsome! He’s a god!”
Xi Shi glances over dismissively and instantly turns to stone.
Still in the same white shirt, but without his glasses, his prim and proper arranged marriage partner is being given a lap dance.
Xi Shi, feeling utterly betrayed, rips the dancer off Zhong Yuxiao: “Get lost.”
The people in the booth tease: “Oh, which little lover is this who came looking for you? Spicy.”
“My wife.”
“…Doesn’t seem like your type.”
The man looks up, his voice languid: “Indeed, not my type.”
“An arranged marriage partner forced on me by my family.”
Xi Shi laughs in anger: Fuck.
This arranged marriage partner of his is interesting.
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