Yao Yao Xian Er

Forced out by her step-mother, she was driven to desperation and had no way of surviving other than to sign herself away and marry herself into a rich and influential family. 
Three years into the marriage, her wealthy husband had spoiled her to heavens. 
The only problem was that they had no inheritors in their family. 
Inside the luxurious mansion, Pei Qiqi angrily threw a stack of newspaper onto the man, “The article is claiming that I am a hen who cannot lay eggs! But Tang Yu, it’s you who has issues!”
The man put down the newspaper and agreed to what his young wife was saying, “Why would they write false information? Your zodiac is the pig!”
“Tang! Yu!” She stomped her feet out of anger.
The man grinned, “So what we have no kids? You are my little baby.”
Pei Qiqi thought, how did this scene change so fast! 


Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

    She opened her eyes wide and looked at him pitifully, her eyes moist.


  After that, she laid in his arms and cried.


  It was only now that he said he was single that she had the courage to cry in front of him. She only realized how much she cared about his married status. Not only did she mind, but she was also jealous.


  even if he and wen yuan were only in name, they were living together. they were husband and wife outside and they breathed the same air. she admitted that she was petty, but she could not help but care and be jealous of wen yuan.


  now, she didn't need to be jealous of others anymore, because he was hers again.


  Her small hand gently clutched the flesh on his chest and she bit her lip.  look at you. You're already a third-handed person. 


  Ye Mu Lin grabbed her hand.  three hands? "


  " isn't that so? this is the third time we're getting married. " She let go of his hand and started to poke his heart again.  it's the third hand. 


ye mulin, we'll never be separated again (7)