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!

    master cheng would occasionally go out and hang up with little cai. later, sister hong told him about it, so he cherished his skin more and rarely got hurt.


  The days were smooth, and master Cheng had never felt so warm before.


  he would follow her to work during the day, and when he came back at night, the auntie would prepare dinner. they would eat together, then take a walk or sometimes go shopping. women liked to buy things, so master cheng would be responsible for carrying things and swiping his card.


  they were actually living like a normal married couple, except that they did not have a marriage certificate.


  Sister Hong had asked about it before, but master Cheng had said that they were all from the pugilistic world, so she didn't ask anymore.


  Anyway, it's fine as long as you're doing well, Yingluo.


We're all children of the pugilistic world, so a piece of paper doesn't matter (3)