Nico

Cen Shuang used to be the daughter of a wealthy family. After she fell from grace, she was forced to bend her back just to make sure she had enough food. She was sold by her uncle for 10 million to the wealthy Zhuang family as the bride that would counter the bad luck in the Zhuang family. She married Young Master Zhuang, who went into a comatose after a car accident. Everyone viewed the marriage between the fallen daughter of a once rich family and the comatose young master as ridiculous. The socialites who were once under Cen Shuang's feet were all waiting to see Cen Shuang make a fool of herself. Unexpectedly, on the night of their wedding, Zhuang Hong, who was in a vegetative state, suddenly woke up. Cen Shuang instantly transformed into the Zhuang family's benefactor, and the Zhuang family were extremely protective of her as they doted on her. Grandpa Zhuang asked, "Lil Shuang'er, do you want a black card?" Mr. Zhuang asked, "Lil Shuang'er, are you bored staying at home all day? Should I give you a company to toy around with?" Mrs. Zhuang said, "This is the newest season's haute couture. Throw those in the last season away since you've already worn them." Zhuang Hong, “Nothing about my wife concerns you!” From necessities to food and accommodation, the man did everything himself and spoilt Cen Shuang to the extremes. Outsiders were jealous of Cen Shuang's good fortune, but little did they know that this joyous occasion had been long premeditated. Zhuang Hong, "A single look lasted for ten thousand years. After many twists and turns, I finally married the girl I like." Cen Shuang, "I thought that there will only be darkness in my life, but there's a silver lining waiting for me."


EndlessFantasy Translation 

Master Hong's Lucky Bride

Kataclysm

Zhuang Hong frowned. As if sensing that something was wrong with her, he reached out and lifted the part of the blanket covering her feet. Her feet were covered with red blisters. Against the white blanket, it looked exceptionally horrible.

Zhuang Hong's brows furrowed again, and his handsome expression darkened. His gaze was deep and cold as he stared at her bloody feet under the dim light. She was actually so miserable. No wonder she refused to go back to the room!

Zhuang Hong's breathing was very quiet and he did not let himself make much noise. He reached out and grabbed one of her ankles. Feeling Cen Shuang's subconscious resistance, he tightened his grip, and placed her foot on his thigh.

The figure on the bed moved and said coquettishly, "Cold."

Zhuang Hong's eyes softened, but he still replied in a cold voice, "Now you say it's cold. Why didn't you think it was cold when you were outside in the rain?"

The Restless Girl