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To exact revenge on her fiance who cheated on her, Xing Shu plotted against her fiance's uncle, Cheng Lang. "Was my nephew unable to please you?"

On a large, messy bed, Cheng Lang pinched Xing Shu's chin. The black Buddhist bracelet around his wrist swayed from side to side. Everyone said Cheng Lang was a religious man who stayed away from women.

However, after sleeping with him for a night, Xing Shu expressed how it was actually easy to manipulate him. She only needed to say sweet things to him in a soft, gentle voice, and he'd give her anything she wanted.

"Mr. Cheng is only putting on a show with Xing Shu. He'll dump her very soon!"

"Xing Shu is a shameless woman. Mr. Cheng would never fall for someone with ulterior motives like her!"

Everyone in Jing City waited for her to make a fool of herself, but nobody knew how Cheng Lang pinned her against the bed at night. "Xing Shu, mention getting a divorce again if you dare."

Ever since then, Cheng Lang, a man who once belonged on the altar, was brought down by Xing Shu. He experienced what it felt like to be in a relationship like a normal person, and he found joy in it. 

I Dragged My Fiance's Uncle off the Altar

Cheng Lang nodded—rubbed his temples—and walked out of the bedroom. There were three meetings coming up; he was supposed to be there in person, but he stood all the senior management up last night. Cheng Lang's eyes darkened. He must never make such a mistake again.

Meanwhile, at the Liu residence, Liu Xiangru did not immediately take action after receiving the news last night. She glanced at the full table of breakfast and sat down. In another 10 minutes, Nie Heng's men would show up, bearing gifts of the most popular stuff of the season. This had almost become a tradition for the past few years.

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