Northern Fall

If it hadn't been a misdiagnosis for a terminal illness, she wouldn't have dared to mess with him even if she had ten thousand guts.
"Mr. Huo, shall we play a game of heartbeats?"
...
The next day, there were two more red booklets.
"What... what are these?"
"Permits for legally having a second child."
And just like that, a single heartbeat game turned her into Mrs. Huo, and from then on, she had a god-like husband and was accompanied by a cute little bun...

749 a big jar of vinegar, sour! _1