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[Sweet, satisfying, pampering, lots of face slapping.]

Zhang Caishen's era had come to an end and he could never rise again, or so they said. But why did he seem to be getting richer and more powerful even if he was now crippled and abandoned by his betrothed?
Why was he suddenly so unnaturally lucky? 

The answer was simple; his new wife!!

Lin Alix was not lucky when it came to her family. She was the older, less loved and less talented one in comparison to her younger sister who stole everything from her. 

But fate intervened and she got lucky when it came to a husband, not only was he wealthy but he loved to spoil her.
 
Suggested by her infinite luck gaming system, Alix married her sister's unwanted crippled husband to be and stepped on the path of a winner in life.
She swept up music awards, gained international recognition and got her revenge on her cruel family while becoming Beijing's most envious wife.

"Are you crazy, you willingly married a crippled man?" her friends asked.
 
"Yes, but have you seen how much he pampers me?" she asked in turn.  

"She will cheat on him, he is a cripple and he can't perform his husbandly duties." others gossiped.
 
Alix looked at the so called crippled man who climbed into her bed night after night and laughed.  Sorry, he was more than capable.

"Honey, I am here to perform my husbandly duties." he would always say coquettishly when he flipped her over. 

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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, nothing should be compared to the real world no matter how similar.

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The Young master's fake bride and her lucky system

A soft voice and persistent poking of her waist forced Alix to open her eyes and surrender the deep sleep she had been enjoying.

"Hmmm," she mumbled as she blinked in a semi confused state and turned over.

Caishen was there, and he was staring at her blankly. It was him that had been poking her.

"You are home." she said in a sleepy voice as she slowly raised herself to sit upright. "Welcome home."

He reached his right hand out and touched her cheek. "You look like your cat when you are waking up."

"Pft!" a light laugh escaped her mouth. It was followed by a weary yawn.

She looked around and wondered for how long she had been sleeping. It felt like more than the thirty minutes which she intended. Once again, she yawned and rubbed her heavy eyes.

"How long have I been sleeping?" she asked him.

A buffet of wedding rings.