River and Clouds

Before she met Jian Shichu, Ye Qingci had always been a jinx. After meeting Jian Shichu, the heavens seriously told her there was no such thing as most jinxed, only more jinxed!

She had hardly agreed to Jian Shichu's request to bear him a child, a spitting image of him, and begged to be spared further trouble.

The gentleman just raised an eyebrow, "You're thinking too much! One child is not enough. You need to give birth to at least a whole soccer team!"

Ye Qingci: ...Jian Shichu, why don't you go marry a sow!

Rumors had it that the devastatingly beautiful and rich Seventh Master Jian had no interest in women. It was later that Ye Qingci found out he was just not interested in any woman but her.

Domineering Marriage: Addicted to Pampering Wife

Although it's nice to be supported financially, the sense of achievement and happiness that comes from earning one's own money to support one's family and sustain one's entire clan is incomparable to the feeling of being a freeloader.


"I knew you would definitely understand how I feel," Ye Qingci clasped two of his lapels in her hands and shook them, "You'll support me, won't you?"


"Of course," Jian Shichu pinched her cheek, "Haven't I said before? As long as you're happy, you can do whatever you want!"


Ye Qingci smiled and planted a kiss on the corner of his lips, "Seventh Master, you're the best!"


Ye Qingci's compliments were atrociously lacking in variety, endlessly repeating the same couple of praises: You're the best, I like you the most.


Yet these simple, unembellished praises, ever so plain, stirred countless surges of passion and a sense of pride in Jian Shichu's heart each time.


For those ordinary, unremarkable phrases, he would willingly do whatever she asked.


Chapter 227 My Baby (2)_1