To divorce his wife, the top scholar preferred being cuckolded to wearing a red hat.

Xiao Zhan's lips twitched involuntarily as he listened to her words.

The woman in front of me looks delicate, but with all these tricks she's using, she's anything but delicate.

Luckily he reacted quickly, otherwise he would have been the next one to be riddled with holes.

If he dies, he might be mistaken for an assassin by this woman, and like the previous one, he would be thrown into a mass grave to rot or be eaten by wild animals.

The thought of that scenario sent chills down his spine. It made him even more uneasy than the assassination attempt he had faced before.

"If you don't have that many enemies, why are you setting up all these traps? In the end, it's just because you're afraid of dying."

"The way you talk makes it sound like you're not afraid of death. If you weren't afraid of death, why did you collapse in my yard last time? I could have just had you killed. I'm a woman, and although I have some guards, who can guarantee there won't be any accidents? I just set up some traps for self-protection."

"These mechanisms of yours are ingeniously designed; they must have cost a lot of money."

"Sigh, aren't you talking too much? If you have something to say, say it. If not, get lost. It's the middle of the night, and I'm sleepy." Su Mingyue yawned without any regard for her image and urged Xiao Zhan.

She was indeed sleepy.

She usually goes to bed early, but tonight, because of that damned killer, her sweet dreams were disturbed, and she hasn't started sleeping yet.

The man in black looked at her disheveled appearance, remembering how she always looked so relaxed and careless whenever he saw her.

I wonder what kind of man a woman like this will marry in the future; she has absolutely no image to maintain.

Su Mingyue's eyes fell on the letter Fu Jingsheng had given her. She was a little sleepy, but she woke up quite a bit and began to look at Xiao Zhan.

The other person's malicious gaze immediately made Xiao Zhan nervous.

What's with that look on that woman's face? What are you looking at? Why are you staring at her like she's appraising merchandise?

"It's getting late. Since you're alright, I'll head back now." Xiao Zhan turned to leave.

"Wait a minute." Su Mingyue was just thinking about how she should attend Fu Jingsheng and Su Ziyu's wedding, and now she has an idea.

"What's the matter?"

Su Mingyue walked up to her, her slender hands measuring his waist, and even comparing it to her chest.

Xiao Zhan's face darkened upon seeing her. He grabbed her hand and warned, "Miss Su, please have some self-respect. I am not the kind of man you think I am."

Su Mingyue looked at him with a smile in her eyes: "What kind of man?"

"What do you want to do?"

Are you married?

"Why do you ask?"

"You still owe me a favor. If you're not married, how about you do me a favor?"

"What kind of help?" Xiao Zhan had a bad feeling.

Su Mingyue looked at him and gave him a flirtatious wink: "The day after tomorrow, I have to attend a wedding banquet. I have some grudges with the bride and groom, so I have to go and give them a gift. How about you be my fiancé that day?"

"You're just grabbing a guy to be your fiancé? What, you like that guy too? If you can't be the bride, you're just going to marry any guy you want."

“I must be blind to have fallen for someone like him. I’m going to let him know that there are plenty of men who want a woman like me.”

"What if I don't agree?"

"Whatever. If you agree, you'll repay a favor, and we'll be even. If you don't agree, that's fine too." Su Mingyue had only suggested it on a whim.

Looking back now, with the other party's identity unknown, it's no wonder they would have agreed.