Wen Qingtong’s soul transmigrated into a new body, that of a child bride. The “brother” she was meant to marry had joined the army ten years ago in a fit of rage, precisely because he didn’t want her.
Now, Wen Qingtong had just woken up when her new mother-in-law, Mother Wen, sent a letter to her son, Wen Zhanting. The letter falsely claimed she was paralyzed and didn’t have long to live, all to force him to come home and get married.
But the moment Wen Zhanting arrived home, he saw his mother digging in the vegetable garden, perfectly fine. As she began to relentlessly pressure him with a litany of words, demanding he marry Wen Qingtong, he finally snapped. His voice was cold and furious.
“Stop pushing me!” he snarled at his mother. “I will never marry her, not in this lifetime. If you keep forcing me to marry her, then fine. I’ll take care of her, but I will never touch her. She’ll be a widow for life, and I will be the last of my line. You’ll never get a grandchild from me!”
