Book Synopsis
I am in a business marriage with Zhao Hanyu.
After a year of being married, I still couldn't remember his face.
One day, I lost a game and had to choose any man present to kiss.
I looked around and finally found a face that seemed somewhat familiar.
I leaned over and whispered to him, "Considering I have a bit of an impression of you, could you bear with me? I won't kiss your little mouth."
He replied firmly, "It seems I can't hold back..."
I was about to give up, feeling disappointed as I accused him of lacking marital affection.
The black-faced man beside me sneered, "Your husband can't even recognize you; what marital affection is there to talk about?"
Ah, it seems this one is actually my husband.
Help!
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