The Young master's fake bride and her lucky system - Chapter 221: A bitter-sweet connection

In 1984, the appearance of Sean added another fire to the already chaotic public order in the United States and poured another barrel of oil…

What? You say he’s a source of chaos and a total badass?

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On the wedding night, she was tied to his bed.

After successfully graduating with a master's degree and passing the civil service exam, Chen Ying returns to his hometown's Forestry Bureau to become a wildlife rescuer.He thought his daily work would just involve saving animals and petting all sorts of furry creatures, but ever since he saved a leopard and her two cubs, his life has become incredibly busy.No one told him that the leopard's best friend was a giant panda!And that giant panda was pregnant with twins and couldn't eat bamboo because of inflamed gums.Chen Ying had to call a dentist in the middle of the night to help the pregnant panda with dental fillings and cleaning, also providing a prenatal examination.After that day, word spread among the animals in the mountains that a bipedal vet had arrived who could solve all kinds of ailments!Hold on, being single isn't a sickness and can't be cured!What's that, you wish to arrange a meeting with domesticated animals to fix your single status? Well, that might be worth considering.Unbeknownst to Chen Ying, the animal community throughout the country came to know that the bipedal vet from the Apmu Township rescue station could help solve the problem of being single.Seriously, can't we keep this on the down-low? He's a vet, not a matchmaker!

It's simple. A vengeful wildfire of a woman. A tyrant who begs to be burned.When Aria crashes into Kael’s empire, hellbent on making him pay for taking her job away, she’s met not with defiance—but a dare. “You want revenge?” he taunts, voice dripping with dark invitation.“Then ruin me. Take your pound of flesh exactly where it hurts.” His proposition is a trap laced with sin: As expected he calls the shots in his bed, her contempt is his twisted aphrodisiac.“Hate me until your hands shake,” he growls. “But do it on top of me, where I can watch you savor every cut.”Their arrangement is a collision of dominance and delirium. Aria wields her fury like a blade, determined to break him. Kael? He thrives under her wrath, goading her darker, deeper, hungrier.But vengeance turns slippery when every command she hisses ignites his obedience, and every cold glare melts into bruising kisses. Soon, the bed becomes a battleground—her nails carving victory into his skin, his whispers a serpent’s promise: “Chain me with your rage, darling. I’ll still come back for more.”The rules are simple: No mercy. No surrender. But as their games spiral into something ravenous, who’s destroying whom? And when hatred burns this hot, what’s left when the ashes cool?