My younger sister eloped with a penniless scholar, and her cold-hearted fiancé broke down my door, demanding that I take her place.
I was so scared I clutched my waistband and begged for mercy.
“Brother-in-law, how can you blame this on me?”
The two cinnabar moles beneath his eyes were as red as blood, and his tone was utterly indifferent.
“An elder sister is like a mother. In other words, every grievance has its culprit, and every debt has its debtor.”
“So, are you coming with me on your own, or am I dragging you away?”
Th-thrilling. Was this the domineering forced-love plot they wrote about in storybooks?
The weak could not fight the strong, so I was just about to get out of bed when I realized my sister had run off wearing the only pair of padded winter pants in the house.
Left with no choice, I lay right back down.
“Forget it. It’s freezing out, so let’s not move.”
“If you’re going to seize me, then seize me. Hurry up, while the blankets are still warm…”
“…”
-A laid-back heroine who sleeps through the abduction x an action-oriented hero who carries on abducting while she sleeps.
