Chapter 1 — Hidden Mission: Take Me Back to Be My Wife

I went online to look for a guy, but I accidentally clicked on a killer. Me: 【How much money at one time?】 Assassin: 【How many people?】 Hey? There are also group activities! I was shy for a long time, so I told my true name. 【Only… just one person, is there a discount?】 The tenth day after breaking up, it's the period of hormonal chaos every month. I couldn't sleep for a long time. I crawled onto foreign networks in the middle of the night, trying to find something to help me sleep. Click back and forth, suddenly a photo "full of destructive power" passes through your fingertips. As far as I could see, the other man was wearing a dark helmet and mask, his chest was so big it seemed like it was about to burst his tight suit. On his body, only his strong hands holding weapons were exposed. Joints and bones are clear, blue veins stand out. That giant weapon in his hand looked strangely small and light. I couldn't help but imagine him using his long finger to squeeze the trigger... If under that finger there wasn't a trigger, but... I unconsciously raised my hand to cover my tingling nose. Oh my god! A super cool guy with a big chest mask! I immediately rushed to the blogger's personal page, intending to see more beautiful photos. Unfortunately, most of the content is hidden, and if you want to unlock it, you have to register for a fee. Below are all anonymous reviews: 【Worth the money】 【Dedicated, professional service!】 【Clean, thoughtful, no worries about the consequences】 I thought for exactly a second, then realized — It must be OnlyFans! I counted the exchange rates with my fingers and couldn't help but hissed softly through my teeth. The price is not cheap - this bag is truly "high-end". Normally, when I see this scene, I just look at it for a moment. But lately, being cuckolded by my ex-lover makes me choke up, just when I need to eat something delicious to soothe my spirit. We modern women must know how to love ourselves. You can still earn money back, but your twenties are so beautiful, how can you let yourself be alone without trying to play with a cool guy with a mask with big breasts? So I boldly swiped the most expensive package. Sure enough, it wasn't long before the other person sent a private message. 【What service do you need？】 His words are cold and calm, just like him. I can even imagine the cold face, the sharp eyes like knives pointing at me... I held my pounding heart, mustered up the courage to ask: 【Invite me out once, how much does it cost?】 He quickly answered: 【You guys？】 Hey... Can you still do group activities?! I was stunned for a second by his service coverage. Sigh, the economy is in recession, even ladies' money is not easy to earn... Pot scrubber, your flower language must be "patient"... I sighed for a moment, then replied: 【Just one person.】 Thinking about it, I asked again: 【Is there a discount?】 The other end was silent for a moment, it seemed like they didn't expect me to bargain, then a moment later I blurted out four clear bold words: 【Great Don't pay the price.】 It's so cold, it must be good business. Perhaps he also realized that my attitude was a bit stiff, so not long after, he texted again: 【Any special requests？】 Me: ! What kind of service is so good, it's true that having to recharge is different, making people's minds start to think "blond"... My face is red, my mind is like a wild horse losing its reins, All the stories, comics, and videos I've seen before all automatically rewind in my head. It took a while for me to shyly type: 【Can... do anything?】 The other person fell silent again, this time even longer than before. After a while, I coldly returned just two words: 【More money.】 … The little deer in my heart hit the wall and died on the spot. I immediately regained my composure, my mood as pure as water: 【Ah, that's okay.】 Then, as requested, I sent him my real name, date of birth and portrait photo. Conveniently, I also asked: 【So what's your name?】 The cool guy still maintained his ice-cold attitude: 【No need to know. After delivering the money, we will no longer contact you.】 Wow, is this the cold relationship that only revolves around money in the legend?! It's truly the world of adults, far different from school youth... Me: 【After all, there must be a name to be called, a stage name for example?】 The other person seemed to think for a while, typing for a long time, then slowly texted back: 【Code name: "Uyen So".】 2. The date arrived. I eagerly grabbed my bag and rushed to the pre-arranged location. In the coffee shop, my heart was on fire, I looked at the clock over and over again. But I waited and waited and waited...still no one was there. The appointment time has passed, but there is still no sign of the other person. My heart suddenly felt like a beach after low tide, empty and drying up little by little. Could it be... that there was a bomb attack?! Before sadly leaving, I tried to struggle one last time, craning my neck to look towards the door. There was no one inside the shop, and there was no one outside the door. Outside, the street was deserted, not a soul passing by. I didn't mind, I just kept looking around in all directions. Until my gaze fell on the tall figure standing under a tree on the opposite side of the road... My eyes immediately lit up. {Read full at Van Ha Tuong page} That man was tall, his chest muscles were so tight that it made his shirt flat without a single wrinkle. Yet the top button is still tightly buttoned. He wore sunglasses and a black mask on his face, and his whole body was wrapped tightly, not showing any skin. Only his strong hands and clear joints were the only bright spot in that neutral scene. Normally, if you don't see your face, no one will recognize you. But am I “normal”? I'm the type of fan who can jump through 4 links, cross 3 platforms, set up 2 new emails just to get a piece of idol's "meat"! Fans' eyes are magic eyes! Damn, one look and I knew right away — it was my busty guy's hand! I quickly ran across the street. When I got closer, I saw that he was even taller than I thought. Slim waist, broad shoulders, straight back like an ape, nearly nine feet tall! The pants pocket bulged a bit, what was inside... it was hard to guess. This chest, these legs, this body... are exactly the right size to "break your neck and get married"! I was drooling non-stop, all the anger from having to wait for so long all disappeared. What if he remembered the wrong location? I patted him on the shoulder: "What are you standing here for? Why don't you come into the shop?" The cool guy stopped when I patted him once. He was stunned for a moment, then immediately took a cautious step back, coldly assessing me: "You've got the wrong person." I couldn't help but reached out and touched my ear. The voice is also deadly, low and deep like the sound of a cello Through the strings, each sound and each note scratches the itchy heart. It's just a pity... it's so cold! I patiently explained again: "It's not a mistake. I've been waiting for you for a long time, and seeing that you didn't come in, I had to come out and greet you myself." The other person was silent for a few seconds, his tone still cold as before: "I don't understand what you are saying." I started to get impatient, put my hands on my hips, angry: "What kind of person are you! Do you accept money without working? Do you want to turn the deal? It's late!" The man was silent for a moment, his chest rising and falling slightly as if he was breathing a very long breath. Then he seemed to give up, taking off his sunglasses and mask - revealing his heart-stoppingly beautiful face. With one hand in his pants pocket (still mysteriously bulging), he leaned slightly closer. Long, narrow eyes glanced at me, looking as if they were searching: "Since you know everything, what do you want?" Oh my god... a great beauty alive right in front of me, how could I be angry... I immediately forgot all about my anger, bowed my head shyly, my eyes began to avoid... "I, um... have already booked a hotel, let's go inside and talk." I coughed softly, tilted my chin slightly to signal him to look around. "On the street, people pass by, it's not convenient... to work."