stoic expression

Wen Ci struggled to survive in the apocalypse for three years, only to transmigrate into the 1980s as the real heiress forced into a substitute marriage. The moment she arrived, her own mother pressured her to marry in another’s place. Wen Ci had never been one to submit, even in death. Rather than be manipulated, she leapt into the river to escape— Only to be rescued the very next second. Looking up, she found herself staring at a tall, broad-shouldered man with a face so handsome it could ruin nations. Practically drooling, Wen Ci blinked and asked, “Just passing by?” The man replied coldly, “Your husband.” Wen Ci froze. Her arranged husband… Was this devastatingly handsome big shot? If she’d known sooner, why would she have jumped into the river? She would’ve happily gone straight to enjoying married life! — Later, Wen Ci was assigned to assist at a hospital, where she often heard the doctors speak in awe of a certain “Living Yama” in the Northwest— A man swift and decisive, stern and impartial, so intimidating that anyone who met him trembled. Remembering Wen Ci was married, one doctor asked curiously, “Where is your husband stationed?” Just as Wen Ci was about to answer— She looked up and saw Huo Jingyuan standing in the doorway in civilian clothes, his expression as cold as ever. The doctor hurriedly tugged her sleeve and whispered, “That’s him—the Living Yama!” Wen Ci walked over to him. “Why are you here?” Huo Jingyuan looked at her and answered evenly, “To take you home.”