After Wen Xian’s parents both passed away, she inherited the only property her family left her: a broken and tattered pen.

Not long after, Wen Xian was surprised to discover that whatever she drew with this pen would appear right in front of her eyes.

Thus, she had a flash of inspiration and drew a boyfriend for herself, who had been single since birth.

One day, Shen Lingge was shaking a red wine glass while soaking in the bathtub. Suddenly, the scene before his eyes spun around, and with soap bubbles covering his whole body, he lay on the hard floor.

Just as he frowned, a woman with tearful, misty eyes pounced over. She sobbed, “From now on, you are my boyfriend.”

Shen Lingge: ?

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Wen Xian was born surrounded by fine clothes and jade food. Her parents treated her like a pearl and a treasure. Everyone envied Wen Xian.

When Wen Xian was eighteen years old, in that year, the airplane her parents were on crashed, with no survivors. Less than half a year later, the Wen family went bankrupt. Everyone sympathized with Wen Xian.

When Wen Xian was twenty-two years old, she suddenly had a boyfriend as rich as a nation. That man was incomparably handsome, spoiling Wen Xian to the point of being lawless. Everyone was jealous of Wen Xian.

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I once prayed to the gods. The gods heard my wish.

Thus, you came to my side.