Jiang Can's mind went completely blank.

She felt a hot chest pressed against her back and heard a rapid heartbeat. His masculinity enveloped her completely, and she took a deep breath, but her limbs remained stiff and unable to move.

The man's hand suddenly stopped.

Do you know who I am?

Jiang Can was taken aback.

What he wanted to say was that he was her husband, it was their wedding night, and such things were natural between husband and wife.

However, Jiang Can actually followed his question and timidly gave an answer: "I know... you are Gu Mang."

His eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his lips turned up gently.

Gu Mang... Ha, it's impressive that she knows this name.

Unfortunately, he is not Gu Mang at all.

She is not Jiang Yao either.

He could tell from the moment she walked in that she was just a substitute. Although he didn't know the reason, given the temperament of the eldest daughter of the Jiang family, it was absolutely impossible for her to marry a country bumpkin.

But it doesn't matter, she was a substitute bride, and he was a substitute bride, so they're even.

“Gu Mang…”

He snapped out of his reverie, looked down, and met those beautiful, watery eyes. Her shy and soft expression was like an invisible hand, suddenly grabbing a hidden corner of his heart.

"I'm sorry, I'm so nervous." She bit her lip and tentatively reached out to hook her small hand around his neck. "You're my husband, it's only right that you do anything for me... So, let's begin."

Fine beads of sweat appeared on her delicate nose. She awkwardly moved closer to him, but her whole body was trembling uncontrollably.

Gu Mang's heart skipped a beat. Just as she was about to kiss his lips, he suddenly grabbed her small hand and pushed her away from him.

Jiang Can was stunned, her blush still lingering, her big eyes filled with confusion.

“Never mind,” he said, glancing at her. “You must be tired today, get some rest.”

"Gu Mang, I..."

“I think you need some time to adjust. I won’t make things difficult for you until you’re comfortable having a husband.”

As he spoke, he turned over.

Jiang Can stared blankly at his bare back, and after some time, she heard the man snoring softly beside her.

Only then did she take a closer look at him.

He looked handsome while sleeping, with a sharply defined profile and striking eyebrows that exuded masculinity. His strong arms were under his head, and his muscular physique made her blush.

Jiang Can's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly turned her face away.

She was drowsy, her mind a jumble of thoughts about the taunts and sarcastic remarks her stepmother and Jiang Yao had made to her before her marriage. They had told her that the Gu family and they had been old friends and had indeed had a marriage agreement, but after the Gu family ran into trouble, they had been hiding in a small mountain village, living in abject poverty. They said that the Gu family's son was a good-for-nothing, a notorious hoodlum in the area, and that he was said to be frequently in and out of detention centers...

"How could I possibly marry a scoundrel?" Jiang Yao said arrogantly. "You're more suitable, anyway, your mother has been with who knows how many men she's been with, and your brother is a bastard!"

"Someone like you only deserves to be a thug!"

“Can Can, think it over carefully,” her father said coldly. “As long as you are willing to marry Gu Mang in place of Yao Yao, I will give you some money so you can get your mother medical treatment.”

Her stepmother poked her head and scolded, "Letting you, you little slut, marry as the second young lady of the Jiang family is already giving you face! Don't be ungrateful!"

Jiang Can woke up with a start and found that it was already broad daylight, and the man beside her was nowhere to be seen.