Custom-Made Love for You - Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Summer break of sophomore year.

My future mother-in-law came bearing gifts.

She said her son would transfer to our class next semester.

And begged me to discipline him strictly.

Whoa, lady.

Who are you trying to use as a nanny?

Blame my grandpa, that old geezer.

He arranged a child marriage before he died.

Signed in black and white: “If the grandson-in-law can’t be controlled, bring him to my family.”

I was about to refuse.

But when I saw my future mother-in-law offering ten pounds of gold as a tutoring fee,

I pulled a 180 with a Thomas flare: “Would the young master like to target a 985 or a 211 university? Just say the word!”

She still underestimated me: “Just keep him alive.”

Chapter 2

My future mother-in-law invited me over for a short visit.

The moment I stepped into the villa, I heard the Heavenly Hound barking:

“What era is this for arranged child marriages?! Even if I have to eat a ton of realgar, dig out my gallbladder to soak in wine, and reveal my true form in shame today-I will never agree to this engagement!!”

When I reached the living room, I saw

a 1.9-meter “stick insect” shooting me a venomous glare over his shoulder.

Cheekbones sharp, jawline like a blade, like an YSL skeletal male model.

The next second, he suddenly kicked the handsome guy quietly playing on his phone: “Who gave you permission to bark? You’ll scare the guest!”

Phone Guy slowly lifted his face from the screen: “???”

Then,

the stick insect went through a whole ancient scholar’s repertoire-mouth-covering, head-scratching-as he came to greet me:

“Sis, why didn’t you tell me you were coming? I could’ve put on a full face, changed into a sheer outfit, and stunned you at first sight.”

I couldn’t help but inwardly Hong Shixian: Bro, you’re such a slut.

Chapter 3

That tall, skinny stick insect is Gu Chengyu, my fiancé whom I’d never met.

Phone Guy is Gu Chenglin, the Gu family’s adopted son, already admitted early to Hua University after just sophomore year.

One look at Gu Chengyu’s grades and I understood.

Main account’s a lost cause, so they started training a smurf.

Uncle Gu told me: “If Gu Chengyu really can’t study, just let it be. Miss Jiang, just keep an eye on him and make sure he doesn’t cause trouble.”

Mrs. Gu added: “If he can just make it through senior year alive, we’ll be grateful. Yiteng, I’m counting on you to look after A-Yu!”

I couldn’t help making a stupefied, dumbfounded expression, pointing at myself: “Me??”

Then I looked at Gu Chengyu.

He was staring at me with a lecherous, dopey expression, drool cascading down: “So hot… what’s in the soup?”

Gu Chenglin adjusted his silver-rimmed glasses: “Sulfuric acid.”

For some reason,

even though Gu Chengyu was just eating normally,

the entire family got all teary-eyed with emotion

and kept sneaking gratified, approving glances at me.

Me: ??

Oh no.

Don’t tell me he’s the kind of precious baby boy who gets praised for peeing far?!