After marrying the fierce god, her handsome young husband was pampered to the extreme.

Su Han was somewhat surprised, then blushed, "How did you know... what I was thinking?"

"Silly boy, it's written all over his face." Lin Yunting knew his precious little darling very well; he was as timid as a rabbit, and at the slightest disturbance, he would immediately retreat back to his den.

"I..." Su Han said in despair, "This is just how I am."

Take it or leave it, I'm not going to struggle anymore, I'm just giving up.

Lin Yunting chuckled, stroking Su Han's back lightly. "Baby, want a kiss?"

Su Han buried her head in the man's shoulder. "No kissing."

Lin Yunting laughed even louder.

The story of how Lin Yunting and Su Han met is incredibly cliché.

Su Han's life wasn't bad, but it wasn't good enough.

There were already three boys in the family before he was born.

He and his brothers were able to make ends meet at home. Although they didn't suffer any physical mistreatment, they were certainly not spared from cold treatment and disdain.

Although his family did not abandon him, they kept instilling in him the idea that a young man is useless if he doesn't work.

Later, when another son was born into the family, they felt even more that their first few sons were useless.

The first three boys were married off to their families to raise money, but when it was his turn, an accident happened.

He was eighteen years old that year, and not considered a handsome young man in the village. In addition, the mark of good fortune on his forehead was faint, and he was usually timid and hesitant, so not many people came to propose marriage.

It wasn't that there weren't any, but those who came to propose marriage were mostly poor widowers with no real skills.

The Su family didn't even look at those few pieces of silver.

Seeing that the only man in the family needed money to study, and since no one was going to propose marriage, his family decided to sell him to a brothel.

He had heard from a hoodlum that a brothel in the next county had just opened and was looking for young men with impeccable backgrounds. A young man could fetch at least fifty taels of silver.

Father Su thought to himself, "This freeloader in the family isn't bad-looking, and we haven't mistreated him. Now it's time for him to repay the family."

It can earn some money to send my younger brother to school and also help build a better brick house for the family.

Of course, selling their son was a shameful thing to do, and it might even affect their younger son's future, so the Su couple came up with a plan.

That is to pretend that someone from the next county came to propose marriage, so that Su Han could "marry" into the next county.

That day, Su Han's stepfather told him that he had found him a good family to marry into, and that he could just enjoy a life of luxury.

Su Han didn't expect any luxury. As long as her future husband didn't beat her and fed her well, she would be content.

But in the end, he was sold into a brothel by his trusted father.

He cried his heart out.

"Little father, please don't sell me. I can work, I can earn money, I can earn tuition for my younger brother. Please don't sell me."

Every word was written in blood.

But they couldn't wake the elderly couple from the Su family.

Su's father took fifty taels of silver from the madam and walked away from Su Han's sight.

Su Han was forcibly dragged into the building by the pimp. Although he was timid, he still had backbone.

He gripped the ground tightly with both hands, leaving long trails of blood on his fingertips.

But he was just a weakling; how could he possibly be a match for the strong and robust pimp?

He could only watch his parents' departing figures, his vision blurred by tears, and the excruciating pain in his fingers seemed insignificant at that moment.

His heart ached even more.

He thought that as long as he was obedient, ate less, and did more farm work...

He thought that as long as he worked hard and saved money, he could marry a kind-hearted man and the two of them could live a good life together.

But why?

He could only watch helplessly as he was sold and became a prostitute for thousands to sleep with.

No...no...

He just wanted to live his life well, even if he was poor or suffered a little.

He has two hands; as long as he is willing to work hard, he will definitely be able to live a good life.

But all of this... is ultimately just wishful thinking.

Su Han closed her eyes in despair.

"If they're not willing, then forget it." A nonchalant voice suddenly rang out. "How much will he charge? Sell it to me."

Brothel owners understand men; rescuing prostitutes has always been a favorite among men.

He immediately said, "Two hundred taels of silver, and this boy is yours."

The man pulled out a silver note from his pocket and muttered to himself, "Well, at least I managed to steal some money from my second brother's shop earlier."

The madam was a businesswoman; she could make a clean profit of 150 taels of silver with just a few transactions. Only a fool wouldn't do it.

He carefully put away the silver notes and signaled to the pimp to release the man.

Su Han had struggled for too long and had lost all her strength, collapsing limply to the ground.

The madam handed the contract of indenture to the man, saying, "Young master, he is now yours."

The man tore up the contract of servitude, squatted down in front of Su Han, and said, "Hey, can't you even stand up?"

Su Han raised his head, his eyes blurry with tears. He couldn't see the man in front of him clearly, but he felt that the man seemed to be wearing a military uniform, though it wasn't worn very well, it was crooked and didn't look like a proper soldier.

The man sighed and helped the person up.

"You are free now."

Upon hearing this, Su Han could no longer control herself and burst into tears, large tears falling to the ground.

He cried earnestly, as if he wanted to cry out all his grievances.

Although this street is not a bustling area, there are still some passersby coming and going.

"Hey, why are you crying?" the man said, sounding annoyed. "Stop crying, okay? I hate it when you cry."

Su Han quickly wiped away her tears.

His fingers were all worn raw, and now his whole hand was covered in blood.

The man couldn't bear to watch any longer and took him to a clinic for treatment.

He handed the last ten taels of silver he had to Su Han, saying, "Alright, let's part ways here. I'm leaving."

Su Han had nowhere to go, and he remembered the two hundred taels of silver the man had given him.

He followed the man silently.

Lin Yunting walked for a while, then stopped, turned around, and asked, "Why are you following me?"

Clutching her small bundle, Su Han stammered, "I...I have nowhere to go."

"..." Lin Yunting knew that he had saved a big problem.

Although Su Han has stopped crying, the tear tracks on her face are still clearly visible, and anyone with eyes can tell what happened.

They couldn't just leave him on the street, so Lin Yunting resigned himself to taking him home.

"You can live here with me from now on," Lin Yunting said. "I rarely come back, so you can look after the house for me."

Su Han looked at this completely unfamiliar place, feeling extremely panicked.

But then he thought about it again. He didn't even have a home anymore, so having a place to live was already the best thing that could happen.

He responded softly.

Lin Yunting said he doesn't come back to live here often, and that's really true.

After taking him home, Lin Yunting sat for only half an hour before returning to the military camp.

Su Han didn't dare to live in a larger room by himself. Those rooms looked very nice, and he didn't dare to overstep his bounds, so he quietly tidied up a storage room and slept with a pile of cold weapons.