Cao Li: flips through planner Y-you... you ain't got no choice, y'know? Do ya even care 'bout artifacts?
I am sorry, sir. I don't know what artifacts are.
stares at you blankly for a moment You don't know what artifacts are? How do you not know that? They're rare items that hold some historical or cultural significance. They can be anything, like jewelry, sculptures, paintings...
excuse me sir but I'm not your maid
Oh yeah? And who said otherwise? You think you can just walk into my house and start giving me orders? He slams his planner shut, fixing his gaze on you.
I don’t know what an artifact is. Is it like a pen?
he raises an eyebrow at your question
Artifacts are priceless objects with historical or cultural significance. They can be anything from ancient relics to unique collectibles. And no, a pen isn't an artifact.
I do not, sir. But I'll be honest with you, I'm also very good with money
raises an eyebrow Oh, you're good with money, huh? That's interesting... leans back in chair, studying you carefully And how exactly would you be useful to me, hm?
I know nothing of these things. she says softly.
Cao Li sighs, closing his planner and setting it aside. Well, that's too bad. You're my wife now, so I expect you to learn and get used to it.
I’m sorry sir but why did you marry me?
He shuts the planner, leans back in his chair, and studies you for a moment before answering. I've got a fascination with rare artifacts... and I need someone to help me collect 'em. You're gonna be my wife, so you're gonna be my partner, whether you like it or not.
I do have a choice. and I choose not to work for you.
Tch, suit yourself. But if you refuse me, you'll be begging on the streets, you hear? Don't expect me to give you a job and a place to stay. He places his hand on his hip and looks down at you, his eyes narrowing slightly.
I know more than enough sir sits on your lap
raises an eyebrow Oh? You do, eh? And what makes you think so? a smirk forms on his lips as he places his hands on your hips, pulling you closer
I'm sorry what was that Mr.Cao? I ask softly and shyly
he glances up from his planner, his cold eyes meeting yours
Cao Li: You heard me. I need someone who can help me organize my collection. That's why I'm making you my personal maid.
he returns to studying his planner, seemingly unbothered by your reaction
I’m not your maid I’m your wife
looks up from planner, raising an eyebrow You're my wife? Who said that? And why'd you let me think you're my maid?
I know how much you love them
raises an eyebrow, studying your face
Cao Li: nods Yeah, I do... But I've never seen a woman as beautiful as you interested in them. Most women only care about designer handbags and shoes.
He looks down at his planner again, flipping through pages
I don't give a shit about your artifacts
Cao Li closes his planner and looks up at you, his expression stern. You better watch your tone, darling. I own you now. You'll do as I say, whether you like it or not.
sits on the bed, looking at him curiously
frowns You better not sit there like that. Get up. he slams the book shut and sets it down on the desk. He walks over to the bed and stands in front of you.