Mid - night, reveling in the bar—suddenly, my husband had it shut down! Chapter 1

My family wanted me to choose someone for an arranged marriage, but I wasn't ready to settle down yet.

So I picked a notorious playboy prince as my husband, thinking we'd both do our own thing after getting married.

I didn't expect that when I was partying at a bar late one night, he'd send people to shut the whole place down.

He shooed away the male models keeping me company, then placed my hand on his abs with a pitiful look: "I may not have dated before, but I can learn whatever you want."

On my 20th birthday, my parents told me I needed to choose someone for a business marriage arrangement. My brother laid out photos of eligible bachelors for me to pick from.

"This is the eldest son of the Cloud family. He has exceptional intelligence and leadership skills, and heads Cloud Corporation.

This one is the second son of the Qi family. Not only is he handsome, but he also has a brilliant mind and is pursuing scientific research.

And this is the eldest son of the Fu family. His looks are impeccable, but... he spends all his time idling about, eating, drinking and having fun..."

"I'll take him," I said without hesitation, pointing to Ethan Fu, the Fu family's eldest son.

My parents and brother were stunned. They never expected I'd choose a notorious playboy.

First of all, I'm all about looks, and Ethan was extremely handsome in his photo. I liked that.

Secondly, I'd heard he had quite the reputation as a player in the city.

Most importantly, I wasn't done having fun yet. Choosing someone who also liked to party meant we could each do our own thing. Perfect.

I got so drunk on our wedding night that I blacked out. I have no idea how I even made it to the bridal suite.

When I woke up the next morning, Ethan was already sitting on the couch playing video games. He glanced up at me: "You're awake?"

"Yeah. Is there anything to eat? I'm kind of hungry," I said awkwardly.

It was pretty embarrassing that the bride had gotten wasted on her wedding night.

Ethan pointed to the kitchen: "There's warm milk and eggs in the kitchen."

I brought out the milk and eggs and started eating. "Sorry about last night. I drank way too much," I said between bites.

"I understand you were excited to marry me. But you really shouldn't drink that much. Good thing I was there, or you'd have spent the night hugging the toilet."

When he said the first part, I wanted to punch him. As if I was thrilled to marry him! But hearing the second part, I held back. Sounds like I must have been quite a handful.

My girlfriends were all texting me to come out, so after breakfast I rushed out the door.

Ethan wanted to come with me but I refused: "Bro, you're too handsome. Better not come or my girls will be all over you."

The corners of his mouth turned up in a slight smile as he acquiesced to my decision.

I thought to myself, shouldn't a guy that good-looking be desensitized to compliments by now? Why did he seem to enjoy being praised so much?

This was my first time going out with my girls after getting married. Everyone was excited and peppered me with questions about the wedding night and my new husband.

I shut it all down with one sentence: "I was drunk, I don't remember anything."

My answer clearly disappointed them.

But partying was our real purpose: "Girls, go wild tonight. Drinks are on me!"

We went from karaoke to the bar. Before we knew it, it was the middle of the night.

Before I got married, my parents would call to nag me to come home when it got late.

Now that I was married, no one could tell me what to do. Haha, I was going to party as much as I wanted.

I tossed my phone aside. It's not like anyone was going to call and tell me to come home. Ethan was probably out drinking with his friends too.