Three months ago, at the marriage registration office.
Sheng Yuyue had already been waiting at the entrance for an hour, and the man she was about to register her marriage with still hadn’t shown up.
According to her grandfather, that man was the CEO of Huan Yu International, Fu Yunting, the current head of the Fu family.
They had never met, yet they had been betrothed to each other since childhood.
So, having just returned from abroad, she was directly arranged by her grandfather to come and get the marriage certificate.
Although the Fu family was practically royalty in the capital, making the bride wait at the door for an hour for the marriage registration—
Even the “good-tempered” Sheng Yuyue was starting to get angry.
Did he think that just because he was Fu Yunting, he could insult a woman like this with such disregard?
The Sheng family wasn’t someone to be trifled with in the capital either.
Just as Sheng Yuyue was about to leave, a Rolls-Royce pulled up in front of her.
A man in a well-tailored suit got out from the passenger seat, looking to be about 175 centimeters tall.
This was the man her prestigious Sheng family’s eldest daughter was supposed to marry?
This was Fu Yunting, the head of the Fu family in the capital?
How was this completely different from what the rumors said?
Wasn’t he supposed to be an aloof, cold, and abstinent handsome man?
This?
“Miss Sheng, I presume?”
Song Qi walked up to Sheng Yuyue, looking at the woman whose face was full of impatience.
“You’re Fu Yunting?”
Sheng Yuyue sized up the man before her without any attempt to hide her scrutiny.
“No, I’m President Fu’s assistant. You can just call me Song Qi.”
“Where’s Fu Yunting?”
Sheng Yuyue adjusted her stance, her patience having reached its limit.
She waited an hour and only a junior assistant showed up.
“President Fu had matters he couldn’t get away from, but the marriage certificate has already been processed. Madam, please follow me inside—just sign your name and you can receive the certificate.”
Sheng Yuyue’s eyes widened in disbelief.
Although she hadn’t been back to the country for years, she knew that getting married required both parties to be present in person, take a photo together, and sign before receiving the certificate.
Just how dissatisfied was Fu Yunting with this marriage that he wouldn’t even show his face on the day of registration and had the certificate arranged anyway?
Well, at least he knew how to save himself the trouble.
After speaking, Song Qi led Sheng Yuyue into the registration office.
Before long, a little red booklet was placed in Sheng Yuyue’s hands.
She opened it and was utterly astonished.
This composite photo—the technique was truly top-notch. You couldn’t tell at all that it was photoshopped.
While she was still examining the freshly issued marriage certificate in her hands, Song Qi had already put away Fu Yunting’s copy.
Then he took out a bank card and a slip of paper with an address and phone number from his briefcase.
“Madam, this is the address of the marital home and President Fu’s personal phone number. This card is President Fu’s supplementary card. President Fu instructed that you may spend freely on it.”
Sheng Yuyue casually took the bank card and the slip of paper from Song Qi’s hand and walked straight out the door.
If she kept listening to that assistant go on about “President Fu said this” and “President Fu said that,” she would definitely be infuriated to death.
Just as she stepped into her red Koenigsegg CCR sports car, her grandfather’s call came in.
“Little girl, you got the certificate, right?”
The moment the call connected, her grandfather Sheng Zhuohan’s eager tone reached her ears.
“Grandfather, just how much do you want to be rid of me, that you’re so eager to marry me off?”
Sheng Yuyue couldn’t help but think that no sooner had she returned to the country than her grandfather had brought out the token exchanged between him and Fu Yunting’s grandfather in their youth, when they had privately arranged a child betrothal between the two of them. He explained that before Fu Yunting’s grandfather passed away, his sole dying wish had been for Fu Yunting to fulfill the promise made all those years ago—to take her as his wife.
In the Fu family, the person Fu Yunting respected most was his grandfather, and so it came to be that this novel pair of newlyweds had never laid eyes on each other before their marriage.