Parallel World, Blue Star.
“Knock, knock!”
Someone knocked on the door of Qin Yang’s rented apartment.
Qin Yang frowned.
It wasn’t time to pay the rent yet.
Could the landlord already be here to demand payment?
He opened the door, only to find himself puzzled.
Standing outside was an unfamiliar middle-aged couple.
They looked distinguished and out of place in this urban village.
“May I ask who you’re looking for?”
Qin Yang asked politely.
The middle-aged man took a deep breath.
“Qin Yang, we’re here to see you. Could we come inside and talk?”
“Please, come in.”
Qin Yang stepped aside and let them into the room.
The couple looked around.
Although Qin Yang’s place was rather shabby, it was reasonably clean.
“Who exactly are you two?”
After the three of them sat down, Qin Yang asked curiously.
The middle-aged man was silent for a moment before saying, “My surname is Jiang. Mu Xue is our daughter. We’ve come to talk to you about something.”
Qin Yang’s expression changed.
He suddenly became somewhat awkward.
Jiang Muxue was the president of the company Qin Yang had previously worked for.
She was extraordinarily beautiful.
At the company’s annual party, they had accidentally slept together after drinking.
Not long afterward, Qin Yang had been fired from the company.
“Chairman Jiang, I really didn’t do it on purpose—”
Qin Yang said awkwardly.
The middle-aged man raised his hand.
“We know. If you’d done it deliberately, you’d already be in prison. We’re here because of something else.”
Qin Yang breathed a sigh of relief.
“Please, tell me.”
“Mu Xue is in a vegetative state.”
Qin Yang’s eyes widened.
He couldn’t believe what he had just heard.
“What? How did President Jiang become a vegetative? I saw her after that night, and she seemed perfectly fine.”
Pain appeared in the woman’s eyes.
Jiang Muxue’s father, Jiang Wancheng, said solemnly, “Don’t be nervous. Mu Xue’s condition has nothing to do with you. She didn’t become a vegetative until more than a month after that night.”
Qin Yang froze.
It had already been six or seven months.
Jiang Muxue had been in a vegetative state for almost half a year?
“Chairman Jiang, is there anything I can do to help?”
Jiang Muxue’s mother spoke up.
“Qin Yang, we’ve come here because we hope you’ll marry Mu Xue and register your marriage with her. Mu Xue is pregnant. The child she’s carrying is yours.”
“What?”
Qin Yang’s eyes widened.
One shot and she’s pregnant?
Jiang Wancheng lit a cigarette and said solemnly, “After Mu Xue became a vegetative, we took her to the hospital for an examination. That’s when we discovered she was pregnant. The doctors said she couldn’t have an abortion because it would greatly reduce the chances of Mu Xue recovering.”
Jiang Wancheng paused.
“We’ve consulted many doctors over the past few months, but Mu Xue still hasn’t awakened. Her chances of waking up are getting lower and lower.”
“She is our only daughter.”
Qin Yang said, “You want me to marry her so that she can give birth to the child? Giving birth in her condition would be extremely dangerous.”
Jiang Muxue’s parents fell silent.
How could they not know?
Tears began flowing from Jiang Muxue’s mother’s eyes.
“Qin Yang, we want you to marry Mu Xue for two reasons. First, perhaps the marriage will bring her some good fortune and help her recover. Second, we want the child to have a father.”
There was a third reason that Jiang Wancheng didn’t mention.
After they married, perhaps Qin Yang could do something intimate with Jiang Muxue that might stimulate her and help her escape her vegetative state.
Qin Yang said, “If the child is mine, I’ll definitely take responsibility as his father after it’s born. But I don’t think there’s any need for me to marry President Jiang.”
“Using a wedding to bring good fortune is just superstition.”
He was still young.
Marrying a woman in a vegetative state?
Even if he agreed, his parents might not.
Jiang Muxue’s mother took a bank card from her bag.
“Qin Yang, there are five million yuan in this card. After you marry Mu Xue, we’ll also give you 300,000 yuan every month for living expenses.”
“Mu Xue also owns a villa. That villa will belong to you in the future.”
Qin Yang’s heart began beating faster.
Five million yuan, plus 300,000 yuan in monthly living expenses, plus a villa.
Are you testing my principles with this kind of money?
Which man could possibly withstand such a test?
“I agree!”
Qin Yang immediately accepted.
If he rejected them, Jiang Muxue’s parents might offer even more money, but he knew better than to be too greedy.
“Qin Yang, given Mu Xue’s current condition, holding a wedding ceremony would probably attract a lot of gossip. You can register the marriage without holding a ceremony. Perhaps Mu Xue will recover someday.”
“We can hold the wedding then.”
Jiang Wancheng spoke solemnly.
Qin Yang nodded.
“Chairman Jiang, what do the doctors say? What are the chances of Mu Xue recovering?”
“One percent.”
Qin Yang sighed inwardly.
That probability was far too low.
And as time passed, it would likely become even lower.
Jiang Wancheng stood up.
“Let’s go. It’s better to act now than wait. Qin Yang, register your marriage with Mu Xue today.”
The three of them went downstairs.
A long-wheelbase Rolls-Royce was waiting for them.
Qin Yang wasn’t surprised.
He knew that Jiang Wancheng was the richest man in Hai City, with assets worth hundreds of billions.
An hour later, they arrived at a villa community.
The car stopped in front of a luxurious villa.
“Master, Madam.”
Four housekeepers respectfully greeted them as they entered.
Jiang Muxue’s mother said, “This is Qin Yang. He’ll soon be marrying Mu Xue. From now on, he’ll be the master of this house.”
“Mr. Qin.”
The four housekeepers greeted him in unison.
Qin Yang nodded without saying much.
Jiang Wancheng and his wife led Qin Yang upstairs.
Soon, Qin Yang saw Jiang Muxue lying quietly on the bed.
Her complexion was slightly pale.
But her beauty remained as stunning as ever.
“Mu Xue.”
Jiang Muxue’s mother held her daughter’s hand, tears glimmering in her eyes.
Although Jiang Muxue had been unconscious for a long time, seeing her daughter like this still caused her immense pain every time.
Jiang Wancheng said, “Mu Xue, Qin Yang is here. We’ve contacted the civil affairs bureau staff. They’ll be here shortly. Your mother and I hope that you and Qin Yang can register your marriage.”
Qin Yang glanced toward the medical equipment beside the bed.
There was no change on the monitors.
“Chairman Jiang, can I kiss Mu Xue after we get married?”
Jiang Wancheng nodded.
“Yes.”
He also looked toward the equipment.
There was still no abnormal movement on the monitors.
Not long afterward, the civil affairs bureau staff arrived.
Jiang Wancheng and his wife provided a photograph of Jiang Muxue.
The staff used photo editing to create a marriage photograph of Qin Yang and Jiang Muxue.
“Click!”
The official seal was stamped.
Their marriage certificate was complete.
“Ding… Emotional System activated.”
“Whenever Jiang Muxue experiences emotional fluctuations, the host can obtain Emotional Points.”
“Emotional Points can be used for draws.”
Qin Yang froze.
He had actually awakened a system?
“System, there should be a starter gift package, right?”
Qin Yang tentatively thought the words in his mind.
“Starter gift package is being distributed—”
“Congratulations, Host. Your mental power has been raised to S-rank.”
Qin Yang felt a warm current flow into his head.
His mental strength rapidly increased, and his mind became extraordinarily clear.
Soon, the enhancement was complete.
Qin Yang could feel that his memory had become far stronger.
He could now clearly remember things from before he was even three years old.
He also remembered what had happened that night with Jiang Muxue.
Jiang Muxue had been a virgin.
“Xiao Qin, you and Mu Xue are husband and wife now. I hope you’ll take good care of her. If Mu Xue recovers, we’ll give you 100 million yuan.”
After the civil affairs bureau staff left, Jiang Wancheng spoke to him.
Qin Yang secretly clicked his tongue.
My father-in-law is really generous.
“Chairman Jiang, I’ll take good care of Mu Xue.”
Qin Yang promised.
Jiang Wancheng said, “Now that you and Mu Xue are married, you should change how you address us. For now, call me Uncle Jiang.”
“And call my wife Aunt Liang.”
Qin Yang nodded.
“Uncle Jiang, Aunt Liang.”