Jiang Ying shivered.
When people are too rich, they tend to become abnormal.
She had heard that Yi Sichen’s grandfather had a mental illness, and his uncle was a pervert… The whole family seemed a bit off.
Fortunately, Yi Sichen was normal.
Thinking of how Yi Sichen, as the heir of a wealthy family, could have anything he wanted, yet he doted on her endlessly… Jiang Ying couldn’t help but curl her lips into a smile.
Her charm was simply too powerful. Against Jiang Ranran, she was sure to win!
…
Jiang Ranran walked into Dragon City Airport and stopped in front of a luxury handbag counter from a high-end brand.
She truly didn’t understand why wealthy people bought these bags. They didn’t look practical and couldn’t hold much.
The sales assistant offered a professional smile. “Hello, what kind of bag are you looking for?”
Jiang Ranran gestured with her hands. “Do you have something big and convenient, something that can hold a lot of things?”
“Of course,” the sales assistant replied with a smile. “The store next door sells suitcases. That should meet your requirements.”
Jiang Ranran looked in the direction she pointed, and her eyes lit up.
Ten minutes later, Jiang Ranran walked out of the store dragging a black suitcase.
She then ducked into a clothing boutique. When she emerged, she was wearing combat boots, a black high-collared trench coat, and large sunglasses, striding with an air of confidence.
The sales assistant watched her retreating figure and sighed sincerely. “Is this lady here to stock up on goods?”
As she passed the VIP lounge, two people walked out.
Jiang Ying recognized her at a glance. “Jiang Ranran, what are you doing here!?”
Yi Sichen almost didn’t recognize her.
He had to admit, Jiang Ranran’s outfit looked cool and stylish.
Unfortunately, it wasn’t his type. No matter how good it looked, it was useless.
Jiang Ying said, “She must be here to stalk us, deliberately dressed like a spy!”
Yi Sichen’s eyes turned cold.
He knew it. This woman claimed she wasn’t interested in him, but in reality, she was still clinging to him. She had even followed him to the airport…
Yi Sichen said with a stern face, “Jiang Ranran, I told you I won’t marry you. Get out of my sight right now!”
Jiang Ranran: “Are you both crazy? I came to the airport to buy clothes.”
Jiang Ying sneered, “If you want to buy clothes, you should go to a mall! Why come to an airport?”
“Besides, why are you carrying a suitcase if you’re just buying clothes? You clearly want to board the plane with us!”
Jiang Ranran didn’t want to waste time arguing with them. She picked up her suitcase and walked away.
Jiang Ying said urgently, “She’s going to report to your family!”
Yi Sichen quickly stepped forward and grabbed Jiang Ranran’s suitcase. “Stay right here. You’re not going anywhere!”
Jiang Ranran: “?”
She had long heard that the Yi family was abnormal. Now, it seemed the rumors were true.
Jiang Ranran frowned. “Let go.”
Yi Sichen leaned in closer. “Don’t push your luck. Wait here obediently. Once Yingying and I board the plane, you can go wherever you want…”
“Stop wasting my time!”
Jiang Ranran had lost her patience and slapped him.
Smack!!
Yi Sichen’s mask was knocked off, revealing his shocked face. His grip on the suitcase loosened.
Jiang Ranran dragged her suitcase and strode away confidently.
Yi Sichen was instantly furious and started chasing after her. “Jiang Ranran! Stop right there!”
Suddenly, a middle-aged man rushed out from the side. “Jiang Ranran, I finally caught you! I never should have let you go back then!”
Jiang Ranran’s heart skipped a beat.
Oh no! That voice—it was the director of the psychiatric hospital!
The director lunged at her, claws bared, eyes filled with deep-seated hatred. “You’ve corrupted the atmosphere of our hospital! The patients have all started thinking for themselves and become impossible to manage… You have to pay for this!”
“I didn’t! You’ve got the wrong person!” Jiang Ranran grabbed her rolling suitcase and ran.
The director chased after her relentlessly. “Don’t think I won’t recognize you just because you’re wearing sunglasses!”
Yi Sichen was taken aback for a moment, then quickly joined the chase after the director.
Two against one—he refused to believe they couldn’t catch that damned woman!
Jiang Ying shouted from behind, “Si Chen! Wait for me! I can’t run in high heels!”
Jiang Ranran fled the terminal in a panic as sleet began to fall from the sky.
A black car was parked in front of her.
It was large, classic, and dignified, exuding a sense of age.
Jiang Ranran circled to the other side of the car, using it to hide herself.
The director stumbled out of the airport, panting heavily, and slipped on the wet pavement, tumbling to the ground.
“Jiang Ranran, get out here right now!”
Jiang Ranran instinctively reached for the car door.
To her surprise, it opened.
The interior was empty, the leather seats emitting a cool cedar fragrance.
Jiang Ranran quickly climbed into the car with her suitcase.
The director looked around but saw no sign of her and stormed off, cursing under his breath.
Shortly after, Yi Sichen also emerged from the airport and immediately spotted the car.
His face paled, as if he had encountered something terrifying, and he turned and ran back toward the terminal.
Jiang Ranran removed her sunglasses and peered out, puzzled.
Was Yi Sichen scared off by this car?
…
Sleet poured from the sky, shrouding the world in a gray, damp haze.
Yi Jingnian stepped out of the terminal, holding a black umbrella.
The sleet pattered softly against the umbrella’s surface. The brim obscured his face, and the collar of his coat was slightly raised, revealing only his sharply defined jawline and thin lips.
Lu Feng hurried to catch up. “Sir, when we return to the old mansion this time, the master will surely bring up your marriage again. Young Master Si Chen is getting married in April, but you still haven’t settled down…”
The man’s footsteps didn’t falter. The hem of his coat fluttered in the wind as his leather shoes crunched over the thin layer of snow. His voice was low and clear. “Find a girl to deal with it.”
“…” Lu Feng broke into a cold sweat.
Was his master asking him to find a girl now to pose as his fiancée?
But the drive from the airport to the Yi family’s old mansion was only half an hour. Where could he possibly find a suitable candidate in such a short time?
Lu Feng wore a pained expression. “Understood. Please get in the car first. I’ll make arrangements right away.”
As he looked at the car, a wild thought crossed his mind—what if, when he opened the car door, there was already a suitable girl sitting inside?
He shook his head with a bitter smile. What a ridiculous fantasy. Reaching out, he pulled open the rear door.
Then he froze.
There was indeed a girl sitting in the back seat.
Dressed in a black trench coat and combat boots, wearing sunglasses, with a rolling suitcase beside her.
She seemed to blend seamlessly with the car’s interior, as if she had grown there.
Lu Feng: “…”
Jiang Ranran: “…”
The two stared at each other, wide-eyed.
Lu Feng managed to stammer out, “Who… are you?”
Jiang Ranran was equally embarrassed.
Seeing that the car’s owner had returned, she quickly explained, “I’m sorry, I got into the wrong car!”
With that, she grabbed her suitcase and tried to slip out through the other door.
Suddenly, her wrist was seized.
A large hand with distinct knuckles, the veins on the back filled with a mature sense of strength, the luxury watch on the wrist flashing a subtle, opulent gleam in the car.
Jiang Ranran looked up in alarm.
The man stood amidst the swirling snow, one hand holding an umbrella, the other gripping her wrist, looking down at her from above.
He was an exceptionally handsome man, with truly top-tier bone structure, a tall and upright figure. Beneath his overcoat was a meticulously tailored shirt and tie, exuding a deep, cold, and noble aura.
Though he was precisely the type most likely to stir one’s heart, Jiang Ranran felt chilled by his gaze.
His eyes were dark, deep, and silent, devoid of any emotion, yet they carried a bone-piercing coldness.
Jiang Ranran was too frightened to move, staring directly into the man’s eyes.
Yi Jingnian looked at her for a long moment before calmly uttering three words.
“Her, then.”
Jiang Ranran: “??”
What did he mean by “her, then”?
The man released her hand, and Jiang Ranran quickly scrambled out of the car.
The way he had gripped her wrist felt like a bite—simultaneously thrilling and terrifying.
“Sorry to bother you.”
Jiang Ranran forced a smile, leaving an apology before trying to slip away quickly.
Lu Feng immediately stopped her. “Miss, you’re in luck. There’s a good opportunity right now.”
Jiang Ranran: “Huh?”
Lu Feng: “Our sir is being pressured by his family to marry and wants someone to pose as his fiancée. If you’re willing to go along…”
He held up two fingers. “The reward is two million.”
“Two million?”
At the mention of money, Jiang Ranran’s eyes immediately lit up.
Lu Feng said, “Yes, it’s very simple! Just accompany the sir to meet his elders—it’s like picking up money!”