“Hmm, from now on, you’re my wife.” A sly smile flickered in Zhan Yan Chen’s eyes as he led Yan Qing into the Rolls-Royce parked by the roadside.
Zhan Jiu, who was driving, glanced at the rearview mirror and caught sight of Zhan Yan Chen’s gentle smile. He thought to himself: Young Master, look at that priceless grin of yours. Getting to marry the young mistress as you wished seems even more satisfying than conquering the Zhan Corporation empire.
Yan Qing had come to terms with the fact of their whirlwind marriage. “Zhan Yan Chen, the next step is to go buy…” wedding rings.
Before she could finish, she remembered that her cards had been frozen by Mr. Yan.
Suddenly, something flashed before her eyes, making her dizzy.
Yan Qing blinked and focused her gaze, only to see Zhan Yan Chen slipping a dazzlingly familiar diamond ring onto her finger.
The ring fit perfectly, as if it had been custom-made for her.
Yan Qing snapped back to reality and looked at Zhan Yan Chen in disbelief. “Zhan Yan Chen, how can a college student afford a one-of-a-kind diamond ring from Zhan Corporation?”
“Darling, I’m not a college student.” Zhan Yan Chen’s eyes filled with affection as he gently closed Yan Qing’s gaping mouth. She was as absent-minded as ever, not even checking his date of birth.
Yan Qing clearly remembered him saying last night that he was a student at Jing University. “Even if you’re a part-time graduate student, you still can’t afford this.”
Zhan Corporation’s jewelry was the pinnacle of luxury.
“I get scholarships every year.” Zhan Yan Chen gave her delicate hand a gentle squeeze. “Do you like this ring?”
Yan Qing looked at the diamond ring, which was as large as a pigeon’s egg, and nodded softly. “The design of this ring is very layered, and the diamond’s cut is even more eye-catching than I imagined. I wonder which designer created it?”
Zhan Yan Chen curved his lips into a smile and intertwined his fingers with Yan Qing’s ring-adorned hand. “Darling, should we go to your place or mine now?”
Yan Qing glanced at her wristwatch. “Sister has work to take care of. You should head back to school first.”
Zhan Yan Chen wrapped his arms around her, burying his face in the crook of her neck. His voice was soft and pleading. “Sweetheart, are you really going to abandon me right after we got married?”
Zhan Jiu was so startled he nearly swerved the car. The young master was going along with the misunderstanding, lowering his voice to sound like a college student, and the sweetness of it was almost unsettling.
Yan Qing remained unmoved, heartlessly pushing Zhan Yan Chen’s head away. He nuzzled against her palm, and Yan Qing’s girlish heart nearly melted.
Still, she didn’t soften. Before, she was alone, but now she had to earn money to support her husband.
The Rolls-Royce came to a stop in front of Yuerong.
Yan Qing pinched Zhan Yan Chen’s obedient, harmless, and gentle face. “Be good. Sister will contact you as soon as she has time.”
Zhan Yan Chen looked at her with deep longing in his eyes. “Darling, I’ll wait for your call.”
Just as Yan Qing was about to close the door, a disdainful voice sounded beside her—
“Oh, so someone finally wants Miss Yan.” Xia Jin walked over hand in hand with his girlfriend, Bai Lin.
Yan Qing frowned in disgust. “What are you two doing here?”
“Of course, we’re here to discuss a partnership with Vice President Yan.”
“Darling.” Zhan Yan Chen stepped out of the car.
Bai Lin glanced at Zhan Yan Chen, a flicker of admiration in her eyes. In all of Jing City, it would be hard to find another man as handsome and charismatic as him.
He called Yan Qing “darling”?
Noticing the ring on Yan Qing’s finger, Bai Lin narrowed her eyes slightly. “Sir, you probably don’t know this, but over the past few years, every man who has dated or been set up with Yan Qing has met a terrible end. Since nothing’s happened to you yet, you should divorce her as soon as possible.”
Hearing the word “divorce,” a fierce glint flashed in Zhan Yan Chen’s eyes.
Realizing the young master was about to reveal his true nature, Zhan Jiu promptly cleared his throat with tactful timing.
Zhan Yan Chen suppressed his ferocity and took Yan Qing’s stiff hand. “Darling, who are they?”
Xia Jin glanced at Zhan Yan Chen, noticing his unbranded clothes, and sneered, “You poor, pathetic loser aren’t worthy of knowing who we are!”
“Who do you think you are, daring to mock my husband!” Yan Qing’s expression turned icy as she stepped protectively in front of Zhan Yan Chen, her tone sharp and commanding. “Apologize! Apologize to my husband!”
A faint smile touched Zhan Yan Chen’s lips. Being defended by his wife felt wonderful!
Xia Jin scoffed coldly, “In your dreams!”
Slap—slap—
Yan Qing, ruthless and sparing no words, raised her hand and delivered two resounding slaps that left Xia Jin stunned on the spot.
“Yan Qing, how dare you hit me!” Enraged, Xia Jin charged forward, only for Zhan Yan Chen to lift him and execute a flawless shoulder throw.
“Ah—” Xia Jin crashed heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust as he howled in pain.
“Insult my wife, and you’re asking for death!”
Yan Qing walked over to Zhan Yan Chen’s side and said coldly, “Xia Jin, the debt of gratitude I owed you is already repaid. Don’t show your face in front of me again, or I’ll beat you every time I see you.”
Rubbing his aching back, Xia Jin roared, “I saved your life! Do you think 500,000 and a few collaborations can repay that?”
Zhan Yan Chen looked at Xia Jin as if he were an insect, his tone gentle. “Darling, this trash doesn’t seem like the kind of good person who would save you.”
Zhan Jiu, standing among the onlookers, chimed in promptly, “You claim you saved Miss Yan. Do you have any proof?”
Yan Qing turned to Xia Jin. “Xia Jin, which arm was injured five years ago?”
“The right arm.”
Yan Qing sneered, “During that fire, I was only unconscious. I wasn’t injured at all.”
Xia Jin stared in disbelief. How was that possible? Yan Qing’s right arm had clearly been bandaged back then…
Noticing his stunned expression, Yan Qing furrowed her brows. If Xia Jin hadn’t saved her back then, who had?
Suppressing her doubts, Yan Qing said, “Xia Jin, the Xia family climbed to where they are today by relying on our Yan family. You rose by clinging to us, and you’ll fall just as easily.”
Xia Jin and Bai Lin left in disgrace, covered in dust.
The moment the employees rushed out upon hearing the commotion, they were nearly blinded by the dazzling reflection of a ring.
Employee 1 exclaimed in shock, “Boss Yan, why are you wearing a Zhan Corporation diamond ring? And on your ring finger, no less?”
Employee 2 gasped in delight, “Boss Yan, someone finally dared to propose to you?”
Yan Qing covered the sparkling ring, her smile awkward.
Employee 3 asked curiously, “Boss Yan, who’s the lucky one? We want to see what kind of demon managed to win you over!”
Zhan Yan Chen approached, took Yan Qing’s hand, and nodded lightly. “Hello, I’m your Boss Yan’s husband, Zhan Yan Chen. I look forward to working with you all.”
Worried the employees would pry further, Yan Qing hurriedly said to Zhan Yan Chen, “You should head back to school first.”
“Darling, I’ll come to see you whenever I have time.” As Zhan Yan Chen turned to leave, he glanced at Zhan Jiu, who gave a subtle nod and went to handle the matter with Xia Jin.
The Rolls-Royce sped off, leaving only dust in its wake.
Yan Qing stared in astonishment at the car’s emblem. Her little puppy had a car? A Rolls-Royce? And a top-tier one at that?
The employees finally processed the situation. “Holy crap! Boss Yan actually preyed on a student?!”
Snapping back to reality, Yan Qing’s legs trembled weakly. As if he’s just a student!
Employee 5 remarked, “That’s our decisive Boss Yan for you—married after just one night apart!”
Employee 6 sighed, “Boss Yan’s husband is so handsome, words fail me!”
“……”
Zhan Yunduan anxiously waited in the office for Yan Qing to arrive for work. Before long, he received a call from his uncle.
“Uncle?”
“Don’t tell your aunt about my identity for now.”
Zhan Yunduan leaned back in his chair, stunned. Had his devilish uncle gotten together with Sister Qing?
A few minutes later, after hanging up, Zhan Yunduan devised a plan and headed to Yan Qing’s office. He rushed to her side, his face full of curiosity. “Sister Qing, the whole company is buzzing that you’re married? Who did you marry?”
Yan Qing crossed her arms and looked at Zhan Yunduan with a knowing smile. “Zhan Yunduan, Zhan Yan Chen shares your surname, can afford Zhan Corporation’s top-tier diamond ring, and drives a top-of-the-line Rolls-Royce. Don’t tell me he’s from your Zhan family.”