Her?
Drooling over him?
Taking the initiative to pounce on him?
Was he made of paper, to collapse at the slightest push?
A paper tiger—outwardly strong but inwardly weak!
Yin Huan scoffed lightly, “You’re dreaming! I would never take the initiative to pounce on you in this lifetime!”
Bo Xun smirked mischievously, “Don’t speak too soon.”
Bo Xun knew exactly how to infuriate her.
Don’t get angry.
Because that wretched man Bo Xun isn’t worth it.
Anger breeds wrinkles and crow’s feet.
Yin Huan closed her eyes and took a deep breath, patting her chest to soothe herself. “Regarding this issue, we’ll discuss it later. After marriage, I plan to work at our family company. Sharing a room is fine, but you can’t get me pregnant!”
Bo Xun met her serious gaze. “You’re a Young Mistress who’s been playing around before marriage, yet after marriage, you want to run off to work? What will people think of me? I, the esteemed young master of the Bo family, am I incapable of supporting you as my wife?”
“Does being your wife mean I can’t have a job? Do none of the women in your family work?” Yin Huan retorted.
Previously, she was the pampered Young Mistress, but decades from now, when her parents were gone, she needed to keep Yinli Group firmly in her own hands.
Relying on others is not as reliable as relying on oneself.
“Fine, if you want to work, then work. I won’t stop you.” Bo Xun didn’t believe Yin Huan would take a job seriously.
Since childhood, when had she ever endured the hardships of employment?
She couldn’t be scolded, criticized, or bear the slightest pain without tearing up. She was the epitome of sleeping late and rising late—only jewelry, evening gowns, handbags, shoes, and cosmetics could pique her interest.
Yin Huan met Bo Xun’s teasing gaze—this scoundrel was looking down on her again.
“Nothing else for now. I’ll add more if I think of anything.” Yin Huan picked up her phone. “Do you have any conditions?”
Bo Xun said, “Just don’t jilt me and make me lose face.”
Yin Huan turned off the recording before leisurely replying, “That suggestion sounds quite appealing, actually.”
But if she jilted him, it wouldn’t just be the Bo family’s reputation at stake—the Yin family’s dignity would suffer too.
She had always cared deeply about face since childhood and couldn’t possibly do such a thing.
“Let’s end today’s discussion here.”
“Is that all? Aren’t we going to talk about the betrothal gifts I’ve prepared for you?”
Betrothal gifts?
What nonsense!
She’d have to return them if they divorced later—she wanted no part of it.
“No need to give them.” Yin Huan picked up her delicate white handbag, smiling faintly. “Keep them for yourself.”
Yet the very next day, when Yin Huan came downstairs, she found her family’s hall filled with boxes of all kinds.
Bo Xun’s parents were there with him, chatting happily with her own parents.
Why hadn’t anyone told her???
Bo Xun rose and approached her, leaning down slightly to meet her eyes. “How are you so beautiful even just waking up, my dear fiancée~”
“I said I didn’t want them!” Yin Huan whispered.
Bo Xun’s display suggested not only was he giving her betrothal gifts, but he was giving them in abundance—antiques, jade artifacts, rare calligraphy and paintings, gold and silver jewelry, crystal and diamonds, even a heart-shaped gold piece engraved with “Xun & Huan.”
The whole scene made it seem as though they weren’t in an arranged marriage but were lovers deeply in love.
“You say you don’t want them, so I shouldn’t give them? What kind of scoundrel do you take me for?” Bo Xun took her small hand in his.
How dare he touch her?
But with both families present, watching them fondly, Yin Huan stopped struggling and let him hold her hand.
“Mom, Dad, Uncle, Auntie, please continue chatting. I’ll accompany Huanhuan for breakfast.”
“Go ahead, go ahead~”
“This child has been spoiled by us, please be patient with her in the future, in-laws!”
“Huanhuan is a good girl. It’s his good fortune that she’s willing to marry our Ah Xun! Girls should sleep in more anyway.”
Yin Huan listened to the elders’ conversation as Bo Xun led her into the dining room.
The moment they entered, she abruptly pulled her hand away.
“Bo Xun, be honest with me. Have you been planning this marriage for a long time?”
How come she only found out about it the day before yesterday!!!
“Just about a week,” Bo Xun sat down leisurely. “What’s wrong?”
Yin Huan felt completely kept in the dark.
Everyone knew except her.
“More time means better preparations. Aren’t you happy about receiving the betrothal gifts?” Bo Xun peeled an egg. “Or you can give them to me instead, and I’ll be Huanhuan’s son-in-law who lives with his wife’s family!”
“Fine. But you… you don’t look very valuable. Five dollars and twenty cents, that’s my final offer.”
Five dollars and twenty cents?
He wouldn’t even bend down to pick that up if it fell on the ground!
Bo Xun nearly crushed the egg in his hand but managed to control himself and placed it in the small bowl before her.
“Are you doing this on purpose? You know perfectly well I don’t like boiled eggs!” Yin Huan shot him a glare.
What should she do!
They’re already having conflicts before getting married. Won’t their married life be full of troubles?
Yin Huan frowned worriedly. “Let’s live separately after marriage~”
“Live separately? You’re dreaming! I’m perfectly healthy, and I’m not marrying a wife just to have her as decoration. Even if you can’t stand me, you’ll have to look at me! I’ll be right in front of you every day! Until you fall in love with me!” Bo Xun had always known about her spoiled Young Mistress temperament and how difficult she was to please. But now, she didn’t even want to give him the chance to try.
She had no awareness at all!
Yin Huan wiped her mouth angrily. “You’re dreaming! I’ll never fall in love with you!”
He had already had that dream!
He didn’t even know how their relationship had become like this.
Just a few years ago, they were close childhood friends, and Yin Huan would always come to him for everything.
When Yin Huan was in her first year of high school and he was in his third year, that’s when their relationship began to change.
Adolescent girls were completely beyond his understanding.
She would get angry for no reason and roll her eyes whenever she saw him!
They returned to the main hall, where his parents enthusiastically pulled her aside and asked her to sign some contracts.
Yin Huan looked – shares in one of the Bo Group’s companies.
30%!
That much for her!
The Bo family owned numerous companies, and this was just one of them, but it was still an enormous amount!
Not only that, but there were also shops, properties, overseas estates, farms, and land.
Yin Huan instinctively moved closer to Bo Xun beside her, even leaning close to his ear, her voice soft and gentle. “Isn’t this too much? I can’t accept it.”
Bo Xun felt his heart itch. “It’s not too much. Just take what’s given to you!”
“Bo Xun!”
Yin Huan felt uneasy inside. His parents had watched her grow up. Theirs was a powerful alliance between two strong families, and the marriage itself would bring tremendous benefits to both sides.
Yet they were still giving her so much…
“Sign it. Mom and Dad are waiting.” Bo Xun wrapped his arm around her waist and said to the elders, “She’s feeling shy!”
“These are just small tokens of our appreciation. It’s his good fortune that Huanhuan is willing to marry our stinky boy. Giving Huanhuan more betrothal gifts means you won’t abandon our stinky boy in the future!” Bo’s Mother said. “It’s truly his blessing to be able to marry you.”
“Bo Xun, you’d better treat Huanhuan well from now on. If you dare bully her, none of us will let you off! Did you hear me???” Bo’s Mother spoke with an imposing manner.
Bo Xun cast a sidelong glance at Yin Huan with his narrow, phoenix-like eyes and replied in a frivolous tone, “How many times have I said it? She’s the one who bullies me—how would I dare bully her! The Young Mistress would threaten divorce in a heartbeat. I finally managed to marry a wife—I can’t let her abandon me.”
Yin Huan: “…”
What nonsense is this man spouting?