Yu Sheng didn’t know how to explain it to her and slowly took out the marriage certificate from her bag. “Yan Yan, I’m pregnant now, so you can’t hit me~”
When Duan Jin Yan saw the bright red marriage certificate, she truly wished she could whip out her 42-meter-long broadsword and kill Yu Sheng.
Fuming with anger, she abruptly snatched the marriage certificate from Yu Sheng’s hand.
“Hmph!”
“You’re just too young and easily fooled!”
“Being pregnant doesn’t mean you have to get married. Besides, do you even know what kind of person he is? What if he’s a murderer, arsonist, gambler, and abuser? What will you do then?”
As she spoke, she opened the marriage certificate. “Let me see who this man is. I promise I absolutely won’t beat him to death.”
The next second, she abruptly closed the marriage certificate again. She must have seen wrong in that photo just now!
She must have!
She looked at Yu Sheng with disbelief, her eyes seeking confirmation. Then, with trepidation and some fear, she opened the marriage certificate again.
When she finally clearly saw the man’s appearance in the photo, she let out a long exclamation.
“Holy— Damn! Shit!”
Wen Zhuqing!!! The heir to the Wen family, Rongcheng’s top wealthy clan, the legendary crown prince!!!
Even while clutching Yu Sheng’s marriage certificate, Duan Jin Yan still couldn’t quite believe it. She personally helped Yu Sheng pack her things and accompanied her downstairs.
Only when she saw the car window slowly roll down and the man’s exquisitely handsome yet cold face suddenly appear before her eyes did she dazedly realize that this wasn’t a dream!
The driver opened the trunk and placed Yu Sheng’s luggage inside.
Duan Jin Yan, acting particularly sycophantic, supported Yu Sheng and even helped open the car door, smiling as she greeted Wen Zhuqing.
“Mr… Mr. Wen, hello, I…Wen Zhuqing’s expression was cold, but his voice was exceptionally mellow and deep, not overly harsh.
“Thank you, Miss Duan, for seeing my Sheng Sheng downstairs. When there’s a chance, I’ll have Sheng Sheng invite you over as a guest.”
Duan Jin Yan: “!!!!!!”
The rumors said Wen Zhuqing was ruthless and eccentric.
But seeing him today, she realized!
Damn it.
Rumors can’t be trusted!
Duan Jin Yan watched as Wen Zhuqing’s car drove away, not snapping out of her daze until even the taillights were no longer visible.
She immediately took out her phone and frantically messaged Yu Sheng.
[Mrs. Wen, the time to flaunt your pregnancy and dominate has arrived!]
[Ahhhhhhh, go for it! Crush that bitch Yu Jiaojiao! Let her know our A’Sheng isn’t to be messed with!]
[Better yet, have Mr. Wen bring bodyguards to the Yu family and slap her silly! Beat her until she sees stars!!!]
Duan Jin Yan sent many messages.
After venting for quite a while, Yu Sheng finally replied.
[She doesn’t know that Mr. Wen and I have registered our marriage.]
Duan Jin Yan: “…???!!!”
Damn!
All my excitement just now was for nothing.
After taking Yu Sheng to a private restaurant for dinner and returning home, the sky had already darkened.
Having been busy all day, he took out the miscarriage prevention medicine prescribed by the doctor and carefully examined the medical reports, afraid there might be any mistakes.
He also sent all the examination reports to the Wen family’s private doctor for review, along with the medicine.
“Don’t worry, these medicines are fine. She’s newly pregnant and still somewhat unstable. Oh, and remember, no sexual intercourse!”
Before the voice on the other end could finish, Wen Zhuqing swiftly hung up the phone.
Meeting the girl’s large, round eyes, he couldn’t help but recall that night—how she had cried until her eyes were red from his relentless teasing.
Those moist, deer-like eyes truly stirred a blazing fire within him.
After freshening up in the guest bathroom, Yu Sheng, dressed in a two-piece pajama set, cautiously peeked out her small head.
Only to be caught red-handed by Wen Zhuqing.
“Come take your medicine.”
Oh~
Yu Sheng obediently swallowed the medicine and, spotting the red booklet on the pillow, felt a faint tremor in her heart.
Come to think of it.
Today could be considered her wedding night after officially registering their marriage.
Lost in thought, she didn’t notice Wen Zhuqing approaching her side until he produced the property deed, car keys, and bank card.
His words were as concise as ever.
“Black and white in the contract—what I promised you!”
Truly worthy of being the Wen family heir, he kept his word.
Although property prices in Nan City couldn’t compare to the capital or Shanghai, for her, they were still astronomical.
This—when the Wen family made a move, you knew they meant business!
Yu Sheng’s voice trembled slightly, stumbling over her words, “A-all of this… is f-for me?”
She pointed hesitantly at the items before her.
Wah~
How could she possibly deserve this? Those drama tropes where the mother gains status through her child—she never imagined she’d experience it herself.
Back when she browsed Vibrato, she’d often come across those hypotheticals: “If your husband gave you 50,000, 100,000, 200,000, or even 500,000 monthly but never came home, what would you do…”
Now.
She really wanted to post on Vibrato—damn, this was literally dreams coming true!
What could she do? Take the money and regularly check if he’s doing well every month!
In her excitement.
Yu Sheng started rambling nonsense again.
“Mr. Wen, don’t worry! I’ll make sure to attend all prenatal check-ups and take good care of the pregnancy. I’ll follow your every word without question! Even though we’re legally married, I definitely won’t stop you from finding your true love!”
Wen Zhuqing: “…”
So the nine-year age gap really meant they had nothing in common?
Sitting nearby, Wen Zhuqing collected himself.
After all the day’s events, he was genuinely tired.
Much of his work had been handled through messages to his assistant.
Loosening his tie casually, the weariness hidden in his eyes nearly surfaced. “Seeking true love after marriage registration constitutes either adultery or bigamy—both illegal and immoral!”
He suddenly stood up.
Reaching out to ruffle Yu Sheng’s still-damp hair, he said gently,
“Mrs. Wen, please don’t tempt your husband to dance on the edge of criminal behavior!”
Yu Sheng blushed crimson from the “scolding.”
Fidgeting nervously with her fingers—how embarrassing!
Being alone with a strange man like this felt… dangerous yet somewhat intimate.
Wen Zhuqing familiarly located the hairdryer and stood before the dressing table, glancing sideways.
The previously dazed Yu Sheng immediately trotted over obediently in her bunny slippers.
The legendary, domineering CEO who could ruin companies with a snap of his fingers…
Actually.
Didn’t seem that terrifying after all.
Meanwhile, Yu Tianhai and his wife searched the hospital and home for Yu Sheng in vain. Only when they thought to check her school did they learn someone had already completed her procedures—she would no longer be boarding there.
Yu Tianhai’s secretary sent over a copied surveillance footage.
In the video, the driver helped Yu Sheng put the luggage into the car, and Duan Jin Yan came downstairs to see her off.
[“It’s this man who took her away!”]
Yu Jiaojiao, supporting her frail and sickly body, took a quick glance and let out a gasp of surprise.
The thick Green Tea Language was almost overflowing.
“This… it can’t be, my sister wouldn’t…”