When Qin Zhao and Nan Yue walked out of the bar hand in hand, Shen Yixuan suddenly opened her eyes and said to Pei Fanzhi: "I'm so jealous of her."
Pei Fanzhi consoled her: "Miss Shen, you're so outstanding, you'll also find a very good girlfriend in the future."
Shen Yixuan neither agreed nor disagreed, "Let's go back too."
"Miss Shen, aren't you drunk?" Pei Fanzhi said in surprise, "Just now you were still drunk and saying some abusive words."
Shen Yixuan stood up and said plainly: "If you listen carefully, you'll know I was scolding Qin Zhao."
Pei Fanzhi: ?!
Qin Zhao found the nearest decent hotel and checked in with Nan Yue.
After entering the room, Nan Yue took a shower first.
When Qin Zhao came out of the bathroom after blow-drying her hair, she saw Nan Yue lying on the bed playing a mobile game.
Qin Zhao hooked her lips and naturally walked over to lie on top of Nan Yue, kissing her cheek.
Nan Yue put down her phone and turned to share an awkward deep kiss with her.
After the kiss, Qin Zhao noticed Nan Yue's body trembling slightly. She laughed and asked: "Nervous?"
Nan Yue nodded, "A little."
"Don't worry, I'll be gentle with you."
Nan Yue's face turned red. "Okay."
Then she heard a slap!
A numb, tingling pain suddenly came from her right butt cheek!
Nan Yue: "..."
Is this what she calls being gentle?
Qin Zhao turned off the ceiling light, leaving only one bedside lamp on.
In the dim room, the intertwining shadows on the wall undulated with the alternating gentle and hurried breathing, unfolding a scroll of spring beauty.
...
The next morning when Qin Zhao woke up, Nan Yue had left.
On the bedside table was a Black Forest cake and a cup of steaming coffee.
Qin Zhao rolled over and stared at the steaming coffee for a while.
She suddenly asked: "System, did you record it?"
502: "I recorded it. But I don't understand why host did this?"
Qin Zhao said: "Nan Yue is going to marry someone else soon. Last night might be the last time between us. How could I not keep a memento?"
"Host, you sound like a pervert!"
Although 502 criticized Qin Zhao, it vaguely knew that she was up to something. Having followed her for so long, it still understood her a bit.
Qin Zhao chuckled softly, "Little Uniform who hasn't seen the world, there are even more perverted things to come."
She had the system send the video to her computer, then got dressed, took the breakfast Nan Yue bought for her, and checked out to go home.
After getting home, she first took a shower and changed her clothes, tidying herself up neatly. Then she went to rent a car.
...
After Nan Yue returned home and changed her clothes, she was about to go to work when she received a call from Li Shuyun to go with Xu Yiyang to try on wedding dresses they would use.
Theirs was a political marriage. The condition given by the Shengde Group was to inject 5 billion capital into the Nan Group after their marriage.
Although 5 billion seemed like a lot, it was far from enough to save the group from its crisis.
With such conditions, Nan Chenghui would certainly not agree to marry his daughter to Xu Yiyang.
Nan Yue guessed there must be another reason, but had no clue what it could be.
She agreed to go with Xu Yiyang to the high-end custom tailor, also intending to try sounding him out.
When she arrived at the shop entrance, Xu Yiyang was already waiting in the VIP area inside.
Nan Yue noticed his complexion didn't seem too good.
But she didn't pay it any mind. After all, she didn't care how Xu Yiyang felt.
Hearing footsteps, Xu Yiyang looked towards the gracefully approaching Nan Yue.
He tried hard to suppress his displeasure, and greeted Nan Yue with a smile: "You're here."
The shop owner enthusiastically served Nan Yue tea and snacks, and said to them: "Sorry for the wait, esteemed guests.
When our designer Danny heard you were coming, he cancelled his work on hand.
He's flying over from Luocheng and will arrive in about an hour."
Xu Yiyang said: "It's our fault for not booking an appointment, causing trouble for you. We should apologize."
"Mr. Xu, you're too kind."
After the owner left, Nan Yue said to Xu Yiyang: "Since the designer isn't here yet, why don't we find a place to chat?"
Xu Yiyang's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly. He was unwilling, but still nodded in agreement.
"I saw a fast food restaurant nearby when I came. My stomach's a little hungry, so let's go there. It can solve our lunch too." Nan Yue said.
"Alright, as you say."
As the two walked out together, they could hear the staff gossiping softly behind them.
"See that, the two who just left. They're the high profile arranged marriage that was in the news before. Those main characters!!"
"The man's handsome and the woman's gorgeous. A perfect match. How much good karma must they have accumulated in their past life to come across such a great marriage affinity?!"
"Unlike an ordinary woman like me who just randomly married someone, living a dog's life forever."
"Stop talking about it, just thinking about it suffocates me!"
...
Hearing their words, Xu Yiyang turned and asked Nan Yue: "Do you think what they said is right?"
Nan Yue said: "Those who haven't experienced it have no right to discuss. What they say isn't important, is it?"
"Indeed not important, because you don't care at all, do you?"
Xu Yiyang stopped, gripping Nan Yue's arm.
Nan Yue looked at him indifferently. "We have no emotional foundation to begin with. Why ask such questions and embarrass yourself?"
Xu Yiyang's voice went up an octave. "I'm embarrassed, but you aren't?!"
"No matter whether we love each other, we're engaged. We have to be prepared to spend our lives together. This is being responsible to each other!"
Nan Yue scoffed with laughter. "Xu Yiyang, you're like an antique. Saying these things, don't you find it funny yourself?
Ordinary couples who don't get along can divorce.
But for our kind of political marriage, you actually expect to spend our whole lives together.
I want to ask you, which feudal dynasty did you time travel here from?"
"We're not even married yet and you're already thinking of divorce. Nan Yue, you've got some nerve. I'm starting to doubt if I ever knew you.
Your recent words and deeds keep refreshing my understanding of you!"
Xu Yiyang's expression became somewhat twisted from anger.
Nan Yue deliberately ignored his anger and said: "Xu Yiyang, I'm reminding you, in this marriage, whoever falls in love loses.
If you don't want an embarrassing end, you'd better rein in your so-called deep feelings now."
"So you knew all along that I like you?!" Xu Yiyang said somewhat discouraged. "But you've ignored it from beginning to end.
It was like that when you liked Ye Chenxi before, and even more so after that woman appeared.
Nan Yue, when will it finally be my turn?"
"The obvious answer, if hearing it from my mouth can make you see clearly, I don't mind telling you the truth.
I..."
"Stop!"
Xu Yiyang interrupted what Nan Yue was about to say.
He said agitatedly: "Nan Yue, you're already my fiancée. No matter who you liked before, you'll be with me in the future.
I don't mind if you like me or not.
Just having you by my side is enough."
Nan Yue shook her head helplessly. "Xu Yiyang, I originally wanted to discuss future arrangements amicably with you, but your attitude makes me unable to say anything more.
But one thing is certain. If you want me to do what I don't want to, you might as well die of that idea early.
Marriage cannot restrain me."
"Is that so?"
Xu Yiyang smirked, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. "When I proposed to your father, he was just as unyielding as you at first. But in the end he obediently married you to me.
Nan Yue, do you dare say you're tougher than Chairman Nan?"
Nan Yue immediately grasped his implication. "You mean you threatened my father?!"
