"...Five million, I will reluctantly agree to have a fake marriage with you!" After Ling Shuran said a number, she raised her head arrogantly, as if she had decided on Pei Yanche.
She had calculated in her mind that the money would be enough to build a girls' school in the countryside in advance. If he didn't agree, she wouldn't lose anything. She could just find another way to raise money.
Pei Yanche heard the price quoted by Ling Shuran, looked at the strange expression on her face, and immediately smiled: "Okay."
Hearing this, Ling Shuran also laughed: "Yeah! It's so refreshing!"
As the car drove away, the Pei family also dispersed.
There was only one person standing in the corner, his eyes deep and motionless...
This person is none other than Mrs. Pei's adopted granddaughter: Song Yanzhen.
She is also the only sister who is not related by blood among the three Pei brothers.
"Ache..."
Looking at Pei Yanche's leaving figure, she gritted her teeth, a flash of hatred flashing in her eyes.
She was unwilling to accept it. Why was the woman with her third brother someone else and not her?
She should be the one who is most worthy of him and standing by his side!
...
Civil Affairs Bureau, Marriage Registration Office.
The staff's hands were operating on the computer, and soon they handed a piece of paper to Ling Shuran and Pei Yanche.
"Please fill out the form, both of you."
"..."
Looking at this form, Ling Shuran's eyebrows wrinkled.
"Miss, please fill it out as soon as possible." The staff looked at Ling Shuran's troubled face and thought she was unprepared, so they repeated it again.
Ling Shuran was interrupted from her thoughts. In desperation, she could only take the pen and fill it out as the staff said.
After filling out the form, she handed the stuff to the staff.
The staff member reached out to take it, but she held the paper tightly and refused to let go.
She looked at the eldest and second child of the Pei family who were sitting behind and waiting, then leaned into Pei Yanche's ear and whispered: "Pei Yanche, are you sure we can get divorced tomorrow?"
"Yes. We will go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to handle the divorce procedures tomorrow morning." Pei Yanche glanced at her and spoke slowly in her ear.
Originally, he only dealt with grandma for a long time. After tonight, he naturally did not want to be a married man.
"That's good."
Ling Shuran nodded and finally let go of his hand.
The staff was then able to take back the form.
A minute later, two small red notebooks appeared in front of them.
Ling Shuran lowered her head and looked at the photo on her marriage certificate with the stranger: Pei Yanche, and couldn't help but feel filled with emotion.
She, a rich young lady, suddenly became a married woman...
Pei Yanche looked at the red notebook in his hand with no expression on his face.
After coming out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, both of them had their own agendas.
Sitting in the car, Pei Yanche saw the helplessness looming in Ling Shuran's eyes, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He was looking forward to how this woman would perform at tonight's banquet.
Turning his head to look ahead, he started the car and drove to the Pei family's old house...
Ling Shuran stared at the car window, feeling depressed.
Just for five million, you "sold" yourself?
I can think of those girls in rural mountainous areas who dropped out of school because their families favored sons over daughters, so they could only go out to work to make money or get married early.
Thinking of these, her heart felt stinging again.
The car soon returned to the door of the Pei family's old house. As soon as the two got off the car, they saw the housekeeper walking over and saluting the two of them respectfully.
"The master and his wife asked me to ask the young master if he wants to stay in the old house?"
"No, we'll leave after the dinner is over," Pei Yanche said.
"Yes, Master."
After the housekeeper turned and left, the two of them walked into the living room and saw Father and Mother Pei already waiting at the dining table.
Father Pei and Mother Pei, who had just returned from the company, were overjoyed to see their precious son finally bringing his daughter-in-law home. He quickly pulled Ling Shuran and asked questions until Ling Shuran felt that her waist was about to break. She returned to her seat to rest.
She said hello to the two elders, then quietly sat aside and waited for Pei Yanche's instructions.
"Do you have a dress?" Pei Yanche suddenly whispered.
"Ah?" Ling Shuran was stunned for a moment, then realized it and nodded, "Yes, yes, it's in the suitcase!"
With that said, she got up and ran upstairs.
Pei Yanche raised his eyebrows slightly, but he was quite satisfied with her reaction, so he didn't interfere much and sat down to talk with his father about the company's recent performance.
By the time Ling Shuran changed into her dress, Pei Yanche had already ended the conversation.
He went upstairs to see why the man who had changed his dress had not come out yet.
But as soon as he stretched out his hand and was about to knock on the door, the door was opened.
When he saw the person walking out of the room, he couldn't help but be stunned.
An ancient costume.
The red gauze is light, the skirt is fluttering, and reaches the ankle. The chest is embroidered with exquisite and beautiful patterns, and is also studded with diamonds. There is a lace of the same color around the waist.
Her black hair was tied back with a red jade hairpin, revealing her delicate collarbones, coupled with her fair and flawless skin...
It's simply stunningly beautiful.
"Is this...evening dress?" He didn't know what to say, so he could only ask his doubts.
Seeing Pei Yanche staring at her clothes, Ling Shuran thought that he disliked this ancient costume, so she immediately began to explain: "Yes, this is an evening dress. I made it myself by referring to the banquet costumes of ancient palace women. It is unique. Baby! It’s perfect for a party.”
In fact, she planned to wear it when traveling abroad. Her original intention was to bring domestic style elements abroad, and now it comes in handy in advance.
Pei Yanche felt inexplicably happy when he saw Ling Shuran's serious look on his face, but he remained silent on the surface and just nodded lightly.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Ling Shuran happily picked up the red veil that matched the ancient clothes and slowly put it on.
All this fell into Pei Yanche's eyes. His eyes gradually darkened and his Adam's apple slid a few times.
"You don't mind if I put on the 'ancient version of the mask'?" Ling Shuran asked, blinking her big eyes, "I don't want others to see me like that."
Wearing a red ancient costume, she looked like a hibiscus. She looked very luxurious, like a classical fairy coming out of a painting, which actually made him feel a little distracted.
Then, he immediately came back to his senses and said calmly, "Okay, this is your freedom."
Hearing this, Ling Shuran took his arm with a smile: "In that case, I will definitely help you perform this scene well."
Pei Yanche nodded and responded.
The two of them went downstairs. When Pei's father, Pei's mother and relatives saw Ling Shuran's makeup, they were also amazed and talked about it for a long time before they stopped.
"Come and greet the guests."
Later, as Mother Pei spoke, she led the two of them to the guests and introduced their identities to each other.
Ling Shuran and Pei Yanche looked at each other and nodded in agreement.
