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Mother.
His reminder brought to mind her mother's current predicament.
Given the methods of those people, it was hard to say if her mother was truly...
Her thoughts instantly spiraled into chaos.
She couldn't afford to lose her only family.
“I agree.”
In her haste, the words spilled out. A triumphant smile tugged at the corner of Ye Yunfeng's mouth; her answer was already within his expectations.
This woman intrigued him.
At least for now.
And marrying her didn’t evoke any aversion in him.
“Decisive.”
Ye Yunfeng placed a gentle kiss on her brow, devoid of any lust, yet it felt tender and ambiguous.
“Nuannuan, you’ll soon realize this was a very clever choice.”
The kiss seared itself into An Nuan's heart like a brand.
She knew she might be digging her own grave. Being with a man like this was akin to playing with fire and getting burned.
In this world, it wasn’t uncommon for people to sleep with their bosses for career advancement or to be kept, but the man before her was not someone she could afford to provoke. Escaping unscathed would be difficult.
Ten minutes later, at the marriage registration office not far from the film set, An Nuan stood before the unassuming building, her steps faltering.
Was she really going to sell herself like this?
Ye Yunfeng... she knew nothing about him except his name. To marry him just like that... what would her future life be like?
“Having second thoughts?” he asked, a hint of provocation in his tone.
“Not at all,” she retorted instinctively.
As if spurred by his words, she strode inside, moving much faster than Ye Yunfeng.
He watched her retreating figure, a faint smile appearing on his face. This little woman was truly easy to provoke. He had merely asked a casual question. Although he had prepared for various outcomes if she decided to back out, he hadn't anticipated her immediate defensiveness.
Following An Nuan into the office, Ye Yunfeng observed her standing there, looking somewhat bewildered.
“ID card?” he prompted.
“Here,” she replied grumpily, pulling out her ID card. He took it from her and handed it to the staff member, who couldn't help but glance between them before asking, “Divorce or marriage?”
Ye Yunfeng's expression darkened. “It's my first marriage.”
The staff member touched their nose, a wave of awkwardness washing over their face.
But after glancing at An Nuan beside him, they couldn't help but ask one more question, “Are you ready for marriage? Marriage is a significant life event; don't compromise yourself.”
An Nuan felt a pang of grievance inside.
She understood all the reasons, but right now she was a walking hostage. She appeared to have personal freedom, but in reality, she was not her own master.
If she had a choice, she would absolutely not take responsibility for this cunning man.
Look at those eyes of his – beneath their depth lay absolute cunning calculation.
Otherwise, why would he so shamelessly tie her down to marry him? It wasn't as if he couldn't find other women.
“Have you thought it through?”
The staff member couldn't help but ask again. Ye Yunfeng wasn't in a hurry. He leaned casually against the side, his gaze merely sweeping over An Nuan. And An Nuan, lacking any backbone, said, “Yes!”
“Good girl.”
Ye Yunfeng raised his hand and affectionately ruffled the top of An Nuan's head. At the same time, he picked up his phone and dialed a number. Once the call was answered, he suddenly reverted to his usual sternness and said, “Take a few people and go to the underground casino in the west of the city.”
“Understood.”
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