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"How did you know the location? Could it be that you..."
"Stop."
Before An Nuan could finish her sentence, Ye Yunfeng shot her a sharp glare.
An Nuan quickly shut her mouth, also feeling that her thoughts were a bit outlandish.
She hadn't been separated from this man for long; no matter how fast he was, he couldn't have investigated her family's habits, could he?
Pushing down this absurd thought, An Nuan shyly turned her face away, a faint blush on her cheeks.
"Come over and sign."
An Nuan didn't react for a while. Ye Yunfeng wasn't in a hurry to speak either, waiting until the agreement was ready before calling An Nuan.
An Nuan awkwardly pouted as she walked over to look at the agreement, picking up the pen with lingering hesitation.
Was she really selling herself just like this?
How was she supposed to live her life from now on?
Innumerable questions swirled in her mind, but in the end, she resignedly signed.
She had no room to bargain now. Writing her full name, An Nuan put down the pen and took a deep breath.
Ye Yunfeng nodded in satisfaction, then signed three characters in a flowing, calligraphic style before handing the agreement to the staff. After they took photos, they soon received their little red book.
Coming out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, An Nuan was still a bit bewildered.
Looking at the red book in her hand, then at the photo on it, she actually managed to smile. She truly admired her own acting skills; she hadn't disgraced her profession as an actress.
As for Ye Yunfeng, he had a stern, very serious expression, as if *she*, Lu An Nuan, was the one forcing the marriage.
"Why are you standing there gaping? Aren't you going to see our mom?"
"Our mom?"
An Nuan looked at him in alarm.
"Which mom?"
Her mind wasn't working. She couldn't quite process it.
Mom?
Could this man be talking about *her* mom...?
"Who else? The one at the casino, of course."
"This..."
An Nuan opened her mouth, her lips trembling, unable to speak. She couldn't help but think: This man is way too familiar. Whose mom is he talking about? That's clearly *her*, Lu An Nuan's, mother.
"Going or not?"
Buzz—
Ye Yunfeng asked coldly, a hint of impatience in his eyes. An Nuan couldn't understand why the man, who had seemed quite polite just a moment ago, had suddenly changed his expression. Was this the difference between a man before and after marriage?
Just as her mind started to wander, her phone rang at an inopportune moment.
She picked up the call and only then remembered that she had forgotten about Shuoshuo.
"An Nuan, where did you run off to? I can't find you anywhere on set. Is that Jin Jingfan bullying you again? Tell me, I'll tear her face off!"
"No, Shuoshuo, something happened with my mom. I'll explain after it's resolved."
"It's really not Jin Jingfan?"
Lan Shuoshuo still didn't believe her, asking with suspicion.
Now that An Nuan was shelved by the company, Jin Jingfan could bully people as she pleased; it was clearly a case of kicking someone when they're down.
But that's just how the entertainment industry works.
Don't expect anyone to lend you a hand when you're at your lowest; it's good enough if they don't bully you. It's understandable for Jin Jingfan to do this to show her loyalty.
"Nuan Nuan, if anything happens, tell me. I don't believe that Ye Meiqi can control everything with one hand. If worst comes to worst, we'll just 'take care of' the major shareholder!"
Lan Shuoshuo's bold declaration, her sharp voice echoing from the phone's earpiece, startled An Nuan, who hastily hung up. Subconsciously, she glanced at the man beside her, who had just been 'promoted' to her husband, a hint of embarrassment on her face.
"Uh..."
"You want to 'take care of' Xinghui's major shareholder?"
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