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"Don't just stand there, come in."
"Ah! Oh." Zhao Wantong was lost in thought, completely unaware that the car had already arrived at its destination. When she got out, she found herself in front of an opulent mansion, and she was instantly frozen in place.
The lavish atmosphere had clearly struck a blow to her self-esteem as a refugee from the slums!
Editor-in-Chief, just how wealthy is your family?!
The grand entrance of the mansion swung open, revealing a line of exaggerated maids that seemed to exist only in novels!
Zhao Wantong was so astonished that her jaw nearly dropped. The old butler, dressed in a black tailcoat, respectfully referred to He Yiting as Young Master.
What terrified her even more, robbing her of any courage to stand upright, was the revelation that the Editor-in-Chief's father was actually the real estate tycoon He Zheng! He was ranked seventh on the national wealth list!
"Um... Editor-in-Chief, no, Young Master He, should I still address you as The Eldest Young Master of the He Family?" Zhao Wantong stammered as she looked at the man who remained calm and composed.
"Call me Yiting."
"..." It would be easier to just end her life right there. Under his terrifying gaze, she forced herself to practice saying his name, "Yi... Yiting."
He nodded in satisfaction and then led her through the hall. The luxurious decor and art pieces dazzled her eyes once again. Where are my sunglasses?!
Finally arriving at the master bedroom of the mansion, He Yiting knocked on the door. A soft voice responded from inside, "Come in."
The red wooden door swung open, revealing a sprightly old man who welcomed their arrival with enthusiasm.
"Finally back, you little rascal!" He Zheng rapped his cane on the ground, his temper flaring at the sight of his wayward son.
"I'm back, aren't I?"
Zhao Wantong observed the stark contrast between the father and son—one radiating the warmth of a summer day, while the other exuded the chill of winter. She couldn't help but wonder if they were truly related by blood.
"I brought someone back with me. And let me tell you, don’t set me up with anyone else. I want no one but her!"
For reasons she couldn't quite understand, He Yiting's resolute tone moved Zhao Wantong deeply. Despite knowing he was putting on an act, she found herself touched by his sincerity, a warmth spreading across her cheeks.
He Zheng squinted as he scrutinized Zhao Wantong. With her bright eyes, delicate features, and graceful figure, she was certainly a beauty of moderate stature, but still far from being suitable as a daughter-in-law for the He family.
"On what grounds?"
"You haven't forgotten what happened three years ago, have you? I chose to give up inheriting the company because of her." His unwavering determination was once again impressive, yet the mention of "three years ago" left Zhao Wantong confused. What had happened three years ago? Had she met the Editor-in-Chief before?
"So it’s her?!" The initially displeased He Zheng's attitude took a complete 180-degree turn. Gratefully, he grasped Zhao Wantong's hand and sincerely said, "Alright! I won't oppose you two!" The more he looked at this potential daughter-in-law, the more he liked her. "When do you plan to get married?" He was particularly interested in this matter.
Married?! A thunderous shock hit Zhao Wantong, leaving her dizzy. Wasn't it a bit too soon to discuss this? Her face flushed as she gently tugged at He Yiting's sleeve. "Editor-in-Chief, do we really need to act this convincingly?" She was struggling to maintain her composure.
"It's not an act; it's serious." He Yiting turned to his father and said earnestly, "Dad, I've decided to marry her, even though she hasn't realized it yet." He had conveniently forgotten that she once saved him and promised to take him in.
"Hey, He Yiting, are you done playing around? This isn't what we agreed on from the start, is it? Marriage is a big deal; how could you deceive an elder? Where are you going to find a daughter-in-law for him in the future?" This was truly unfilial!
"I'm not afraid to say it; from the very beginning, I wanted to trick you into being my girlfriend. I absolutely must marry you."
"You tricked me? You actually used my guilt against me! You jerk!" A wave of intense anger surged through Zhao Wantong. She didn't even have time to analyze He Yiting's deceitful actions before she slapped him hard and turned to leave.
"Wait, let me explain." He Yiting grabbed her, not wanting her to walk away just like that.
At that moment, a graceful figure dashed into the room, embracing He Yiting tightly and planting a passionate kiss on his cheek. "Brother Yiting, I've missed you so much!"
"Ting Ting?" He Yiting looked at his younger sister, whom he hadn't seen in a long time, and a rare gentle smile appeared on his face.
"Hmph, why are you looking for me when you have a girlfriend? You're really pathetic!" Zhao Wantong was surprised by her own jealous words. But she was even more astonished by the girl in He Yiting's embrace; her stunning beauty was beyond what words could describe.
What was she still doing here as a third wheel? Did she really think He Yiting had genuine feelings for her? Frustrated, she left, leaving the He family members in shock.
"Sigh, why does such a successful man like me have such a useless son?" The father's sarcastic remark deeply struck his son, who was very successful in the publishing industry but unfortunately a novice in love.
"Uh-oh, does that mean the girl just now is my sister-in-law?" He Tingting stuck out her tongue, realizing she had messed up big time.
"Little sister, you've doomed me," He Yiting said dejectedly as he hung his head.
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