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Two hours ago.
In Yan Beiting's apartment, he had no desire to get out of bed, turn on the television, or learn about Qiao Nuo and Jin Chengyan's marriage.
He could already envision the grand wedding that the Jin Family would throw for their one-of-a-kind heir, even though Jin Chengyan's heart belonged to Ruan Shengyu.
But how could a marriage be concluded with just a media announcement?
And what could he do now to make Qiao Nuo leave Jin Chengyan?
Should he tell Qiao Nuo that six years ago, as an honored graduate, he returned to his alma mater to give a speech? Afterward, while wandering around the campus, he stumbled upon Qiao Nuo's class in the gymnasium.
That Qiao Nuo, dressed in a sports T-shirt and shorts, stood out so vividly on the volleyball team that she instantly captured his attention.
Unconsciously, he watched the entire match from the second-floor viewing platform. Of course, Qiao Nuo's team won. She laughed brightly among her teammates, and in that lazy afternoon, Yan Beiting felt as if the whole world had been illuminated.
He heard her classmates call her—Qiao Nuo.
Thus, he remembered this name.
And he had remembered it for six long years.
Suddenly, his phone rang unexpectedly, persistently disrupting Yan Beiting's attempts to continue sleeping. He picked it up to see it was his assistant Ye Yun calling.
He had clearly told her not to disturb him today, yet here she was.
Just as he was about to hang up, Yan Beiting hesitated with his finger hovering over the disconnect button. Perhaps there was something important.
"Third Young Master, I was just chatting with a media friend of mine. He mentioned he has a major scandal involving Jin Shao and said it relates to the press conference they are holding today. I thought you should know. The information has already been sent to your email."
Yan Beiting, who was still in bed, immediately got up upon hearing Ye Yun's words. He walked to the study and opened his computer, where he found an email from Ye Yun.
As he clicked it open, Yan Beiting's brows furrowed slightly.
If this information were to be leaked, Jin Chengyan would undoubtedly find himself in a heap of trouble, and many people would be involved, including Yan Beiting himself.
"Do you know who sent it?" Yan Beiting asked as he browsed through the contents, his mind drifting elsewhere.
"Well... they have their professional ethics and didn’t disclose that to me. However, in my opinion, it should be one of Jin Shao's competitors trying to set him up," Ye Yun replied.
Yan Beiting fell into a long silence.
"Third Young Master, are you still there? I've got the information now. Should we destroy it as soon as possible, or...?" Ye Yun knew that even after all these years, despite Yan Beiting being abroad, Jin Chengyan had never ceased their subtle rivalry.
They both had their victories and defeats, but most of the time, it was their Yan San Shao who lost.
Ye Yun understood that Yan Beiting didn’t want to confront Jin Chengyan directly, so he was willing to take the losses.
However, Ye Yun was holding back his frustration. Why should Jin Chengyan treat their Third Young
"Then we need to prioritize our cooperation with the Ji Family in C City. Jin has been in contact regarding this project, if..."
"Don't concern yourself with other matters. We won't be cooperating with the Ji Family, understood?" Yan Beiting said as he picked out a blue striped shirt and a black suit.
"Third Young Master!" This was a golden opportunity, and Ye Yun certainly didn't want to let it slip away. But unexpectedly, Yan Beiting was doing nothing!
Before hanging up the phone, Yan Beiting warned, "Don't do anything behind my back that I wouldn't approve of; the consequences will be serious."
With that, he hung up and quickly finished getting dressed.
On the other end of the line, Ye Yun was puzzled. Their Third Young Master was not someone to be easily bullied; why couldn't he hold his head high in front of Jin Chengyan?
Moreover, the Yan Family was not inferior to the Jin Family, so why did they always seem to be at a disadvantage? Couldn't they stand firm and surpass the Jin Family for once?
Meanwhile, Yan Beiting finished dressing, grabbed his car keys, and prepared to leave.
While waiting for the elevator, he felt that something was off.
Who sold that information to the reporters?
Who wanted to strike a blow against Jin Chengyan?
And who benefited the most from that information being exposed?
All he could think about was that if that information got out, Qiao Nuo would undoubtedly suffer a lot.
*
"Young Master Jin, today you announced good news. Why are you the only one here? Where is your wife?" A reporter couldn't help but ask this question as he looked at Jin Chengyan standing alone on stage.
As soon as one reporter raised the question, the others quickly chimed in, all asking Jin Chengyan, "Where has your wife gone?"
Could it be that they were just trying to fool everyone?
Standing at the side of the stage, Alice and several of Jin's employees felt a bit anxious for their boss. Indeed, they had called so many media outlets over, yet only their boss was on stage!
It wouldn't be good to offend those media representatives.
However, Jin Chengyan stood on stage with a calm smile, seemingly unfazed by the absence of the female lead at the press conference.
He cleared his throat, adjusted the microphone, and began to speak. "Yes, I am here today to announce some happy news, but where is my wife?"
As soon as Jin Chengyan finished speaking, laughter erupted from the reporters below. Even the cameraman couldn't help but chuckle.
How was it that this usually serious CEO was taking a humorous approach today?
"Well..." Jin Chengyan continued, and nearly a hundred media representatives instantly fell silent, listening intently to every word he said, not wanting to miss anything. "The driver who went to pick up my wife just informed me that she is feeling unwell and may not be able to attend the press conference today. However, my marital status is a fact that cannot be changed. Here is our marriage certificate."
With that, Jin Chengyan held up two red marriage certificates in front of him. He even opened them up so that the high-resolution cameras could clearly capture the images of the two people inside.
Flashes went off continuously; this witness of Qin Cheng’s rise to power and wealth—an undeniable choice for countless women’s ideal prince—was now officially married. It was truly an exhilarating moment!
From this day forward, how many women would be heartbroken? Their dream prince had become someone else's beloved.
The sound of shutters clicking filled the air as Jin Chengyan generously displayed everything except for his identification numbers, which he covered with his hand. He seemed eager to announce to the world that he was now a married man.
"Jin Shao," another reporter asked on this joyous occasion, "Is it true that your wife is unwell because she might be pregnant? Are you two getting married because of an unexpected pregnancy?"
Jin Chengyan maintained a warm smile on his face as he tucked away the marriage certificate into the pocket of his suit jacket, close to his heart.
“You ask this question, and I really don’t want to answer,” Jin Chengyan said, a smile creeping into the corners of his eyes. “However, both my wife and I are conservative people, so…” there won’t be any shotgun wedding.
“Then, Jin Shao, could you introduce your wife? It would help put the hearts of all the female fans at ease.”
This was undoubtedly the primary concern for everyone—who was the socialite that had captured Jin Shao’s heart, marrying into a wealthy family and enjoying a life of luxury from then on?
Not only the media present but also the men and women glued to their screens at home were highly interested.
In the lounge, Ruan Shengyu tightly clutched her skirt, her knuckles turning white. Fortunately, they were in the lounge; if anyone saw her in this state, it would spark yet another round of gossip.
Meanwhile, in a black Bentley, the car’s TV was broadcasting the live event. Qiao Nuo watched Jin Chengyan on the screen, calm and composed, showing no signs of distress over her absence.
Qiao Nuo glanced at the person outside the car smoking and couldn’t help but sigh.
*
The focus returned to Jin's Building.
Jin Chengyan looked out at the throng of media below; it was time for everyone to know—no, for her to know—that Qiao Nuo was his legitimate wife, while she was nothing.
“Qiao Nuo, my wife, surname Qiao, given name Nuo,” Jin Chengyan announced. As he spoke, a projection behind him displayed a photo of Qiao Nuo—a picture taken during her six-month study abroad in England.
In the photo, she sat on the lawn at Cambridge in a collegiate outfit, reading. A classmate had called her name just as this candid shot was taken; she looked up from her book with a bright smile.
With her ponytail swaying gently, she radiated youthfulness and vitality.
Among all the photos of Qiao Nuo that Jin Chengyan had chosen from, this one stood out to him instantly.
“Isn’t this… Miss Qiao Nuo from the Qiao Family that went bankrupt recently?” someone remarked. Suddenly, everyone gained clarity about Miss Qiao’s identity.
A wave of murmurs spread through the audience.
Why did Jin Chengyan choose a daughter from a bankrupt family? And why didn't the Jin Family lend a hand when the Qiao Family was in trouble? How did these two even meet...
There were so many questions everyone wanted to ask!
"I know you have many questions, but my marriage to Qiao Nuo is a settled fact. As for my wife's family, I would prefer that you refrain from probing too deeply. I don't want to cause her any unnecessary trouble..."
Before Jin Chengyan could finish his sentence, another wave of restlessness surged through the crowd.
Almost simultaneously, everyone pulled out their phones, scrolling through the content displayed on their screens.
Just a few seconds later, a reporter in the audience asked, "Jin Shao, Ruan Shengyu, the female star, has been your girlfriend for many years. You two haven't broken up yet, right?"
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