Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Shi Guang wanted to tell Lu Yanchen about her agreeing to the marriage. However, before that, she wanted to have a good talk with him first.
She sent him a text: <When are you free? Can we meet today?>
Her message was like a rock cast into the ocean as she received not a single reply.
The next day, just as she was about to eat after cooking, Lu Yanchen came. Sitting down on the sofa in the living room, he closed his eyes and leaned back, looking all lazy and nonchalant.
Shi Guang composed herself and walked over. “Why have you come?”
“Didn’t you say that you wanted to meet?” He opened his eyes and looked at her. His slightly slanted face revealed the sharp contours of his eyes, nose, and jaw, displaying that face of his to perfection.
“Oh…” It was only then that Shi Guang remembered the text from yesterday. “Have you eaten? Do you want to eat? Together?”
Lu Yanchen stood on no courtesy as he sat down at the dining table. In a moment, Shi Guang got him a bowl of rice before sitting opposite him.
He contemplated for a while before speaking, “What you said about the marriage earlier on… does it still stand now?”
“Did I seem like I was joking with you when I mentioned the marriage?” Lu Yanchen looked at her coldly. Shi Guang could not make out a single trace of emotion in those dark, abyssally mysterious pupils of his.
She scoffed out coldly in her heart. “…”
Sound like a joke? Hell! That WAS a joke!
Anyone in their right minds would NOT get married with their exes whom they were on bad terms with!
And what more, that reasoning—that she was just a lucky coincidence? That was as unreliable as kids making play!
She smiled out, “I didn’t say that you were joking, I just wanted to confirm with you.”
Lu Yanchen said nothing as he continued eating.
Shi Guang pursed her lips and looked at him firmly before asking once more, “Will your family agree to you getting married to me?”
“That’s not something for you to be concerned about.”
“How is it not my concern? You’re getting married to ME! Even though they don’t know that it’s fake, aren’t guys concerned about whether my family background is a good match?” Shi Guang propped up her chin with her chopsticks.
Lu Yanchen looked at her with a cold, indifferent gaze. However, Shi Guang could tell that he was a little thrown off guard.
She then lowered her head to eat just to avoid his gaze before uttering, “Alright then. Anyway, I’m agreeable to it. Whether or not the marriage happens is your business. But, it must definitely not affect my grandma.”
After saying that, she suddenly raised her head and looked at Lu Yanchen again as though she had managed to squeeze out some courage from out of nowhere. “Lastly… can I ask you another question?”
Lu Yanchen: “…”
“You… How long do you intend to keep this marriage for?”
When he heard that, Lu Yanchen smirked slightly in amusement.
Shi Guang continued, “There’s got to be a deadline… right? In that period of time, we’ll have nothing to do with one another and live our own lives. I won’t interfere in yours and wouldn’t be bothered if you have another woman outside. As for yo…”
Piak!
Lu Yanchen slapped his chopsticks on the table hardly, cutting her in her speech. His lips curled into a smirk, giving off the feeling of ice.
“I was once a soldier. Soldiers have to be loyal to their countries, to their families,” His voice was low and gruff, bringing with it a sense of imposingness that could stifle one’s breathing.
“Oh…” Shi Guang replied normally. But… she froze for a moment before realizing—there was another meaning hidden in those words!
She thought about those words back and forth, back and forth. Finally realizing what he meant, her eyes widened as she asked uneasily, “What? Loyal? You… This… t-this… t-t-t-this…! Does t-this mean that it’s not a fake marriage?”
When he heard that, Lu Yanchen’s face turned even blacker as he replied, looking as though he was angered to the point of amusement, “I’ve never said that right from the beginning. You were the one who determined that on your own wishful thinking.”