The actions of the Huangfu family were not deceiving anyone.
Even a series of actions taken by Huangfu Qi were captured in photographs.
Young Marshal Huangfu had actually quietly arranged an engagement!
Everyone was curious—who was the lucky lady?
A half-profile of Gu Shengyin also appeared in the newspaper that day.
The former Yan Ruohua, though she had been married to Loo Zijun for two years, had always kept to herself. Coupled with her drastic change in appearance, surprisingly, no one recognized her.
Only two people recognized the person in the newspaper.
One was Loo Zijun, and the other was Shen Yuanhang.
Their feelings were both of shock, yet the shock was different, one in disbelief, the other euphoric.
When Loo Zijun saw the newspaper, he was dining out with two classmates.
His mood had been very sour lately because Yun Yi, for some reason, was completely ignoring him now.
She would not accept the jewelry and clothes he bought for her, and he couldn’t even enter the Yunxi Troupe’s Theater Garden.
Both classmates were aware of his situation with Liu Yunyi and advised him: actresses are heartless; Liu Yunyi’s actions clearly showed she had found a wealthier patron and kicked him aside.
Loo Zijun refused to accept this reality. He could not believe his Yun Yi was such a woman. He believed their love was pure and beautiful.
His two classmates had no choice but to accompany him as he drowned his sorrows in alcohol.
Just then, someone outside was selling newspapers, and one of the classmates bought a copy.
"Isn’t Ms. Lin Jianke publishing an article today? Why not check out what she’s discussing?" Loo Zijun’s male classmate was a fan of Lin Jianke; he thought such a woman was independent, progressive, and intellectual, fitting perfectly the image desired by men like them.
His classmate even joked that if Ms. Lin Jianke were not much older than him, he wouldn’t mind that she was divorced and would be willing to pursue her.
In a way, Loo Zijun also admired Lin Jianke.
However, he never dared to voice this because he was exactly the type of man she criticized in her writing, "the man who abandons his wife for ’free love.’"
Loo Zijun did not think he was wrong; he and a woman like Yan Ruohua had nothing in common and forcing a relationship would only make both parties miserable.
Speaking of Yan Ruohua, he remembered the woman he saw in front of the Yunxi Troupe’s Theater Garden.
Witty and vivacious—it was as if she was not the same person he knew as Yan Ruohua.
He shook his head with a chuckle. Why was he thinking of her again?
Just then, the classmate sitting across from him reading the newspaper suddenly spoke up, "Young Marshal Huangfu is actually getting married? The dowry has been settled? There’s a photo of the bride? It’s not clear, but she seems pretty..."
Loo Zijun didn’t pay much attention until the classmate sitting next to him snatched the newspaper. He glanced at it inadvertently.
The woman in the picture!
He almost desperately snatched the newspaper, scrutinizing the photo on it.
He couldn’t be mistaken, though it was only a half profile, Loo Zijun was sure, the woman was Yan Ruohua!
He then read the news on the paper.
The woman Yan Ruohua was actually going to marry Young Marshal Huangfu?
Young Marshal Huangfu, a figure from a completely different world from theirs, how could he fancy Yan Ruohua!
Both classmates watched in puzzlement as Loo Zijun gripped the newspaper and rushed out.