“I was chained like a prisoner, often going hungry and forced to do housework... Later, a girl from an orphanage saw me. She said her name was Yaya, I didn't ask for her full name; for a while, Yaya s...Chapter 1: Marry Me (1)

A luxurious and grand Presidential Suite.

Upon entering from the doorway, the items scattered across the carpet looked chaotic.

High heels.

Belt, men's Tie, white shirt.

On the bedside, scattered shiny Italian custom-made leather shoes, beige dress, bra, black trousers...

A king-size luxurious double bed.

The sleeping woman had a serene expression, her features delicate and refined. Her skin was smooth like porcelain; her dark hair, resembling seaweed, cascaded softly over the pillow. A blanket covered her body, but exposed were her rounded shoulders like white jade, marred with a few purplish-red bruises that looked particularly striking and suggestive.

A man was sleeping beside the woman, his honey-colored arms wrapped around her waist through the blanket. One corner of the blanket just covered the important parts, revealing toned muscles and long legs. Her figure was absolutely perfect with a golden ratio.

"Uh..."

In her dream, the woman frowned slightly and let out a soft whimper, then languidly rolled over and continued to sleep.

The man, who had always been a light sleeper, heard the noise and suddenly opened his eyes. He keenly sensed someone was near him, and he sprang up.

His sharp, cold eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at the unfamiliar woman sleeping beside him, her body covered in the marks left by their pleasure.

His ink-black eyes flickered with a barely perceptible ripple, yet the face sculpted with divine artistry remained utterly expressionless, leaving one to wonder what secrets lay hidden beneath its surface...

……

I don't know how long it had been.

The woman, originally fast asleep, awoke leisurely, slowly opening her eyes and stretching.

His gaze inadvertently fell upon the man in bed.

"Ah!!!" Little Bunny screamed and rolled off the bed.

"You... you... who are you" she asked, her voice trembling, wrapped tightly in a blanket, a mixture of anger and fear in her eyes.

Seeing a strange man suddenly appear in bed, her mind went blank and she couldn't think.

"Tang Yu City." The man replied in a cold, hard voice. His handsome and enchanting face was emotionless.

"No... I didn't ask you... Wait a minute... we didn't last night..." An Xiaotu's incoherent words were interrupted by the man:

"Done." he said coldly.

An Xiaotu was stunned for a moment, then her eyes turned red, she choked back several sobs, and resisted the urge to cry, "Are you sick or something"

"First time." Tang Yucheng said coldly, his deep and dark eyes flickered.

"You..." An Xiaotu glared at him angrily. She didn't even need to explain, just say no if she didn't want to. Who cared if it was his first time or not

Her eyes accidentally landed on his lower half. Her pale face instantly flushed red as if dyed with blood, and she hurriedly shifted her gaze away in fright.

Could he please put on his clothes before talking

"I'll be responsible." The man suddenly threw out another sentence.

"Huh" An Xiaotu couldn't react, her pair of bright and moist eyes staring blankly at him.

"I'm marrying you," he answered her question, watching her bewildered expression. His dark eyes flickered as he gazed at her.

“No, no, no.” An Xiaotu hurriedly waved her hand, gritting her teeth and trying to appear nonchalant. “Anyway, it's pretty popular now, and we're all adults. If you feel guilty, just treat it as a dream and don't hold me responsible, really.”

Heaven knows she used to despise this sort of thing.

Although he is very handsome, almost outrageously so, she's only 23 and hasn't had enough fun yet. She plans to get married around the age of 28.

Tang Yucheng listened to her words, displeasure creasing his brow. The aloof and handsome face, once full of charm, was now etched with a cold and sharp sharpness.

Glancing at the time, he said in a commanding tone, "In half an hour, we're going to the Civil Affairs Bureau."

An Xiaotu immediately jumped up, her delicate face flushed red with anger, and shouted, "Go yourself! This lady has no plans to get married in the next five years!"

In this kind of situation, wouldn't men have already run away and disappeared instead of trying to blame others

This man is sick, he doesn't play by the rules.

"I'm just informing you, not seeking your opinion." Tang Yucheng narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a cold and serious tone.

"Are you crazy I've already said that I don't plan on getting married right now!!! If you want to get married, find a woman who also wants to get married." An Xiaotu was so angry she was about to spit blood.

"Damn, one night isn't enough, I want to legally sleep with her for a lifetime."

Dream!

Just when the two were at an impasse.

The doorbell suddenly rang, scaring Little Rabbit An into quickly hiding in the bathroom.

Tang Yucheng calmly found a bathrobe and put it on before going to open the door.

"Sir, here's what you requested," a young man in a hotel uniform said, handing him several bags.

"Hmm." The man nodded.

After closing the door again, he walked to the bathroom door carrying two or three bags and knocked on it.

"Take the clothes."

An Xiaotu hesitated for a few seconds before tentatively opening the door a crack. She grabbed something, then quickly shut it again.

Soaking in the bathtub, Xiaotu looked at the bruises on her body and felt humiliated, wronged, and heartbroken.

But I want to cry, but I can't seem to cry at all.

She remembered attending a school gala held at the hotel last night. The school had invited some prominent figures who had donated to the school over the years. She had drunk a bit too much and felt unwell, so she went to the lounge to rest for a while...

After that, she couldn't remember what happened.

……

Half an hour later.

After washing and dressing, An Xiaotu walked out of the bathroom. Though she was in pain, she endured it with a stoic face.

I saw a tall and handsome man sitting on a single sofa, wearing a white shirt and black trousers. His long legs were casually crossed, his posture elegant and noble, radiating a cold yet dignified aura of power.

My goodness, where did such a breathtakingly handsome and divine man come from.

An Xiaotu was momentarily stunned, unable to react.

Not until the man walked up to her and said, "Let's go."

"What are you doing" she blinked and asked, blankly.

"Go get the marriage license."

Two words, like a spell, instantly brought An Xiaotu back to his senses. He looked at him with disbelief.

This man, dressed so elegantly, looking like a deity, is the same naked scoundrel from before

"I told you, I'm not getting married now, and I won't marry you," she stated firmly.

Although he is very handsome.

But only a fool would marry a stranger after a one-night stand, just because they lost their virginity.

"Reason" he asked.

"I haven't had enough fun, haven't made enough money to go shopping, haven't been to Provence, haven't seen the Northern Lights, haven't been to Paris or Berlin... Once I get married, then comes having kids, and I have to stay home to take care of them and wait on my husband. It wouldn't be convenient to go anywhere, so I don't plan to get married before 28."

Her idea was to have fun while she was young, because once she got married, she wouldn't be able to.

That's why she wasn't about to jump into the marriage grave so early.

"I have beauty, wealth, power, and a great physique. Marry me! You can run wild all over the capital. After marriage, I'll transfer all my billions to you to spend as you please; whether or not you want children is entirely your decision."

He was as calm as a negotiator on a battlefield, throwing out tempting flash marriage conditions.ne standing before them... looked to be in his twenties at most. He didn't seem like someone in their thirties at all.Simu Yan was not the sort of person who blurred the lines between right and wrong....