False play, real action; actually, it is a long-planned scheme
The two of them were both wearing the same style of masks, and on their noses, they had exaggerated sunglasses. The taller one was pulling the shorter one along. When the shorter one resisted, the taller one directly princess-carried her into the Civil Affairs Bureau. The scene was reminiscent of a forced marriage.
The staff at the Civil Affairs Bureau were already used to such situations. Seeing the two of them, one crying and the other making a scene as if about to hang themselves, they mistakenly thought they were there for a divorce.
“Hello, are you here to file for a divorce?” the staff habitually asked.
“Uh, sorry, we’re here to get married,” Lin Hanyue said with frustration, pulling Si Meng’s wrist to keep her from moving around. She slightly lowered her mask and said mysteriously, “It’s me. I called this morning to make a special reservation. I hope you can keep it confidential.”
“Okay, Miss Lin, we will ensure confidentiality. It’s our pleasure to serve you,” the staff stared at Si Meng as if she had discovered a huge secret. The Movie Queen actually got married! She was very curious about what kind of woman could win over the Movie Queen.
“Lin Hanyue, this is not what we agreed on. I’m not marrying you, hmph,” Si Meng complained.
“Just consider it as acting, okay?”
“No! I’m at a loss.” Si Meng wanted to cry but had no tears. She had once fantasized that one day she would marry Lin Hanyue, but she didn’t expect to be the one married by Lin Hanyue.
“You know my grandmother is very traditional. Without proof, she’ll figure out we’re fake. Consider it fulfilling the old lady’s wish,” Lin Hanyue said confidently. Seeing Si Meng hesitating, she continued, “You can divorce anytime. Then I’ll leave without any attachments. How about that?”
Si Meng’s eyes rolled as she calculated in her heart. Hearing that Lin Hanyue’s net worth was over a billion, wouldn’t that mean a lot of money? Since she couldn’t use foreign currency, she had been living frugally for a long time, and it had been a while since she enjoyed a good meal.
Si Meng looked at her seriously and said, “This is something you said yourself. I didn’t force you, and regret won’t change anything.”
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Lin Hanyue smiled lightly, indulgently stroking her hair. In her heart, flowers of joy had long blossomed— the fish had finally taken the bait. She was ready to slowly reel in the net.
The two stood in front of a bright red backdrop, appearing formal yet awkward. The photographer wiped sweat from his brow.
“Could you two be a bit more… intimate?” the photographer wondered. Clearly, both of them were good-looking, well-dressed, and the camera was new. However, the photos turned out to be so… strange. Could it be a problem with his skills?
“The cake has arrived.” Assistant Xiao Li ran ten kilometers for some reason. Lin Hanyue urgently sent her to buy this trendy cake.
Upon hearing about the cake, Si Meng turned her head to the left, but she didn’t notice Lin Hanyue, who was on her left. Lin Hanyue happened to turn to the right at the same time.
“Bang!” Si Meng’s forehead bumped into Lin Hanyue’s pointed chin. Just as Si Meng was about to raise her head to scold her, she saw Lin Hanyue bend down to look at her. The two were very close, as if Lin Hanyue could kiss her with a slight tilt of her head.
Si Meng’s throat rolled, and her face suddenly turned red. Stammering, she said, “I-I’ll go and see, see what kind of cake it is.”
“Click!” The intimate moment between the two was captured by the photographer. Lin Hanyue raised an eyebrow slightly, signaling to the photographer.
“Is this really for me? Looks delicious,” Si Meng said, staring at the cake and swallowing saliva eagerly.
“However, you need to obediently finish taking the photos,” Lin Hanyue spoke at the right time.
So, under the dual influence of coercion and temptation, Si Meng chose to yield.
“Yes, yes, just like that, get closer,” the photographer wished he could take over and guide them. Fortunately, Lin Hanyue gradually got the hang of it.
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Lin Hanyue hugged Si Meng around the waist, tucking her into her arms. Si Meng looked up at her, and she gently lowered her head, leaving a fleeting kiss on Si Meng’s nose.
“Too perfect, let’s take another one, yes, just like that, you’re doing great,” the photographer showed an expression of a satisfied mentor.
Under the lens, Lin Hanyue knelt on one knee, took out a ring from her pocket, and directly put it on Si Meng’s ring finger. Lin Hanyue chuckled lightly, kissing the back of Si Meng’s hand.
After much turmoil, Si Meng could finally eat the cake. Just as Si Meng was devouring it, she noticed that Lin Hanyue had been looking at her with an indescribable indulgence and fondness.
“Do you want some?” Si Meng asked, holding up the cake, which was now in an unrecognizable shape.
“Sure.” Lin Hanyue leaned in close to Si Meng, used her index finger to wipe off the cream on Si Meng’s lips, brought it to her own lips, and tasted it lightly. Grinning, she said, “Indeed as sweet as you.”
Si Meng blushed at the teasing. How did Lin Hanyue become so flirtatious now? In her mind, the image of Lin Hanyue with the white rabbit from that night suddenly surfaced. Si Meng shook her head, oh no, her mind was filled with yellow nonsense.
“Besides, you’ve taken advantage of me even more.” Lin Hanyue raised the already emptied packaging with a playful smile.
“As long as you treat me to delicious food in the future, I guarantee your grandmother will never suspect that we’re fake.” Si Meng slurped the last bit of her bubble tea.
Lin Hanyue chuckled without saying anything, gaining new insights into Si Meng’s preferences. Indeed, what Uncle Wang said was right— to capture a woman’s heart, you must first capture her stomach, to understand all of her likes.
“Come with me for shopping later,” Lin Hanyue picked up the car keys and walked ahead.
“I’m too full to move.” Si Meng leaned back in her chair, being stubborn. She had no intention of accompanying this woman for shopping. Once they start, it never ends, and she’s not going to stand up if she can avoid it.
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“Then I’ll carry you. At least let my grandmother see you dressed more decently; she’s quite traditional.” Lin Hanyue didn’t want her grandmother to be dissatisfied with Si Meng, as it would increase the difficulty of being together with her.
Grandmother Lin was indeed a very traditional woman, a timeless beauty from a scholarly family. When she was young, she excelled in various arts and was as skilled with the abacus as she was in business, not inferior to any man. Although she could be considered the most beautiful woman in City A in her youth, she married the less attractive Grandpa Lin.
It was because this man cherished her deeply. For decades of marriage, he never let her do any housework. Grandpa Lin was willing to wash and cook for her, support her in her career endeavors, and forsake societal norms for her. They say the eyes reveal one’s true feelings, and this man was worth entrusting her entire life to.
A simple and ordinary life, meeting you at eighteen, being with you until eighty. That was the kind of love Lin Hanyue yearned for.
“Alright, stop daydreaming. I’ll accompany you, okay? Don’t worry, I’m so adorable; Grandma will definitely like me,” Si Meng held Lin Hanyue’s hand, pulling her forward. Lin Hanyue naturally interlocked their fingers, and Si Meng, oblivious, mumbled for her to walk faster.