She kept her marriage a secret for three years, then divorced and was forcefully pampered by a power

Shao Yan got into Huo Xiao's car, and he actually drove her back to the Shao family's old house.

"I'll have your clothes washed and sent over."

Huo Xiao, unusually, refrained from making any more unreasonable demands, which made Shao Yan feel that he was very unhappy tonight.

Does his statement mean they will never see each other again?

Shao Yan didn't dare to think too deeply about it; perhaps this was the best outcome.

As she got out of the car, Huo Xiao suddenly turned his head to look at her and called out Shao Yan's full name, stopping her as she was about to walk inside.

"He was still in a coma when you married Meng Yu, right?"

Shao Yan paused for a moment, then nodded.

"How did you get your marriage certificate?"

After saying this, Huo Xiao stopped looking at Shao Yan, who was standing motionless in the cold wind, and gave instructions to his assistant.

"drive."

It wasn't until the black van completely disappeared into the night that Shao Yan came to her senses.

Marriage certificate?

She had absolutely no recollection of it.

At that time, in order to take care of Meng Yu who was in a coma, the two did not hold a wedding. It was entirely up to the old man to arrange for them to become husband and wife.

Shao Yan naturally regarded herself as Meng Yu's wife.

She remembered that after Meng Yu woke up, the old man came to her and said that Meng Yu would handle the marriage certificate.

He even promised that once the Meng Group was completely stable, he would let them hold a wedding ceremony.

Shao Yan kept her eyes open until dawn.

The next day, she told Han Yifei that she needed to take a day off.

Han Yifei agreed without asking any questions.

Shao Yan couldn't wait to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau with her ID card.

These days, there are more divorces than marriages, and she has to wait in line for a long time just to check some information.

When it was finally her turn, Shao Yan handed over her ID card.

"I lost my marriage certificate, can I get a replacement?"

The staff member took Shao Yan's ID card and quickly typed a few words on the keyboard.

After a while, the staff member looked up at her with a puzzled expression.

"Ms. Shao, your profile shows you are unmarried. Are you sure you have been married?"

Shao Yan's mind went blank for a moment, and she felt as if all the air had been sucked out of her body, making even her breathing difficult.

Her hands, which were placed at her sides, trembled uncontrollably. If she hadn't been in a wheelchair, she probably would have collapsed from her weak legs long ago.

"Is there a mistake? My ID card says—"

Shao Yan recited her ID number again, and the staff simply showed her a screenshot from the computer.

"Ms. Shao, your marital status does indeed show you as unmarried. Have you and your husband been to our marriage registration office?"

Shao Yan's lips were pale, and the staff noticed that something was wrong with her and asked her with concern.

Are you alright?

Shao Yan shook her head blankly: "It's nothing."

She mechanically moved her wheelchair and, in a daze, got onto the road.

Although she has not received recognition from the outside world and Meng Yu over the years, she has always considered herself Mrs. Meng in her heart.

She devoted herself to the Meng family and treated Meng Yu's mother and sister as her own family.

Unexpectedly, she had absolutely no connection with Meng Yu.

What wedding ceremony? What promise to divorce after surrogacy? Every word Meng Yu uttered was a lie.

Her self-perceived deep affection was wrapped in one lie after another.

Shao Yan was almost hit while crossing the road, until someone carried her directly from her wheelchair to a safe place.

She looked at the handsome and noble man in front of her through teary eyes, her helplessness and confusion truly pitiful.

Huo Xiao looked at the ID card and household registration book tightly held in her hand. When Shao Yan saw Huo Xiao, she wished she could bury herself in his arms and cry.

"What a coincidence, I also brought my household registration booklet today."

Shao Yan, tears still streaming down her face, stared blankly at him.

"What do you mean?"

Huo Xiao said calmly, "I've started a company that's about to go public. If I have a stable marital relationship, I can gain more trust."

Huo Xiao gently stroked Shao Yan's face with his fingertips, the smooth touch making him reluctant to let go.

"I have needs, and you'll cooperate with me to get married and be a good Mrs. Huo. Of course, I won't be as ungrateful as the Meng family. There will be no prenuptial agreement or notarized property agreement. After the marriage, everything you own will be yours, and mine will also be yours, including me."

Faced with Huo Xiao's confession-style marriage proposal, Shao Yan felt completely bewildered.

"Well, I'll give you three seconds to think it over. If you don't answer, I'll take that as a yes."

Huo Xiao's words had a magical power. Shao Yan didn't know what had bewitched her, but she inexplicably followed Huo Xiao back to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

She was still stunned when she came out holding the big red booklet with gold foil stamping.

Huo Xiao held her slender waist tightly: "You should throw away that old wheelchair of yours. Mrs. Huo doesn't need to be wary of anyone."

Shao Yan's eyes welled up with tears because of those words, but she still had things at the Meng Group.

"I want all the money I got from my mother's inheritance, as well as the Meng Group shares that Old Master Meng promised me."

Huo Xiao's eyes were filled with a deep smile.

"Mrs. Huo, we don't care about the meager earnings from the Meng family. Be obedient and good. But if you want revenge, your husband will always be your strong support."

Shao Yan felt something hard and cold fall into her palm.

"I'll send you the key to the garage and the access code."

He took Shao Yan into the car, and Shao Yan sat in the back seat, staring blankly at the marriage certificate in her hand.

"Where to?"

Shao Yan took a deep breath. Now that things had come to this, she was ready to go all out.

"I'm going home to get my things. We're married now, it's only right that we live together."

Huo Xiao let out a muffled laugh: "Of course."

He readily drove the car to the Shao family's old house and even accompanied Shao Yan inside.

When Wu Ma saw Huo Xiao behind Shao Yan, her eyes widened in surprise.

"Aunt Wu, this is—Huo Xiao."

Shao Yan didn't dare to say that she had married Huo Xiao.

I was afraid of scaring Aunt Wu.

Wu Ma looked at the refined man in front of her, dressed in a dark suit, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose.

He looks much more mature and composed than the one the young lady brought home before, and he's also much more pleasant to look at.

"Hello, Mr. Huo."

Huo Xiao nodded and took out a sealed red envelope from his pocket and put it into Wu Ma's hand.

"Yanyan has troubled you all these years."

Elegant yet courteous, with a pleasant and charming way of speaking.

Aunt Wu smiled broadly: "Please come in, I'll make you some tea."

Shao Yan was speechless. Did Huo Xiao carry red envelopes with him wherever he went?

Taking advantage of the opportunity to go upstairs, Wu Ma whispered to Shao Yan.

"Young Miss, didn't you marry the young master of the Meng family? Why did you bring another one back?"

After Wu Ma finished speaking, she suddenly realized: "I know, is it because that young master Meng wronged you, so you also kept one?"

Shao Yan wanted to explain, but didn't know where to begin.

"Young Miss, don't worry, I won't tell anyone. It's just—this Mr. Huo looks a bit old. Why is he doing this kind of work?"

"..."

Shao Yan was thinking that she should let Wu Ma know that she was going to move in with Huo Xiao.

She handed the marriage certificate to Aunt Wu.

"Meng Yu and I were never married. The Meng family lied to me. Today, I registered my marriage with this Mr. Huo; he is my husband."