After being diagnosed with a terminal illness, the fake heiress binds herself to a rough-looking man

There was a two-second silence in the audience.

Applause erupted from somewhere.

First one.

Then one piece.

Lin Xingran stood in the side of the stage, her palms clapping until they were red.

Zhou Man sat in the corner backstage, her expression complicated, and slowly clapped twice.

Jiang Ruoruo sat in the chair, tears still streaming down her face, but she could no longer cry with the same effect as before.

Huo Ming'an's face darkened completely.

He originally intended to use this opportunity to pressure Jiang Yu.

It wasn't for Jiang Ruoruo.

He wanted to embarrass Jiang Yu in front of everyone, to make her fall from that high and mighty shell.

The more disheveled she is, the more she needs someone to lend a hand.

And he was the one who offered the hand.

If Jiang Yu knew that he was thinking this way, she would probably shove the microphone into his mouth on the spot to calm him down.

He said in a low voice, "Jiang Yu, did you have to make things this bad?"

Jiang Yu turned off the microphone, so only the three of them could hear it.

"Didn't you invite me up here?"

She turned the microphone back on and smiled sweetly.

"Thank you, Young Master Huo and Ruoruo, for giving me this opportunity."

The applause grew even louder.

Just then.

The back door of the auditorium was pushed open.

A tall figure stood in the shadows.

Jiang Yu looked over subconsciously.

The man was wearing a black mask, and his hat brim was pulled down low, revealing only a section of his cold, hard jawline.

Huo Li.

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Hillside villa.

The living room was filled with the aroma of tea.

The head of the Ye family held a teacup, laughing heartily.

Sitting between him and Ye's mother, Ye Xiyue was dressed in expensive haute couture.

His gaze kept drifting towards the gate.

As the door opened, Jiang Yu'an walked in, bringing with him a chill.

He stopped in his tracks when he saw the three people sitting on the sofa.

The Ye family is the third most powerful family in Beijing's elite circles.

The Ye family, under the pretext of visiting old friends, brought their daughter to their home, but in reality, they were testing the waters for a marriage proposal.

The intention is too obvious.

They exchanged only a few pleasantries.

Jiang Yu'an didn't even touch the tea before turning to go upstairs.

Father Jiang called out to him in a deep voice.

"Yu'an, come with me to the study."

The study door closed.

Jiang Yu'an stood in front of the table, showing no intention of sitting down.

"Dad, you called me back just for this?"

Jiang's father looked at him with displeasure.

"You know what kind of influence the Ye family holds."

"Ye Xiyue has just returned to the country, and the Ye family has taken the initiative to visit her. This is no ordinary visit."

Jiang Yu'an spoke in a flat tone.

"Then there's even less need to meet."

Father Jiang frowned.

"You're becoming more and more outrageous."

Jiang Yu'an looked up.

I don't like her.

"I know." Father Jiang stared at him, lowering his voice, "I also know who you're thinking about."

Jiang Yu'an's gaze turned cold.

The study fell silent.

Father Jiang spoke, word by word.

"But I'm telling you, it's absolutely impossible."

Jiang Yu'an remained silent.

Father Jiang continued to emphasize his words.

"Jiang Yu was raised in the Jiang family for twenty years and called you brother for twenty years."

"What do outsiders think?"

How will the Jiang family establish itself?

Have you thought about these things?

Jiang Yu'an's gaze was calm: "She is no longer the Jiang family's biological daughter."

"But in the eyes of outsiders, she is still the Jiang family's daughter!"

Father Jiang slammed his hand on the table.

"Yu'an, you can be willful, but not in this matter."

"Your marriage should benefit the Jiang family, not make you an orphan."

Jiang Yu'an turned around.

Grasp the doorknob.

Jiang's father spoke from behind: "If you leave like this today, I will send Jiang Yu abroad tomorrow."

Jiang Yu'an stopped what she was doing.

Father Jiang watched his retreating figure.

"I will arrange a school and accommodation for her."

"I will also have someone cut off all her current means of contact, so you will never be able to find her again."

"You know I can do it."

Jiang Yu'an slowly turned around.

There was no anger in his eyes; instead, they were chillingly cold.

"Are you threatening me with her?"

Mr. Jiang said in a deep voice, "I am saving you, and I am also saving her."

Jiang Yu'an stared at him for a long time, then suddenly smiled.

That smile had no warmth whatsoever.

"Dad, you'd better not touch her."

Father Jiang's expression changed.

Jiang Yu'an loosened the doorknob and straightened her cuffs.

"I can go out and deal with this so-called visit."

He paused, his voice very low.

"But this is the last time."

"If Jiang Yu loses even a single hair because of this, neither the Ye family nor the Jiang family will have any peace."

The tea at the hillside villa was changed for the second time.

Ye Xiyue sat next to her mother, her posture impeccable.

She wore a beige dress today, her hair was pulled back behind her ears, and she spoke at a moderate pace.

"I studied finance in country M for my undergraduate degree and just graduated. My family wants me to go back to China first to adjust to life, and then I plan to apply for graduate school at University A."

The more Jiang looked at it, the more satisfied she became.

"Xiyue is really amazing, she's so young yet so opinionated."

Ye Xiyue smiled and said, "Auntie, you flatter me. I'm actually worried that I won't be able to keep up when I go back to China, so I'd like to ask Brother Jiang for more advice."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Jiang Yu'an.

Jiang Yu'an sat in a single sofa, holding a cup of tea, but didn't drink it.

The head of the Ye family smiled and replied, "Yu'an is a steady and reliable child. Xiyue has just returned, and it would be beneficial for her to learn from him."

Having said all that, the meaning is clear.

Mr. Jiang sat in the main seat, a slight smile on his face.

"It's never a bad thing for young people to get to know each other better."

Jiang Yu'an put down the teacup.

The porcelain touched the coffee table with a soft sound.

"I'm usually busy with work and don't have much time."

The living room fell silent for a moment.

Mother Jiang quickly smoothed things over: "That's just how Yu'an is, he speaks his mind directly. Xiyue, don't mind it."

Ye Xiyue wasn't annoyed; instead, she smiled gently: "I understand that Brother Jiang is busy with his career. When I'm doing my master's degree at A University, I'll ask him questions if I encounter anything I don't understand."

She knows how to act and retreat appropriately.

This sense of propriety, cultivated in a prestigious family, is what elders appreciate most.

Mr. Jiang looked at Jiang Yu'an and said in a low voice, "Stay for dinner tonight. The kitchen is all set."

Jiang Yu'an raised his wrist to check his watch.

It's 7:05.

The welcome party for new students at University A has already begun.

He lowered his hand but did not get up.

Jiang's father glanced at him.

Jiang Yu'an simply picked up her phone.

The screen lights up.

Jiang Yu replied to the message.

Brother, I'm not coming home tonight.

The second one followed immediately.

I'm sleeping in the dorm with Xingran, so don't come pick me up. I'm too tired today.

Soon, a third message popped up.

It's a link to a post on a campus forum.

The title is jarring.

[Freshman Party Highlights! Interview with the Real or Fake Heiress Goes Wrong, Jiang Yu Makes a Comeback!]

Jiang Yu'an clicked on it.

The video was shaky, but you could still make out the big characters on the stage.

Return to its place.

Twenty years of a real and fake heiress.

In the video, Huo Ming'an asks, "Do you feel like you've taken up too much of her life?"

Jiang Yu held the microphone.

"I wasn't the one who had the baby switched at birth twenty years ago."

The comments scrolled by in rows.

That's perfectly reasonable.

Who orchestrated this? It's disgusting.

Jiang Yu is so tough.

Jiang Yu'an's finger stopped at the edge of the screen.

He was sitting here on a blind date while she was being pushed in front of the whole school.

But he cannot leave.

Not at least not now.