The next day, Ruan Yang woke up early.

I opened my eyes and stared at the familiar ivory-white ceiling, as if last night had just been a nightmare.

She got up.

But my waist felt so heavy that I couldn't move.

She froze, her gaze slowly moving downwards until she saw an arm across her waist.

Following that arm upwards, there was a dignified and aloof sleeping face.

He's the eldest brother.

Ruan Yang's body suddenly stiffened.

Not a dream.

All the absurdity of yesterday was real.

A thought flashed through her mind—run.

She didn't know if her brother's loss of control last night was due to the plot, or... if he really liked her.

But Ruan Yang knew.

She can't be with her older brother.

The plot says that she took credit for saving Jiang Zhuo, which is why she was able to move into the Jiang residence.

Once the eldest brother marries her—marries Jiang Zhuo's ex-girlfriend in the eyes of outsiders—how will they talk about the eldest brother and the Jiang family?

Besides, Aunt Yao was so good to her.

She cannot repay kindness with enmity.

Before Jiang Yanci woke up, Ruan Yang gently slipped out of his arms.

She put on the long-sleeved pajamas from the bedside table, walked barefoot on the floor without even daring to wear slippers, and slowly made her way to the walk-in closet.

My passport is at the very bottom of the drawer; my visa was already processed a long time ago.

She had planned to go on vacation to Europe before she awakened her plot.

The moment she closed the drawer, a deep voice sounded behind her.

"Yangyang, what are you doing?"

The voice was clear, without the hoarseness of someone just waking up.

Ruan Yang's hand froze on the drawer handle, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on her back.

She quickly closed the drawer, hid the visa and passport in the sleeve of her pajamas, and then turned around, her face already displaying that obedient and bewildered expression.

"Brother, I'm looking for my socks."

Jiang Yanci lowered his eyes and saw her standing barefoot on the carpet. He frowned slightly, picked up the slippers from the floor, and put them on for her himself.

"It's chilly in the morning," he said gently.

Ruan Yang was rooted to the spot by his action, her toes curled slightly, and she lowered her eyes to look at the man squatting in front of her.

Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains and fell on his shoulders. He was shirtless, and the marks from the effort he had made on his shoulder and back muscles were clearly visible.

And the scratches she left last night...

Ruan Yang looked away.

After Jiang Yanci helped her put on her two slippers, he stood up and pulled her into his arms, nuzzling his chin against the top of her head.

"I'll drive you to work today."

Ruan Yang's heart tightened.

She originally planned to pack her bags and go directly to the airport after Jiang Yan resigned from work.

"...Okay." Ruan Yang raised her face and hugged him, as if they really were a couple.

Jiang Yanci was in a good mood and kissed her forehead. "You can put on your makeup first."

"Um."

After Jiang Yanci left, Ruan Yangfei quickly stuffed his passport into his bag.

She was afraid her older brother would go crazy again, so she didn't dare to alert him. She chose a bag of a suitable size; she didn't need to bring a change of clothes, but she needed to bring money.

Ruan Yang had 50,000 yuan in cash, which she stuffed into the bottom of her bag.

There is also a bank card in her own name, with three million.

As for the other supplementary cards, she didn't take them.

Ruan Yang traveled light, removing her alloy luxury jewelry and replacing it all with pure gold necklaces and bracelets.

She took nothing else.

She didn't even take her favorite bag.

Even to make it easier to escape, she didn't wear a skirt, but a simple apricot-colored silk top and wide-leg light-colored jeans.

When I changed my clothes and went downstairs, Jiang Yanci was already waiting for me in the entryway.

His suit jacket was draped over his arm, and the collar of his snow-white shirt was tied in a Windsor knot below his prominent Adam's apple.

It looks no different from any other day.

"Brother, I'm all better." She ran over in small steps, trying to appear natural.

Jiang Yanci's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he suddenly pulled her waist with his palm, placing a kiss on her lips.

Ruan Yang's face turned pale.

This is the Jiang residence, a place bustling with people coming and going.

Jiang Yanci gently bit her lower lip, "Baby, don't call me by the wrong name next time."

Ruan Yang immediately understood.

She quietly changed her words, "...Honey, I understand."

As the Cullinan drove out of the Jiang family's gate, Ruan Yang watched the gradually shrinking outline of the mansion in the rearview mirror, her hand gripping the bag strap tightening slightly.

Goodbye, Madam Jiang.

Goodbye, Zhao Zhao.

Hopefully, the story will be over when she comes back next time.

Ruan Yang felt somewhat sad.

She placed her hands naturally on her knees, but Jiang Yanci pulled her over and they intertwined their fingers.

Ten minutes later, the car turned onto a road she was completely unfamiliar with.

This is not the way to Xingcan.

Suppressing her fear, Ruan Yang maintained her soft and docile tone, "...This is not the way to school."

"Um."

Jiang Yanci's profile was pale and clean in the morning light, with even a faint smile on his lips.

"I've called in sick for you today," he said. "We're going to Crescent Bay."

"Why...go there?"

"We're getting married." Jiang Yanci turned his head, his gaze fixed on Ruan Yang. "I've contacted the staff at the Civil Affairs Bureau, and they will come to our home to handle the marriage registration."

"...What?!"

Ruan Yang became anxious, her voice trembling.

Jiang Yanci narrowed his eyes slightly.

He leaned closer, and an intense sense of oppression washed over him.

"I wanted to give you a surprise, but it looks more like a shock."

"Yangyang, we're a couple, I'm the person you love most, don't you want to marry me?"

Ruan Yang gripped the leather seat tightly, her heart pounding.

My brother wasn't joking when he talked about getting married last night.

it is true.

But how could she get a marriage certificate with her older brother?

Under Jiang Yanci's probing gaze, Ruan Yang suppressed her panic.

She pouted, looking somewhat displeased, and said:

"No, not at all! Don't you even know what a sense of ceremony is?! I don't care, I want to be like everyone else, going to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get my marriage certificate, take photos, and swear an oath!"

Ruan Yang's acting was superb and she performed with great skill.

Jiang Yanci withdrew his gaze and chuckled, "Alright, it was my oversight."

He said to the driver in the front seat, "To the Civil Affairs Bureau."

The driver responded and the car turned around.

Ruan Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

Go to the Civil Affairs Bureau, you need to take a number and wait in line.

She had time to escape.

As she expected, today was an auspicious day for her wedding, and there were many people queuing up.

That's enough time for her to plan her escape route.

As soon as she got out of the car, Ruan Yang clutched her stomach. "...My stomach hurts, I need to go to the restroom."

"Okay." Jiang Yanci held out his hand. "Just put the bag in the car."

"No... I need to change my panty liner. It's not good to hold it in my hand and let people see."

"Um."

Ruan Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

Instead of going to the restroom, she stared at Jiang Yanci from the corner of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Seeing him standing in front of the ticket machine taking a number, Ruan Yang's heart pounded.

Right now.

She grabbed her bag and tiptoed toward the door.

Before she could even step out the door, her wrist was grabbed by a large hand.

A soft laugh sounded from behind her, gentle and melodious, but to Ruan Yang, it sent chills down her spine.

"Where do you want to go, baby?"

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