Using power to force marriage

Zhao Jingnian, with a cold expression, clicked on the video under the trending search term.

The protagonist in the video is indeed Ruan Fu, and a young man is kneeling at her feet; he is none other than the lead singer.

He held a wine glass in his hand and affectionately fed the wine to Ruan Fu's lips.

Zhao Jingnian's voice was icy, devoid of any warmth, and he issued the order like the King of Hell on his way to a ceremony: "Are all the people in the public relations department dead? Clean this up in five minutes."

Yu Ming: "The instructions have already been given, and the public relations department is working on it as quickly as possible."

Serving a ruler is like serving a tiger. He had long since figured out his boss's temperament and personality, and had already notified the public relations department before entering the office.

Zhao Jingnian's swipe of his phone refreshed the trending search list.

The list has been updated; all the previous entries have disappeared.

The top three trending topics were replaced by news of a well-known director abusing his wife, a top idol having a late-night rendezvous with his girlfriend, and a popular young actress evading taxes.

Zhao Jingnian's brows relaxed slightly, and Yu Ming secretly breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this.

He made it very clear on their wedding night that he needed a "comfortable, air-type partner," but on the second day of their marriage, Ruan Fu couldn't wait to go out and cause trouble. She's such a troublemaker.

The alliance between the Zhao and Ruan families is bound to attract envy. However, looking across the entire North City, it's unlikely anyone would dare to openly oppose them.

Except for his desperate "good second uncle".

"Investigate whether this matter is related to Zhao Qi."

Yu Ming responded, "Yes, Chairman."

It's already past 11 o'clock. Is his newlywed wife planning to stay out all night? As her husband, Zhao Jingnian has an obligation to find out.

The man stood up and walked steadily outside. "Prepare the car, let's go pick up my wife and take her home."

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Amidst the dazzling neon lights and mesmerizing shadows, the catchy drumbeats of the music are exhilarating.

"Blossoming Place" is like a huge utopia, and Ruan Fu is so immersed in it that she is completely unaware that she has just become a trending topic, and even less aware that Zhao Jingnian is coming to "catch her".

She stepped into the dance floor in high heels, her movements light and graceful, like a butterfly fluttering freely.

She and Meng Shutan swayed to the rhythm, their skirts fluttering.

On the dance floor, the two danced and chatted.

Meng Shutan suddenly remembered someone. This person was Ruan Fu's childhood friend and playmate, named He Yiheng, the young master of the He family.

"I forgot to ask, has He Yiheng returned to China as well?"

After graduating from high school, Ruan Fu went abroad to study, and He Yiheng followed her there.

This guy has liked her since he was a child, always fawning over her, and he stayed by her side throughout the years he was studying at university abroad.

Ruan Fu was a little tired from dancing and answered with slight panting, "He didn't go back to China."

Meng Shutan chuckled, "Didn't he confess his feelings to you on graduation day? Did he give up completely after being rejected?"

"It's good that you've truly given up. He Yiheng said that I rejected him, and he was heartbroken and wanted to go on a trip alone to clear his head. After that, I never heard from him again."

Meng Shutan then asked, "Does he know about your marriage to Zhao Jingnian?"

Ruan Fu: "I sent him an e-invitation, but he didn't reply."

Meng Shutan joked, "His beloved girl married another man, so he's probably hiding abroad to heal his wounds."

Ruan Fu has a warm and bright personality, and she is as vibrant as a sunflower that never fades, always warm and illuminating everyone around her.

Such a personality naturally attracts attention, and she has had countless suitors since childhood. However, Ruan Fu has high standards and a very clear mind, so no one can catch her eye.

Most of his suitors gave up, but He Yiheng was the only exception.

He would meticulously prepare several grand and solemn confession ceremonies every year, but Ruan Fu was never moved; if she didn't like someone, she simply didn't like them.

"He Yiheng has been by your side for so many years, I thought you would develop feelings for him over time, after all, he really cares about you."

Ruan Fu smiled brightly, "If you don't like someone at first sight, you still won't like them even if you look at them a thousand times."

"What about Zhao Jingnian? Would you develop feelings for him over time?"

She scoffed dismissively, "Even less likely."

Tired of dancing, the two left the dance floor.

Meng Shutan took her arm and they went back to the booth together.

"Fufu, you're really not planning to go home tonight?"

Ruan Fu's eyes held a hint of charm. "Of course, I haven't had enough fun yet."

She is naturally free-spirited and unrestrained, so she will not let a marriage in name only bind her true self.

"It's past midnight, your husband might already be on his way."

Meng Shutan deliberately tightened her throat and imitated Zhao Jingnian's voice, "Mrs. Zhao, I've come to take you home."

Ruan Fu was amused. "Go away, who is his Mrs. Zhao?"

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This was her first time getting together with friends since returning to China, and she was so happy that she drank a few more glasses than usual.

But she has always had a poor alcohol tolerance and had already drunk herself to her limit.

"I want to go dancing." Pointing to the noisy dance floor in front of her, Ruan Fu was about to get up.

Meng Shutan quickly pulled the person back to their seat.

"Fufu, be good, you can't even stand up straight, let's not jump anymore." She had a better alcohol tolerance than Ruan Fu, so she wasn't as drunk.

When Zhao Jingnian arrived, Ruan Fu was drunk and leaning on Meng Shutan's shoulder, leisurely listening to the band's lead singer sing love songs.

The man, dressed in a sharp suit, seemed quite out of place in this decadent and extravagant setting.

Upon catching sight of that composed and elegant figure in the crowd, Meng Shutan's expression changed drastically, her smile freezing on her face. She patted Ruan Fu's shoulder, reminding her, "You're in trouble, best friend, it's your husband!"

The man's innate powerful aura overwhelmed the decadent atmosphere of the nightclub, and the noise at their table almost came to an abrupt halt.

Zhao Jingnian's cold gaze swept across the chaotic crowd, precisely locking onto the bright and eye-catching figure in the middle of the booth.

She had just held her wedding yesterday, but on the second day of her marriage, she spent the whole night partying in bars, indulging in unrestrained pleasure, which was really going too far.

Ruan Fu's indulgence and disrespect clearly showed that she did not care about the future and interests of the two families, and she completely despised him, her husband in name only.

But this slight anger only lingered in his heart for a moment before quickly dissipating.

Ruan Fu was young and naive, a playful princess who only cared about having fun. She probably never expected to cause such a big trouble.

Anyway, the trending topic issue has been resolved properly. Not a single related word can be found on the entire internet, and it has not hindered the cooperation between the two groups.

The one who was wrong was Zhao Qi, who harbored wolfish ambitions, not her.

Furthermore, this marriage was something he insisted on, and Ruan Fu was extremely unwilling to accept it.

She had repeatedly reminded him before their marriage that she had many bad habits, but Zhao Jingnian himself didn't mind and expressed his willingness to tolerate them, so he had no right to be angry.

My newlywed wife is young and impulsive; with more guidance and persuasion in the future, it's not a big deal.

Suppressing the chaotic thoughts in his mind, Zhao Jingnian walked steadily towards the booth.

Ruan Fu was drunk and hazy, her cheeks were pink, her eyes were misty, and she looked cute and soft.

Seeing someone approaching her, she squinted and struggled to lift her head, but her mind was a complete blank, her vision was blurry and unfocused, and she couldn't recognize the person at all.

The man was tall and handsome, and his striking features were even more eye-catching in the dim light.

Surrounded by overlapping figures, Ruan Fu blinked her wet eyes and asked in a languid and bewildered tone, "Brother, you're so handsome, are you a new male model?"

The words "male model" floated down lightly, and the people in the booth looked at each other, not daring to say a word.

Meng Shutan clearly felt the sudden drop in pressure emanating from Zhao Jingnian, so she mustered her courage and patted Ruan Fu's shoulder, trying to bring her back to her senses.

"Honey, this isn't a male model, this is your husband, Mr. Zhao..."

The words "Jingnian" were on the tip of her tongue, but she swallowed them back and changed her mind in time.

Ruan Fu swayed unsteadily, completely ignoring Meng Shutan's words.

Zhao Jingnian's face was cold and sullen. It was one thing for his newlywed wife to frequent nightclubs, but she even knew how to hire male models. She was quite capable.