Using power to force marriage

"Zhao Jingnian!"

Ruan Fu was like a child waiting for her parents to pick her up. When she saw him, she got up with a happy face, ran over, and jumped into his arms.

Her voice was soft and sweet, sounding somewhat aggrieved, "You're finally here! I'm starving!"

He Yiheng, standing behind Zhao Jingnian, gritted his teeth and cursed under his breath when he saw Zhao Jingnian enter.

"It's like a persistent ghost."

Zhao Jingnian gave him a cold look; he should be the one saying those words.

He reached out and pulled Ruan Fu into his arms, apologizing gently, "I'm sorry, Fu, there was some traffic on the way, I made you wait long."

"It's okay, just give me a small cake as compensation."

He Yiheng was furious. He had the small cakes ready right there, but Ruan Fu didn't even glance at them.

What's wrong? The older man's is sweeter, is that right?

"Fufu, I bought you some small cakes." He Yiheng limped over to her carrying the small cakes. "Your favorite blueberry flavor."

"No need, my husband will buy it for me later. You can keep this for yourself."

Seeing her refuse, Zhao Jingnian's eyebrows and eyes revealed a hint of pleasure.

His little Fu is really well-behaved; she knows she can't eat things bought by other men.

"He Yiheng, go home as soon as you finish eating and take good care of your injury."

Ruan Fu's words filled him with bitterness, and his eyes were filled with deep resentment as he looked at Zhao Jingnian.

The older man had only known her for a few months, so why could he so easily win her heart? This is unfair.

"Bye-bye, He Yiheng, I'm going to eat." Ruan Fu turned around and waved to him.

Before leaving, Zhao Jingnian coldly reminded him again, "Remember to clean up the office after you finish eating, and take the trash out with you."

-

Ruan Fu had just gotten into the car when someone grabbed her chin and kissed her hard.

His eyes were filled with an indescribable, ambiguous emotion as his tongue parted her lips and teeth, entwining with hers.

Ruan Fu's lips went numb from his kisses, and she inexplicably felt that Zhao Jingnian's emotions were a little off.

The car started slowly, and the driver, quite perceptively, raised the partition. Ever since his boss married his wife, the frequency of its use had been steadily increasing.

Ruan Fu's lips were numb from his kisses, and she said with a soft, reproachful tone, "Why did you suddenly kiss me?"

Zhao Jingnian cupped her cheeks in his warm hands, his fingertips gently tracing her pink lips. "We're husband and wife, I can kiss you whenever I want."

"Is Brother Jingnian really this domineering?"

Ruan Fu was amused by his words and teased him, "You're jealous, so you're suddenly being possessive. Am I right?"

Zhao Jingnian scoffed, "Who does he think he is, to make me jealous?"

Although he didn't take He Yiheng seriously, he really didn't want this fly to be around Ruan Fu all day long, as it was disgusting to look at.

He dialed Yu Ming's number, "Have He Jinbai come to see me tomorrow morning."

He Yiheng always coveted his wife. As the saying goes, "It is the father's fault if the son is not taught." He Yuan was a good-for-nothing and had no real power in the He family. He had long been sent abroad by He Jin, who had white hair.

Therefore, the blame can only be borne by He Jinbai, the uncle.

"What are you going to do?" Ruan Fu thought he was going to make things difficult for He Yiheng.

Why make things difficult for an idiot? Not at all.

Zhao Jingnian explained slowly, "Have He Jinbai assign him some work, and get him out of Beicheng for a while, so he won't be constantly hanging around in front of me and getting on my nerves."

After thinking for a moment, Ruan Fu felt that it would be good to let He Yiheng leave Beicheng for a while. He had already graduated and should be busy with serious matters.

Although Zhao Jingnian disliked He Yiheng, he was, after all, Ruan Fu's friend, so he naturally wouldn't make things too difficult for him.

-

The two went to the newly opened tea restaurant, and the food was delicious. Ruan Fu couldn't resist her cravings and ate until she was stuffed.

There was a small park near the restaurant, and she didn't want to go home right away, so she pestered Zhao Jingnian to accompany her for a walk to digest her food.

The park is not large, but it is very lively, with a musical fountain in the very center.

A huge crowd had gathered around the fountain, and you could hear music and shouts.

Ruan Fu grabbed Zhao Jingnian's hand and ran quickly over to see what was going on. She squeezed into the crowd, as if someone was proposing.

Surrounded by a crowd, a young man, holding flowers, knelt on one knee and proposed to his girlfriend with a ring in hand.

"Zhao Jingnian, look! Someone's proposing here!" She stood on tiptoe, her face full of excitement, her eyes brimming with envy.

"We stumbled upon a marriage proposal! How lucky!"

The proposal ceremony wasn't grand, but the venue was decorated with great care.

There were roses, balloons, fireworks, and colored lights.

Ruan Fu stood in the crowd and witnessed the entire proposal. Seeing the girl being proposed to beaming with happiness, a sense of loss quietly rose in her heart.

Her marriage to Zhao Jingnian was a business arrangement, bound together by a marriage certificate from her grandfather's generation. The wedding was rushed, taking only ten days from their first meeting to the ceremony.

There was no proposal, no heartfelt confession, and even the wedding dress was a hastily chosen luxury brand product. The entire wedding was devoid of any romance; it was simply a routine procedure.

She turned her head to look at the calm man beside her, her tone carrying a hint of gentle persuasion, "I've never been proposed to."

Zhao Jingnian jokingly remarked, "You're already married, who else would you like to propose to?"

She felt a pang of disappointment, pursed her lips, and bluntly expressed her regret, "What I mean is, you've never proposed to me."

Ruan Fu stepped out of the crowd, tugging at the man's clothes and swaying unsteadily, "Zhao Jingnian, I envy her."

Their wedding was too rushed, and they didn't even have a custom-made wedding dress that fit them properly, which made Ruan Fu feel increasingly depressed.

"I didn't have a proposal ceremony, nor did I have a custom-made wedding dress. On the wedding day, my shoulders were chafed raw by an ill-fitting toast dress. It hurt so much."

The more she talked, the more aggrieved she felt. Her eyes drooped, and her nose started to sting as she murmured her little regrets.

"Zhao Jingnian, I'm so pitiful. Everyone else has a proposal ceremony, but I don't. I'm the most pitiful bride in the world."

She buried her face in his chest and rubbed against him, whining and whining, "I'm so pitiful~"

Zhao Jingnian initially remained calm and unmoved by the proposal ceremony, but when he saw the girl in his arms feigning sorrow and acting pitiful, a barely perceptible smile curved at the corners of his eyes.

He asked, "Is formalism necessary?"

Ruan Fu was annoyed by his unromantic remarks and lightly punched him in the chest. "It's not formalism, it's called a sense of ritual!"

"That old geezer, he's not romantic at all."

When she's happy, she calls him "husband," and when she's unhappy, she calls him "stinky old man." She's definitely the person Zhao Jingnian has ever met who wears his heart on his sleeve.

"I didn't have a proposal, I didn't have a custom-made wedding dress, and the wedding was far from perfect. I'm unhappy, I'm really unhappy!"

Ruan Fu spoke with a hint of annoyance, and said to him with a low voice, "Zhao Jingnian, you're really annoying."

She let go of his hand, turned and strode away, "That wretched old man!"

Having stumbled upon someone else's marriage proposal, she began to whine and act spoiled, causing Zhao Jingnian a sudden headache. He quickly followed after her.

A playful, indulgent look appeared on the man's face as he patiently asked, "Did I become annoying again?"

She stubbornly replied, "Unless you give me a proper marriage proposal, I'll hate you forever! Humph~"

Zhao Jingnian chuckled helplessly; his spoiled brat was throwing another tantrum.