After Mistaking His Arranged Marriage Partner, He's Super Into Her

This is a story of a marriage of convenience between complete strangers, where the powerful party eventually yields and "eats their words" (ends up loving it). It features a gentle beauty a...

Chapter 9 Absolute Loyalty

Chapter 9 Absolute Loyalty

The person in charge from Huajing introduced the two parties to each other before they started talking about the basic situation of the project.

The meeting lasted about forty minutes.

At the end, Xu Qingwu replied to Cen Xihuai's message: "Sorry, I'm in a meeting. I can go home by myself."

Cen Xihuai replied quickly: "I'll wait for you on the B2 floor. I'm going back to the old house for dinner tonight."

Xu Qingwu replied: "Okay, I'll come."

After politely declining Yang Yu's invitation to Malatang, Xu Qingwu went to the parking lot to look for Cen Xihuai's car. Fortunately, he didn't change his car, so it was easy to find.

Xu Qingwu opened the car door and got in.

Yao Wei greeted her: "Hello, ma'am."

"Hello, Assistant Yao."

Xu Qingwu politely responded and sat down next to Cen Xihuai.

There was a pleasant scent of black crow leaves, even though it was very faint, Xu Qingwu could still smell it.

Xu Qingwu had allergic rhinitis, but her sense of smell was particularly sharp. She moved to the right without leaving any trace and lowered the car window to the width of a fingertip.

Xu Qingwu felt that she and Cen Xihuai needed to supplement their conversation yesterday.

But not now, there are other people in the car.

Cen Xihuai asked Yao Wei to lower the partition, turning the back seat into a private space suitable for the two of them to talk.

"Assistant Yao can't hear us."

Xu Qingwu was surprised at his overly sharp insight, which she thought was not obvious.

Xu Qingwu doesn't like to hide things. She has no interest in Cen Xihuai's love history. She also told him yesterday that he could divorce her if he found someone he liked, but he himself said that he would not divorce.

But today she realized that she seemed to have missed something very important.

Perhaps for successful men like them, love and sex are separate. Cen Xihuai is unwilling to divorce, perhaps just because he doesn't want his interests to be harmed. Xu Qingwu has never thought about whether he might have another woman outside and have a relationship with her.

Xu Qingwu said bluntly: "We talked about getting along after marriage yesterday, and I want to clarify one thing with you."

"you say?"

"If we need to have sex twice a week, then I won't allow you to have sex with other women. Of course, we can also maintain a nominal husband-and-wife relationship, and I won't interfere with you finding someone else."

Xu Qingwu added, "This is for my health. Chaotic relationships between men and women can easily lead to illness."

"I can guarantee one thing about this marriage." Cen Xihuai looked into her eyes without avoiding them. "Cen Xihuai is absolutely loyal to Xu Qingwu."

Cen Xihuai has a pair of affectionate eyes and narrow, long double eyelids. In the business world, he looks deep and oppressive, like a beast waiting for an opportunity in the jungle.

But when he softened, his eyes took on the illusion of affection, as the saying goes, even dogs are affectionate.

If it weren't for a gust of wind, Xu Qingwu would have almost been bewitched by him.

Cen Xihuai took the initiative to explain: "The woman you met was my former marriage partner."

"Oh." Sure enough, the relationship was not pure.

"We've only met privately a few times for business cooperation. I told her today that I'm married, but she didn't believe it."

"Oh." Still in touch.

"So I invited her to our wedding in three months."

"Oh..." Xu Qingwu was surprised, "Ah?"

"seeing is believing."

"Okay..."

Things that sound outrageous become very reasonable when you put the three words "Cen Xihuai" on them.

The worrying thing was solved smoothly, and Xu Qingwu realized belatedly the destination of their trip.

Cen Xihuai brought a lot of gifts when he came to the Shen family. Now she has nothing in her hands, so it is not appropriate for her to go to the Cen family.

Cen Xihuai told her to relax, he was ready.

Cen Xihuai is the youngest in the family, with two older brothers and an older sister. His eldest brother's family is Cen Yue's, and his second brother's family is Cen Du's. His sister is a few years older than him.

Cen Xihuai's parents and Cen Yue's parents live together in the old house. Because of Cen Yue, Xu Qingwu has visited the Cen family's old house several times.

As Xu Qingwu approached the familiar old house of the Cen family, he became nervous.

After all, there has been a major change in identity.

Because Cen Xihuai was going to bring back his new wife, most of the Cen family's main family and close branches were there, and there were also many people Qingwu didn't know.

Cen Yue held her husband Qi Yan's arm and winked at her.

Becoming the focus of everyone's attention and being watched by everyone, Xu Qingwu felt that this was simply a hell.

Fortunately, Cen Xihuai has a high status. Except for the elders, others are afraid to meet his eyes, just like rabbits seeing a tiger.

Xu Qingwu and Cen Xihuai called for help.

Grandpa Cen became dad, Grandma Cen became mom, Uncle Cen became the eldest brother, Aunt Cen became the eldest sister-in-law, and even Cen Yue became the little niece. She really felt a little awkward.

Fortunately, the fee for changing one’s name is generous, and each elder is given a card with the password on the back of the card.

After a polite greeting, Cen Yue came to her rescue and said that she wanted to go to the room to talk with her aunt and exchange feelings.

Xu Qingwu felt that her decision was correct. Sometimes it is more convenient to be a family with your best friend.

Looking at her best friend's rosy little face, Xu Qingwu asked her, "Have you reconciled with Qi Yan?"

"More or less. We grew up together and he knows how to control me best."

"You guys are manipulating each other."

Cen Yue and Qi Yan are childhood sweethearts. After more than 20 years of quarreling and playing together, they finally got married. In the wealthy circle, people pay attention to matching social status and coexisting interests. Marrying the person you love is harder than winning the lottery.

Even if she no longer had any hope for love, Xu Qingwu would still envy them.

Xu Qingwu and Cen Yue stayed in the room until dinner was served, and they happened to see Cen Du, the marriage partner that Xu Qingwu had mistaken for her.

Cen Yue laughed at her softly, "Almost your husband."

Xu Qingwu glanced at Cen Xihuai guiltily, wanting to cover Cen Yue's mouth: "Don't hurt me."

Cen Yue took advantage of the situation and said, "Accompany Xiaoxiao and me to the Xiangshan Ao concert this weekend."

Xu Qingwu still remembered the agreement she had made with Cen Xihuai yesterday: "Saturday is fine, but Sunday is not."

"Why?"

"Dating your uncle."

“…Awesome.”

The two walked down, and Cen Yue kicked Cen Du in disgust: "Call me little aunt."

Cen Du recognized Xu Qingwu as the beautiful woman whom he had approached unsuccessfully in the bar before. He looked at Cen Xihuai in surprise, and when he saw that Cen Xihuai did not deny it, he politely called Xu Qingwu.

He looks so well behaved, far different from the playboy in the bar.

The family sat down, ate and chatted, and everyone's topic was the newlyweds.

Those who asked about Xu Qingwu's work, the wedding date, and having children were all coldly ended by Cen Xihuai with just a few words.

Cen Yue's mother laughed and said, "At first, Qingwu thought it was a marriage alliance with Xiaodu..."

Xu Qingwu's chopsticks stopped in mid-air, and Cen Yue was so scared that she quickly interrupted her mother who spoke without restraint when she drank.

Cen Xihuai finally understood the meaning of the word "coincidence" when Xu Qingwu said it was a coincidence during the marriage examination. He raised his eyelids and looked at Cen Du beside him calmly, and said slowly: "Really?"

Cen Du pointed at himself, looking innocent as if he had been affected for no reason: "Ah, me?"