The entire page is a close-up image that is so clear it's almost deliberate.

The photo was enlarged, the background was darkened, leaving only the figures with clear light and shadow.

It was clearly a carefully selected front page.

This is enough to show the significance and impact of this engagement news.

It's been about a year and a half, hasn't it?

Maybe longer...

Chu Wuyang thought in a daze—

She hadn't looked at that face closely in a long time.

That face was so familiar that I could draw it with my eyes closed.

It was only after Jingmin left that she suddenly realized she hadn't even kept a single photo of him.

They didn't even take wedding photos.

She also remembered that the "wedding photo" hastily displayed at the wedding was a composite image created on the spot.

They couldn't even make eye contact.

Her eyes were glued to the screen.

The man in the photo was as handsome as ever, even more aloof than I remembered.

He possessed an elegant demeanor, yet his eyes remained indifferent.

Her pale skin resembled a pine tree after a snowfall, serene and aloof.

He was wearing his usual black suit, but for some reason, he seemed completely unfamiliar to her.

She tried her best to find even the slightest change.

Then… she realized it.

It's hair.

His hair color changed?

Although the photo may have been filtered, his hair color is noticeably lighter than when he's wearing a black suit; it's more of a chestnut brown.

But it's deeper and colder, and it's hard to pinpoint exactly what color it is.

She stared at the screen without moving, as if watching a silent farewell.

Yang Jin, seeing her expression freeze, casually shrunk the page and said lightly,

"Don't you see his fiancée beside him?"

His tone was gentle, as if it were a casual reminder.

The woman's full image immediately appeared on the screen.

In an instant, Jing Min in the photo seemed to be distanced, clearly standing next to another woman.

The woman in the photo is standing next to Jing Min; she is slender with a light complexion.

She wore a white mermaid wedding dress, her shoulders and neck exposed, her figure elegant, unlike the traditionally reserved and conservative noblewomen of the emirate.

Instead, it resembles a unique style born from a blend of Western courtly elegance and desert wealth, with striking and noble features.

Even though a thin veil covered most of her face, you could still tell from the exposed outline that her features were extremely delicate.

His eyebrows and eyes were slightly dark, and his eyes were distinctly heterochromatic, like a sunset encased in amber—distant, radiant.

The two of them standing together exuded an indescribable harmony and compatibility.

Chu Wuyang remained seated, but slowly placed the coffee cup back on the table, making a very soft porcelain sound.

She didn't blink, her gaze inch by inch, peeling away the layers like silk.

Until she noticed—

A woman's hair color.

It's exactly the same as Jingmin's.

That wasn't a post-production color grading issue, nor was it a lighting problem.

They are all deep brown with a subtle chestnut sheen; the colors are not vibrant, but rather understated and subtle.

The only slight difference is that, perhaps due to her position, the woman has noticeable white highlights on the top of her head.

Not many, but noticeable nonetheless.

A woman's hair color is definitely determined by genetics.

It's obvious.

Jingmin, however, is not.

Chu Wuyang subtly tilted her head, but her gaze fell precisely on the slightly curled ends of the man's hair at his temple.

Sure enough, there were some.

A faint, light-colored line is hidden among the dark hair, almost imperceptible unless you look closely.

It's not faded, nor is it lighter than my natural hair color.

More like—

A few strands of white hair that were deliberately dyed.

Her gaze froze, as if a word had suddenly grabbed her breath.

Is it "the wife leads and the husband follows"?

Is this a traditional pose for a certain engagement ceremony in a chiefdom?

Or... was it a secret code they used to communicate with each other?

Will you grow old together in love?

"It's quite a coincidence,"

Yang Jinchu put down his cup.

"Her name is Mo Sangyu. Her father is a royal from a chiefdom, and her mother is a Chinese noblewoman. She took her mother's surname."

"I heard that back when Grandpa Jin was still alive, he had already chosen her as Jingmin's future wife."

Chu Wuyang's fingertips gently caressed the rim of the cup.

That's quite a coincidence.

What is lost on one front is gained on another.

Don't say that the sun is setting...

"After the sudden passing of Mr. Jin, Jing Min was isolated and helpless in the Jin family, and even faced expulsion and assassination at one point."

"At that time, many people avoided him like the plague, but this Mo Sangyu... took the initiative to get close to him. Even when her family strongly opposed it because they thought Jing Min had no chance of winning, she still insisted on continuing the engagement and being willing to live and die with him."

Yang Jin paused for a moment, but saw that Chu Wuyang had her eyes downcast and remained silent without any response.

He sighed softly, as if he didn't want her to overthink things.

"The Kim family is still in a period of turmoil, but after such a long period of internal strife, many core members have been purged... so this storm is nearing its end,"

"However, before the curtain falls, all the fighting will only become more intense and more silent."

"Members who want to save their lives, gain a foothold in the short term, or even compete for the position of family head will almost always do one thing: find allies and seek outside help."

As he spoke, his gaze toward her was ambiguous.

"And marriage is the safest way to form an alliance."

"Jingmin is not the only one who did this."

Even Jin Qilin and Jin Bolin, who were long ago excluded from the core of power... have now entered into marriages just to save their lives.

In fact, Chu Wuyang had considered the possibility of Jing Min marrying into the family.

She had foreseen this even when Mr. Jin was still alive.

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