Chapter 3: We got our marriage certificate; we are now a legally married couple!
Soft-legged shrimp.
These three words were like three resounding slaps to Lin Zihang's face.
His face, which he considered handsome, lost all color, turning pale and bluish-white, and finally turned an eggplant color.
"You... Su Wantang, you bitch!" He was furious and spoke recklessly.
Su Wantang didn't even bother to give him a glance, but buried her head deeper into Lu Jingyan's shoulder, looking like a little bird clinging to him, while her fingertips lightly traced his strong arm.
The greatest insult to this kind of person is to ignore them.
Lu Jingyan understood what she meant.
Under the sheet, his large hand, which hadn't moved at all, wrapped around her slightly cool small hand, his slender fingers forcefully squeezing between hers, their fingers intertwined tightly.
The palm was burning hot, with an irresistible force.
The next second, he sat up.
The thin blanket slipped off, revealing a powerful physique clad in a military vest. The vest was taut, outlining his mountain-like chest muscles and inverted triangle waistline, exuding an explosive sense of power.
Ignoring the stunned onlookers at the door, he bent down, picked up his military jacket precisely from the clothes scattered on the ground, unfolded it neatly, and draped it directly over Su Wantang's shoulders.
His oversized coat, still warm from his body and carrying a faint scent of soap, completely concealed the alluring spring sunshine.
"You! You all!" Su Zhenhong roared again, his fingers trembling, unable to finish his sentence after a long pause.
Lu Jingyan didn't even look at him.
He walked straight to the desk in the corner of the room, picked up the old black rotary dial telephone, inserted his well-defined knuckles into the dial, and turned it.
The "sizzle" sound was particularly jarring in the quiet room.
The call was answered quickly.
"Clear the area."
He only said two words, his voice not loud, but it sounded like it carried shards of ice.
Without a single wasted word, the call ended abruptly with a click.
This move left everyone dumbfounded.
Clear the area? Clear whose area?
The answer was revealed in less than a minute.
Two uniformed guards appeared at the doorway, their figures ramrod straight, their eyes sharp as knives. Without a word, they parted the crowd, stood at the door, and formed an impenetrable human wall with their arms outstretched.
Their movements were perfectly synchronized, exuding a fierce and ruthless aura.
The camera flashes that had been flashing incessantly just moments before all went out instantly. A few reporters, swept over by that gaze, felt a chill run from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads, and they almost dropped their cameras.
The entire corridor was completely silent.
"Su Wantang! Come out here! Explain yourself!" Lin Zihang roared unwillingly from behind the wall of people, his face contorted with rage. "What do I lack compared to this wild man? Why are you doing this to me!"
Su Yuting also realized that she was completely doomed today, so she quickly changed tactics and rushed to Su Zhenhong's side, crying so hard she could barely breathe: "Dad! Look at my sister! She must have been bewitched! We have to save her, we can't let her make another mistake!"
With Lu Jingyan's protection, Su Wantang slowly and methodically put on her dress.
She pulled her military coat tighter around her shoulders, walked barefoot on the soft carpet, and walked out of the room side by side with him.
"Commander Lu?" Among the reporters, an older, more knowledgeable one finally recognized something from the "two bars and two stars" on Lu Jingyan's shoulder insignia. He gasped and whispered to his companion.
"Wow, that's a lieutenant colonel! Such a young lieutenant colonel must be a big shot from Beijing!"
"The capital? Which Lu family?"
"Which other Lu family could it be!"
The intermittent whispers entered Su Zhenhong's ears like mosquitoes.
The anger on his face had vanished without a trace, replaced by extreme astonishment and the shrewd calculation typical of a businessman.
The Lu family of the capital...
His heart began to pound.
The two had already gotten into a military jeep parked in front of the hotel.
With a roar of the engine, like a wild beast awakening, the car sped away before the group of people at the door could react, kicking up a cloud of dust.
The car is not very spacious.
Su Wantang could clearly smell the masculine scent emanating from the man beside her, a mixture of faint sweat and soap, which was quite aggressive.
Without hesitation, she took out a red household registration booklet from her small bag and handed it over.
This was something the original owner had stolen from home long ago, originally intended as a surprise for Lin Zihang when they got married.
Now, it comes in handy.
“I need a husband, a strong backer, to help me get rid of the Su family and Lin Zihang.” Su Wantang got straight to the point, her voice cold and rational. “You need a wife to deal with last night’s accident and stop any possible rumors.”
She looked at his deep profile and said, "We'll each get what we need and make a deal. After we get married, I won't interfere in anything you do. If you need me to play along, I'll be there whenever you call. One year. After one year, if you feel it's not right, we'll get a divorce, and I won't bother you at all."
Lu Jingyan held the steering wheel with one hand, looking ahead, and did not answer immediately.
The atmosphere inside the car was somewhat tense.
Su Wantang's heart skipped a beat.
She wasn't afraid of his rejection; at worst, they could just break up and she'd find another way. However, there was no faster way to break the deadlock.
Lu Jingyan did not answer immediately, but simply looked at her quietly with his hawk-like eyes.
His gaze was so penetrating, as if it could see through all her pretenses.
Su Wantang met his gaze without fear, open and honest.
After a long while, his deep voice finally rang out in the carriage: "Not even a year."
Su Wantang's heart tightened.
Is he going to refuse?
"Divorce doesn't exist in my dictionary, Lu Jingyan's dictionary." He looked at her, each word firm and resolute, "Only widowhood exists."
Su Wantang chuckled, her eyes crinkling into crescents.
This man is truly domineering and unreasonable.
However, she likes it.
Lu Jingyan glanced at her in the rearview mirror. Her face, which had just been full of calculation and sharpness, was now smiling, with shallow dimples, making her look sweet and charming.
His Adam's apple bobbed, and he silently looked away.
The car was parked in front of the district civil affairs office.
There aren't many people handling business at this time.
The staff member was a middle-aged woman wearing glasses, who lazily raised her eyelids.
When Lu Jingyan handed in his military officer's ID, letter of introduction, and both of their household registration books, the older sister's hand visibly trembled.
She adjusted her glasses and carefully examined the dark green military officer's ID and the letter of introduction stamped with a bright red seal several times. She dared not be negligent in the slightest and her attitude underwent a complete 180-degree turn.
"Please wait a moment, it will be ready soon!"
She registered and filled out the forms with lightning speed, as if she were wound up like a clockwork toy.
Finally, with two loud "snap! snap!" sounds, the stamp was firmly applied.
Two brand-new, red marriage certificates, still smelling of ink, were handed to Su Wantang.
She reached out and took it.
The warm touch of the certificate was clearly felt on her fingertips.
Looking at the three characters "Lu Jingyan" and "Su Wantang" printed side by side, she felt somewhat dazed.
From this day forward, they are legally married.
In this unfamiliar world, she finally had a very solid support.
This time, Su Wantang is determined to live well, to live better than anyone else!
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