Chapter 2
Qin Su was unaware that the name she left behind had already broken the hearts of two young men in the throes of first love.
After she got off the plane, she put on sunglasses and tilted her head slightly to her left shoulder as she walked.
A snow-white cat perched on her shoulder, invisible to outsiders, but accessible only to Qin Su.
"Tong'er, how are you feeling?"
The system rubbed against her with its soft, long fur, looking both adorable and innocent.
"Don't worry, Su Su, I'm adapting well. But I just checked, Ye Yan didn't come; it was his assistant, Ding Bo, who came."
Qin Su chuckled: "I knew he wouldn't come."
The cat wagged its tail: "Since Su Su knew he wouldn't come, why did she send him a message yesterday asking him to come?"
Qin Su smiled and said, "To train the dog."
The cat didn't understand and asked, still confused, "Where's the dog?"
Qin Su smiled and nodded: "This is not something a child should be curious about."
She communicates with the system using her thoughts, which others cannot hear or see, but she inevitably reveals a hint of a smile in her words and actions, exuding an indescribable charm.
The usually hurried crowds moved slowly as a result, with many people looking at her either openly or furtively.
Qin Su was already strikingly beautiful, but today she was wearing a red halter dress, making her even more dazzling under the bright lights of the airport terminal.
Some unsuspecting passersby even mistook her for a newly debuted female celebrity and secretly took photos with their phones.
With a snap of the flash, Qin Su turned her head at the sound.
Sunglasses covered most of her face, revealing only her plump nose and glossy, light red lips, which were naturally pouty like flower buds waiting to be picked.
Her chin is delicate and small, extending down to her neck and shoulders in a beautiful curve that would impress any artist.
The girl taking the photos is a fan of celebrities; she has many idols and is essentially a sucker for good looks.
She knew all the good-looking celebrities in the entertainment industry like the back of her hand, and instantly realized that Qin Su was not a celebrity—it was impossible for a celebrity to be so beautiful and not be famous.
But Qin Su's temperament was so unique, her vibrant and alluring charm made her want to take a picture to preserve it.
At this moment, Qin Su looked over, and she froze on the spot, at a loss. More than being scolded, she was worried that Qin Su would make her delete the photos.
Qin Su looked at her for two seconds, fiddled with her phone for a moment, and then suddenly walked up to her: "Were you taking pictures of me just now?"
The girl stared at her blankly: "..."
Her mind went blank. The first thought that popped into her head was, "Holy crap! So beautiful!" The second thought was, "So even the most beautiful woman smells wonderful, oh my god, she smells so good!"
Her mind was racing with all sorts of thoughts, and she hesitated for a moment before saying, "Ah...yes, yes."
What should I do? Is the beautiful woman angry? Is it too late for her to apologize?
Qin Su: "Can I take a look?"
Sure enough... wait? What? The beauty didn't criticize her?
The girl felt that things were not going the way they expected, and nervously showed Qin Su the photos she had just taken.
Qin Su zoomed in on each photo and looked at them one by one, a slight smile appearing on her lips.
"The photos are great, but if you're going to post them online, please add a filter for me."
The girl was captivated by her laughter and stammered, "Okay, okay."
It wasn't until Qin Su had been gone for quite some time that she realized what had happened.
Huh? Does the beautiful lady mean the photos can be posted online?
***
Qin Su carried her suitcase into a coffee shop, ordered a coffee, and sat in a corner to slowly drink it.
Half an hour later, Ding Bo called.
Qin Su pressed the answer button.
Ding Bo politely inquired on the other end of the phone, "Madam, Mr. Ye asked me to pick you up... Was your flight delayed?"
Qin Su: "No."
Ding Bo paused for a moment: "Was something holding you up?"
Qin Su: "No, not either."
Ding Bo: "And you are...?"
Instead of answering, Qin Su asked, "Where's Ye Yan? Didn't I tell him to come pick me up?"
Ding Bo hesitated for a moment.
For some reason, he felt that Qin Su's tone of voice was very different from before.
"Mr. Ye is busy with work at the company and can't get away for the time being, so he asked me to pick up his wife."
Qin Su said calmly, "I asked Ye Yan to pick me up. Are you Ye Yan?"
Ding Bo was stunned for two seconds.
He didn't expect Qin Su to ask such a question. It's just picking someone up at the airport, does it matter who picks them up?
He tried to explain, "Madam, I am Mr. Ye's assistant. It is my duty to pick you up on his behalf."
Qin Su said with a half-smile, "You came to pick me up in place of Ye Yan, so how about you become my husband in place of Ye Yan?"
Ding Bo was so startled that his voice rose an octave: "Madam!"
"If you can't, then don't talk about replacing me," Qin Su said lazily. "Have Ye Yan come pick me up."
After saying that, she hung up the phone without hesitation.
Ding Bo called her twice more, but she ignored him.
Having no other option, Ding Bo had to call Ye Yan.
While waiting for the call to connect, he gripped the steering wheel nervously.
He was Ye Yan's assistant, so he naturally had some knowledge of Ye Yan's marital status.
Ye Yan and Qin Su's marriage was a typical business arrangement. They had met once before getting married, spent half a year together after the wedding, and then Qin Su flew to Chongqing.
There was absolutely no affection between the two of them.
The rumors of a loving couple are just a show for the media.
After all, Ye Yan is the head of the Ye family, and his marriage also has certain commercial value. Good family relationships can make the Ye family's stock rise even higher.
Ding Bo didn't understand what Qin Su was thinking, or why she had become so strange after returning from being abroad for half a year.
But he understands Ye Yan.
Ye Yan treated this marriage purely as a business transaction; he had absolutely no feelings for Qin Su whatsoever.
Normally, Ding Bo wouldn't even bother making that call to Ye Yan, because he knew Ye Yan wouldn't even bother to answer.
But today is a special day. The Ye family is having a family banquet, the kind that is open to the media.
Ye Yan needs to maintain the facade of a loving relationship with Qin Su in front of the media.
...
Ye Yan was sitting in his office on the top floor of the Ye Group building, listening to the technical director report on recent work.
His phone rang, and when he glanced down at it, he saw it was Ding Bo calling. He then gestured for the call to stop.
The technical director immediately shut up.
When the call connected, Ding Bo quietly took a breath.
"Mr. Ye, there's been a slight mishap with Madam."
He quietly recounted the events to Ye Yan.
Although Ding Bo is good at handling work matters, it doesn't mean he's good at handling emotional entanglements.
Qin Su's words and actions baffled him, so he could only try to relay her words back to Ye Yan.
Of course, he didn't dare repeat the phrase "she'll be Ye Yan's husband."
Ye Yan frowned slightly: "She wants me to pick her up in person?"
Ding Bo: "...That's what Madam said."
Ye Yan fell silent.
Ding Bo's heart pounded with anxiety, and he secretly groaned in despair.
To be fair, Ye Yan's temper wasn't exactly good—in fact, very few of the privileged are truly gentle.
Oh no, will President Ye think he's done a bad job?
What on earth is Miss Qin up to? Now he's going to be implicated too.
After a long pause, Ye Yan said in a deep voice, "I understand."
Ding Bo was stunned.
He gripped his phone, wondering what "I understand" meant.
Does Mr. Ye mean he will come, or he won't?
Oh my god!
He couldn't understand a word the couple was saying.
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