Chapter 5: Killing the Donkey
Although he was handsome and the two of them looked strange, the staff member was clearly experienced and very professional. They quickly asked, "Have you brought all your documents? Household registration booklet, ID card."
Jiang Yue took out their IDs.
"Do you have a registration photo?"
"No." Jiang Yue replied.
"Go over there and take pictures at the photo booth." The staff handed them a few pages of information and pointed them in the direction.
In her own world, Wen Yao's ID photo is very ugly. She has always had a wish, that is, when applying for a marriage certificate, she must go to a top photo studio to put on makeup, wear clothes, and take a very beautiful registration photo to redeem herself.
However……
"You two come closer."
This was the only thing the photographer said.
When she moved closer to the side and before she sat down properly, she heard a "click" and the photo was taken.
Soon the photos were in hand.
She wasn't particularly ugly, but...she looked miserable, as if she was taking a divorce photo.
What made people even more depressed was Jiang Yue next to her. He was dressed in a suit and tie, handsome and elegant, with a gentle and noble face, like a medieval gentleman. It didn't look like a photo taken in the Civil Affairs Bureau's studio at all, but more like a retouched photo for a magazine cover.
When the big red marriage certificate was handed to her, Wen Yao saw the divorced couple in front of her coming out from another window. The man sighed and said they had to wait another 30 days.
It is true that it is easy to get married but hard to get divorced.
After leaving the Civil Affairs Bureau, Jiang Yue opened the marriage certificate and raised the corners of his lips as he looked at the photo on it.
Wen Yao felt cold all over as she watched.
What is he laughing at?
Jiang Yue said in a relaxed tone, "Finally, I've seen a different plot. To be honest, I'm really looking forward to the next development of the story."
He had a high-spirited look on his face, as if he was full of confidence in the future and felt that he had made the right move.
Wen Yao was speechless. She was not looking forward to it at all. She wanted to go home.
"Do you have a system?" she asked suddenly.
Just now, she suddenly thought of something. As a supporting character, Jiang Yue had awakened. Did he have a system? Did the system tell him the rules of the game? For example, how could she return to her own world?
Jiang Yue looked at her scrutinizingly, then asked, "So what if I have it, so what if I don't?"
If there was a system, Jiang Yue might know how to get herself back, but even if he knew, would he tell her?
Of course not.
Wen Yao said calmly, "Nothing."
Jiang Yue didn't want to pay any more attention to her and walked straight to his luxury Lamborghini. "Wait here, a driver will come to pick you up. I have something else to do." After saying that, he unlocked the car.
Wen Yao took half a step and then retracted her leg.
He's like getting rid of the donkey after it's done its work. He just finished getting the certificate and he's too lazy to send me back.
She just stood there, watching him get into the car, start the car, and drive away, as if they were a pair of strangers who came to get a divorce.
Wen Yao waited in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau for more than ten minutes. Jiang Yue's driver, Lao Wu, came over. Looking at his appearance, Wen Yao could roughly guess his identity.
Jiang Yue has two drivers. One is an ordinary driver named Lao Wu, and the other is a driver hired by a bodyguard company at a high salary. He has various anti-tracking and anti-kidnapping driving stunts and is quite skilled. He usually only serves Jiang Yue.
The driver who picked her up was Lao Wu.
Wen Yao was taken back to Jiang Yue's villa by the driver, and Mrs. Chen told her that her room was on the first floor of the main building.
Hearing this, Wen Yao breathed a sigh of relief.
In her setting, Wu Yue’s villa is a European-style manor-like house, named Loman Manor.
There are several acres of lawn in front of the manor. The main body of the villa is a three-story main building and a two-story annex.
Most of the drivers, nannies, gardeners, etc. are in the annex building, while the bodyguards and Wu Yue himself are in the main building, which contains Wu Yue's study, bar, gym, swimming pool, etc.
His bedroom is on the top floor because he likes to get up early in the morning and go to the large terrace outside the bedroom to overlook the beautiful scenery below the villa, like an emperor admiring his beautiful country.
Since he arranged himself to stay on the first floor, it proved that he was not planning to live with her.
That's great.
After a delicious dinner, Wen Yao started thinking.
An hour later, she determined a guiding idea: if she wanted to find a way to go back, the only breakthrough was Jiang Yue, because it was Jiang Yue who asked her to come here.
If there is one person in this world who knows how to send her back, Jiang Yue must be that person.
But how to get Jiang Yue to tell her?
Forgive her for not being able to think of an answer to this difficult question.
In the end, she could only tell herself that since she was here, she should make the best of it, make plans before taking action, and proceed slowly.
I feel sleepy now, maybe I can think of a solution after a good sleep.
Then she heard a knock on the door.
Wen Yao came back to her senses from her daze, got out of bed to open the door, and then saw Jiang Yue outside.
Without saying a word, he walked into the room calmly and closed the door.
Wen Yao's heart tightened, and she immediately took a few steps back and asked sternly, "What are you doing?"
After saying that, he looked at a thin-necked vase in the room and immediately grabbed it, saying righteously, "I'm telling you, don't even think of using the excuse of fate binding to have physical contact with me. If you piss me off, I'll fight you to the death!"
Jiang Yue's face was slightly startled, and then he chuckled unexpectedly. This smile was not like the polite fake smile before, but showed some sincerity, as if he had encountered something really funny.
He seemed to be in a friendly mood, and then he said slowly: "You think too much, my taste is not that bad."
Hearing this, Wen Yao breathed a sigh of relief, but she felt something was wrong.
Before she could say anything, Jiang Yue continued, "I'm here to tell you that tomorrow you'll be meeting my grandfather as my wife. You should know that I value him very much. You'd better behave yourself and don't mess things up."
Wen Yao was still immersed in his contempt for her just now. Although she was a little angry, she had to pull her thoughts back and carefully recall Jiang Yue's grandfather.
Oh, that’s the male protagonist’s grandfather, Mr. Jiang.
Mr. Jiang is a positive character, but he is very traditional and strict.
In his early years, he valued family background and education, so he valued his eldest grandson Jiang Yue very much and trained him as his heir. Until this eldest grandson was broken off from engagement for having a night out with a female star, and then got drunk and flirted with his younger brother's wife at the wedding, and finally framed the male protagonist, married a female star, and took drugs, which gradually made Grandpa Jiang despair and completely gave up on him.
At this time, Jiang Yue had just been divorced by the heroine Lu Wan because of the "hotel photos" he took with a female star.
In other words, Mr. Jiang was angry with Jiang Yue, but he was not disappointed yet.
Now that Jiang Yue had suddenly married a commoner woman out of nowhere, what would Old Master Jiang think? He certainly wouldn't be too happy, and he wouldn't think too highly of himself.
After all, Mr. Jiang likes a noble and wealthy lady like the heroine.
Wen Yao sat down on the sofa in the room and said nonchalantly, "How do you think I performed better? Let me be clear. As you know, I'm just a romance novel writer. I don't come from a wealthy family, nor do I have a high degree of education or talent. From what you saw, this is already my best performance."
Jiang Yue replied, "I understand all this. Just try to behave as well as possible. Remember what I say next."
"Five days ago, I dropped my wallet at the door of the convenience store on Juhui Road. You picked it up by chance and waited for three hours at the door to find the owner. It was past ten o'clock in the evening when I finally went to look for my wallet, and you returned it to me.
"Then I offered you a reward, but you refused. I happened to be in a bad mood, so I asked you to have a drink with me. You agreed out of concern. We then exchanged contact information and it felt like we had met too late. A month later, I proposed to you, and you agreed, so we quickly got a marriage certificate."
Wen Yao:......
"Don't you think this plot is a bit corny?" she couldn't help but ask.
For a novelist, it is really unbearable to see such a tacky plot. Stories from ten years ago were not written like this, right?
Jiang Yue's expression showed displeasure, as if he was still not convinced.
Wen Yao said, "And the logic is flawed. Think about it, my character is supposed to be a kind, well-behaved, and sensible girl. If a girl like that is invited to drink by a strange man, would she really go? Even if she says it's out of concern, that's a bit stupid, right? Besides, you don't look like a good person."
Receiving the comment of "not looking like a good person," Jiang Yue pulled the corner of his mouth with a forced smile and asked her, "Then what good suggestions do you have?"
Wen Yao immediately answered this question within her field of expertise: "Otherwise, you must pay me. I can't refuse, so I have to say, go to the milk tea shop next door and buy me a cup of milk tea.
"You bought a milk tea, and when you saw me smiling while holding the milk tea, you couldn't help but be moved, so you bought a cup of milk tea too.
"We sat on the rattan chairs outside the milk tea shop and drank milk tea. Just like that, you couldn't help but be moved. You came out of your low mood, got married with me, and were ready to start your new life."
Jiang Yue looked down on Wen Yao's identity as a writer of third-rate romance novels. He couldn't understand what was so good about milk tea, and he didn't understand why a good man would fall in love with a woman who loved milk tea. But he had to admit that her version of the story was more logical than his own.
And compared to bar girls, grandpa should be more accepting of milk tea girls.
"Then let's do as you say." He spoke reluctantly. "As for the rest, your education, family background, and friendships, just follow your own instructions. Just tell me the important information."
Mr. Jiang wouldn't ask about such details in detail, but he might ask.
Wen Yao told Jiang Yue that she had a father who drove a taxi, a mother who worked as a cashier, and a younger brother who was in college. She felt like crying as she spoke, but she held it back in front of Jiang Yue.
Jiang Yue didn't care about her emotions. After asking about the general situation, he turned around and left the room.
Wen Yao didn’t know if she could go back, nor did she know what she had become in her own world at this moment.
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