Is it hard to chase the school beauty?It doesn't matter, she still has roommates

"See, isn't that it?"

"Yihan, you can't miss out on a good man like Qin Luo!"

Auntie patted Chen Yihan's hand, her eyes crinkling into slits with laughter.

"I've been a matchmaker for twenty years, and I've never seen such a down-to-earth young man."

Chen Yihan lowered her head, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes.

The living room was filled with the Chen family. The father, Chen Baoshun, sat in the main seat, while the mother peeled an apple beside him. The sixth aunt and the third aunt flanked her on either side, as if afraid she would run away.

"That's it."

Aunt Liu picked up the conversation, gesturing in the air with her fingers painted with bright red nail polish.

"Qin Luo is handsome, successful, and drives a Land Rover that isn't cheap. Most importantly, he's devoted to you. Where can you find a man like that?"

Chen Yihan's throat tightened.

She had only known Qin Luo for less than ten days, and the so-called "dating for more than a year" was a lie she made up to appease her family's pressure to get married.

Who knew that this "boyfriend" who was temporarily brought in to act would be so popular? Now the whole family considers him a perfect son-in-law.

"I think it's too sudden."

Chen Yihan's voice is as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

"Marriage is a big deal; it takes time to prepare."

"What are you preparing for?"

Third Aunt slapped her thigh.

"You're living together now, what's the difference between that and being married? It's just a piece of paper!"

Chen Yihan's cheeks flushed.

She and Qin Luo were indeed "living together." To make the act more realistic, Qin Luo had been sleeping in her guest room for the past few days.

But in their family's eyes, their relationship was already a fait accompli.

"My daughter."

The father, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke, his voice heavy.

"You're already twenty-eight this year, if you keep dragging this on..."

"dad!"

Chen Yihan looked up abruptly, met her father's worried gaze, and softened again.

"I know you mean well, but..."

"But what but!"

Aunt Liu interrupted her.

"Do you know how sought-after good men are these days? You'll be crying when Qin Luo gets snatched away by another woman!"

Chen Yihan bit her lower lip.

She secretly glanced towards the stairs. Qin Luo had just said he was going upstairs to get something, so he should be able to hear the conversation downstairs now.

He was the one who orchestrated this mess, and now she has to face the pressure from her whole family to get married all by herself.

"Implication".

The mother put down the fruit knife and spoke earnestly.

"The whole family had a meeting yesterday and unanimously agreed that Qin Luo is a reliable young man. Since your relationship is stable, it's best to get things done sooner rather than later, so we can feel at ease."

Chen Yihan felt a sense of suffocation.

A family meeting? So she was the only one kept in the dark? She opened her mouth, but didn't know how to refute it.

She couldn't very well admit on the spot that her relationship with Qin Luo was fake, could she? Her father had a heart condition; if he found out he'd been deceived, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"I need to think about it some more."

She managed to squeeze out a sentence.

"What are you considering!"

Third Aunt raised her voice eight octaves.

"You need a straight answer today!"

Chen Yihan's eyes reddened, and her fingers dug into her palms.

Just when they were caught in this dilemma, the father suddenly clutched his chest, his face turning deathly pale.

"dad!"

She stood up in a panic.

"Old Chen!"

The mother also panicked.

"Where's the medicine? Get the medicine now!"

There was chaos in the living room.

Chen Yihan hurriedly pulled out a nitroglycerin pill from her father's pocket and fed it to him.

Her father weakly grasped her hand, his breath barely audible.

"Yihan, this is the only wish your father has."

Chen Yihan burst into tears.

She knew her father was putting on an act; he had been using this tactic for over a decade, and every time he forced her to do something she didn't want to do, she would "have a heart attack."

Even so, she dared not take the risk.

"I promise, I promise, okay?"

She choked up as she spoke.

"Please don't get agitated."

Father's breathing immediately became much calmer, and Third Aunt and Sixth Aunt exchanged a victorious look.

"However, I need to discuss this with Qin Luo first."

Chen Yi-han added, wiping away her tears.

"What to discuss?"

A clear male voice came from the stairs.

Qin Luo walked slowly downstairs, the sleeves of his white shirt rolled up to his elbows, revealing his muscular forearms.

His face held just the right amount of confusion, as if he truly had no idea what had just happened.

Chen Yihan glared at him, inwardly cursing the culprit for pretending to be innocent.

If it weren't for his excellent acting skills, which perfectly portrayed the "perfect boyfriend," his family wouldn't have been so eager to pressure him into marriage.

"Qin Luo."

Third Aunt greeted us warmly.

"We were just talking about your marriage to Yihan!"

Qin Luo walked to Chen Yihan's side and naturally put his arm around her shoulder.

Chen Yi-han's body stiffened, but she couldn't dodge and had to continue acting.

"marriage?"

Qin Luo raised an eyebrow and looked down at Chen Yihan.

"So sudden?"

Chen Yihan saw the mockery in his eyes and pinched him in anger.

Qin Luo remained expressionless, but retaliated by squeezing her shoulder.

"Not suddenly, not suddenly."

Aunt Liu laughed so hard her eyes disappeared from her grin.

"You've been together for over a year, it's time to get married."

Qin Luo nodded, his expression serious.

"Actually, I really want to marry Yihan."

Chen Yihan suddenly turned to look at him. Was this acting going too far?
"but."

Qin Luo changed the subject.

"I'm two months shy of turning 22 on my ID card, so I'm not old enough to get married."

"what?"

Third Aunt exclaimed in surprise.

"You're not even twenty-two yet?"

Qin Luo took out his ID card from his wallet and handed it to his third aunt.

"You see, I was born in December."

An uproar erupted in the living room.

Chen Yihan was also stunned. She had no idea that Qin Luo was so young.

No wonder his skin is so good, there aren't even any fine lines around his eyes.

"What should we do?"

The mother looked at the father with a troubled expression.

The father's expression was uncertain, clearly not expecting this turn of events.

Third Aunt and Sixth Aunt huddled together whispering, occasionally casting scrutinizing glances, as if assessing the veracity of Qin Luo's words.

"but."

Qin Luo broke the silence.

“We can get engaged first. This is in accordance with the law and will also put your parents at ease.”

Chen Yihan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Engagement is better than marriage; at least there's room for maneuver.

But strangely, a sense of inexplicable loss welled up in her heart.

"It can only be the."

The father finally spoke, his tone strained.

"Then let's set it for the day after tomorrow, October 6th, and have an engagement banquet at home."

That's how it was settled.

For the next two days, the Chen family was extremely busy.

Third Aunt was in charge of buying wedding candy, Sixth Aunt was in charge of arranging new clothes, Mother was busy drafting the menu, and Father was in charge of decorating the living room.

Qin Luo was surprisingly diligent, driving his black Land Rover back and forth between the county town and the village, transporting various supplies.

Looking at his sweat-drenched back, Chen Yihan felt a mix of emotions.

"Why are you dazed?"

Qin Luo shoved a case of drinks into her hands.

"Take it to the kitchen." Chen Yihan took the box, her fingertips accidentally touching his hand, and she pulled back as if she had been electrocuted.

Qin Luo gave her a half-smile, then turned around and went to move other things.

As night fell, the busy work finally came to an end.

After taking a shower, Chen Yihan walked out of the bathroom wearing loose pajamas, her wet hair draped over her shoulders.

She saw Qin Luo sitting on the living room sofa, rubbing his temples wearily.

"tired?"

she asked softly.

Qin Luo opened his eyes and his gaze lingered on her for a moment.

Her loose pajamas couldn't hide her beautiful curves, and water droplets from her hair fell onto her collarbone, slowly sliding into the depths of her collar.

"come over."

His voice was deep.

Chen Yihan hesitated for a moment, but still walked over.

Qin Luo pulled her into his arms, buried his nose in the crook of her neck, and took a deep breath.

"What are you doing"

She tried to refuse, but her voice was incredibly soft.

"It smells good."

Qin Luo's hands wandered restlessly, slowly moving upwards from her waist.

Chen Yihan's heart was pounding, but she still firmly pushed him away.

"no."

"why?"

Qin Luo raised an eyebrow.

"After tomorrow, you will be my fiancée."

"That's not OK!"

With a blush, Chen Yihan took out a small, square box from her handbag.

"Unless...unless you use this."

After Qin Luo saw what it was, he chuckled softly.

"When did you buy it?"

"During the day, at the supermarket in the county town."

Chen Yihan's ears were burning.

"The way the cashier looked at me was so embarrassing."

Qin Luo took the box and played with it in his hands.

Are you that afraid of getting pregnant?

"nonsense!"

Chen Yihan glared at him.

"We're not really..."

She suddenly stopped talking halfway through.

If she really had a child, what would become of her relationship with Qin Luo? This thought sent a shiver down her spine.

Qin Luo keenly noticed her change in mood, and his gaze softened.

"Put it on for me?"

"you!"

Chen Yihan punched him in embarrassment and anger.

"do it yourself!"

"It's only natural for a fiancée to help her fiancé."

Qin Luo grinned mischievously and shoved the box back into her hand.

Chen Yihan bit her lower lip, but finally tore open the packaging.

Her fingers trembled slightly as she took out the thin, transparent object, almost dropping it to the ground.

Qin Luo watched her flustered state with a calm and collected expression, his eyes full of doting affection.

When Chen Yihan finally walked up to him with a blush on her face, he gently took her wrist.

The next morning, sunlight streamed into the room through the gaps in the curtains. Qin Luo slowly opened his eyes and found that Chen Yihan was using his arm as a pillow.

She had already woken up and was gazing at him intently, her eyes filled with tenderness.

"Have you seen enough?"

Qin Luo's lips curled into a wicked smile, his voice still hoarse from the early morning.

Chen Yihan's face turned red instantly, and she tried to dodge like a frightened little rabbit, but Qin Luo pulled her into his arms.

Their bodies were pressed tightly together, and she could clearly feel his strong chest and powerful heartbeat.

"I just think you're beautiful."

Chen Yihan mumbled softly, burying her face in the crook of his neck, breathing in his unique scent.

Qin Luo chuckled softly, lifted her chin, and gave her a long, tender morning kiss.

Chen Yihan responded awkwardly, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it was going to burst out of her chest.

Since that night when she gave herself completely to this man, she found herself increasingly unable to resist his charm.

"Remember, we're going to the county town to buy our engagement clothes today."

Qin Luo gently bit her earlobe, causing her to tremble slightly.

"Ah."

Chen Yihan nodded, but a bitter feeling welled up in her heart.

She knew that Qin Luo could not belong to her alone. These sweet moments were like stolen happiness, and she had to cherish every minute and every second.

The two got up and washed up. Chen's mother had already prepared a simple breakfast of porridge, pickled vegetables, and homemade steamed buns.

Qin Luo ate with great relish, praising the food repeatedly, which made Chen's mother beam with joy.

"Mom, Qin Luo and I are going to the county town to buy clothes. We might not be back for lunch."

Chen Yihan said while clearing away the dishes.

"Go ahead, pick out a few more nice ones."

Chen's mother looked at the perfect couple with a smile, becoming more and more satisfied with the sight.

As soon as they stepped out of the courtyard, the two heard a heated argument coming from not far away.

Chen Baoshun was confronting a portly middle-aged man, who was none other than Old Li, the village's famous cook.

"Fatty Li, what do you mean by this? Yesterday it was three thousand, how come it's five thousand today?"

Chen Baoshun was so angry that his face turned red and his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

Old Li, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, looked disdainful.

"Brother Chen, prices are rising now, and labor costs are high too. Let's talk about it later."

He glanced sideways at Chen Yihan and Qin Luo as they approached, and deliberately raised his voice.

"Haven't your family climbed the social ladder now? What's this little bit of money? Yihan can earn it back by sleeping with him for a few nights, right?"

"You fart!"

Chen Baoshun roared and was about to rush forward.

Qin Luo was faster than him.

A dark shadow flashed by, and Old Li received a heavy slap across the face. His obese body staggered back a few steps, and he sat down on the ground with blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

“If I hear you insult Yihan by even one more word, I’ll make sure you never speak again.”

Qin Luo's voice wasn't loud, but it was as cold as ice, and his eyes were as sharp as knives.

Old Li covered his face, both shocked and furious.

"You...you dare hit me? Do you know what my son and son-in-law do?"

"Oh?"

Qin Luo raised an eyebrow, his tone laced with disdain.

"I'd like to see for myself."

Old Li scrambled to his feet, retreating while hurling threats.

"Don't even think about hosting a banquet for the Chen family! Let's see who dares to accept it!"

After saying that, he took out his phone and made a call.

Less than ten minutes later, two young men arrived menacingly, one carrying a shovel and the other a wooden stick.

"Dad, who hit you?"

The tall young man asked angrily.

Old Li pointed at Qin Luo.

"That's him! Beat him to death!"

Without saying a word, the two rushed forward, causing the onlookers to gasp in surprise.

Qin Luo stood still, motionless, until the shovel was about to hit his head, at which point he struck with lightning speed.

"boom!"

"Crack!"

Qin Luo grabbed the shovel with one hand and broke it in two with a gentle twist.

Before the young man with the wooden stick could react, he was kicked three meters away and lay on the ground groaning.

"Who else?"

Qin Luo coldly swept his gaze around, and wherever his eyes fell, the villagers all lowered their heads.

The Li family was completely dumbfounded, and they sheepishly helped the two injured people up and fled.

The villagers were buzzing with speculation, all guessing Qin Luo's identity.

"This young man is incredibly skilled!"

"He's definitely not an ordinary person; look at his aura."

"The Chen family has really struck gold this time."

Just then, the roar of a car engine came from the village entrance.

Everyone turned around and saw a convoy slowly approaching.

Leading the way was a black Mercedes-Benz S-Class, followed by a luxury minibus and two vans bearing the "Yipinxuan" logo.

The convoy stopped in front of the Chen family's house. The door of a Mercedes opened, and a middle-aged man in a suit strode out, followed by more than a dozen people dressed in white chef's uniforms. (End of Chapter)