After hitting the Rolls-Royce, the top-tier green tea started fishing.

Ruan Zhining was indeed a little shocked.

She typed: "Ah, I'm a little shocked, haha ​​(people often use 'haha' to brush off awkwardness), um, did Premier Wen just announce this?"

Jiang Linfeng: [Yeah, I'm having dinner with some of my brothers. Ayan just told us.]

Jiang Linfeng was indeed not lying.

An hour ago, the brothers had a get-together. In fact, Wen Chongyan hadn't attended such a gathering for three months.

Nobody knows what he's been busy with for the past three months. He's nowhere to be seen in the evenings and on weekends, and when asked if he's out, he just says he's busy.

What could possibly happen in this situation? It's just about spending time with women.

Cheng Che asked, "Last time I saw you taking a woman to look at apartments in Yilan Mansion, were you with that woman? You were even wearing your suit, and those legs were amazing."

Jiang Linfeng said, "Zhi Ning also lives in Yi Lan Mansion. I've been to her apartment so many times, but I haven't seen any stunning beauties."

Wen Chongyan sat there playing with his wine glass. Hearing this, he glanced at Jiang Linfeng, and as if remembering something, he frowned unhappily and suddenly said:

"I might be getting married."

These words were actually spoken to Jiang Linfeng.

But everyone was shocked.

Pei Xueye nearly dropped her wine glass. "Holy crap, really?"

Although Pei Xueye asked the question, Wen Chongyan still looked at Jiang Linfeng and said, "Well, you could say I was forced into marriage. There was no other way, so I just got married casually."

?

Jiang Linfeng was shocked. "A woman could force you to marry her?"

Wen Chongyan raised his chin slightly, looking at him arrogantly, "Yes, she really wants to marry me."

This is practically an official announcement.

If Wen Chongyan could say such things in front of his closest friends, then the marriage is definitely happening.

Ironically, of the four brothers, only Wen Chongyan is a staunch non-marriage advocate—and only Wen Chongyan has never been in a relationship, and has almost no female friends.

He is now the first of the four to get married.

Everyone was in an uproar.

It was at this moment that Ruan Zhining sent the message.

When Jiang Linfeng said that Wen Chongyan had just announced his marriage, her first reaction was shock. So fast? It's only been less than a month, and he's already getting married in a flash?

My second reaction was relief; thankfully she left quickly, otherwise she might have been driven away by her arranged marriage partner, or even become a mistress.

However, since Wen Chongyan is getting married, he definitely won't look for her anymore, let alone ask her for her money back—after all, keeping a canary isn't exactly a respectable thing.

Ruan Zhining switched to Wen Chongyan's chat window and realized that Wen Chongyan had sent her a message even though she hadn't logged in for several days.

A piece of yellow paper announcing an auspicious date for obtaining a marriage certificate—but the auspicious date was already half a month ago.

So, did he send it to her on purpose? To let her know he was getting his marriage certificate, so she would stop dreaming about him and bothering him?

That's...that's fantastic! Ruan Zhining felt a sudden sense of relief, as if a great weight had been lifted from her shoulders.

Her heart leaped with joy. At times like these, people are usually more inclined to help others.

Xiao Ruan Bu Ruan: [Congratulations, Mr. Wen! Lin Feng, you're a good man. You should find someone you like too. As for the past… we were just not meant to be. Now I'm getting married, so don't be all alone, okay?]

Jiang Linfeng: [Are you getting married?]

Xiao Ruan Bu Ruan: [Yes. My wedding date is set, it's coming up soon. Lin Feng, I don't want to see you unhappy. Promise me you'll also go out and meet new girls, okay?]

Jiang Linfeng's eyes turned sorrowful as he read these words.

Wen Chongyan sat to the side, looking at his childhood friend's useless appearance, and scoffed lightly.

How did Ruan Zhining come to fall for Jiang Linfeng in the first place? Perhaps she was young and didn't know how to make choices, but she gradually learned to discern men later on.

Then Jiang Linfeng said sadly, "Ayan, what a coincidence, Zhining just told me that she's getting married too."

Wen Chongyan paused, then suddenly lifted his eyelids. "She just told you that?"

Jiang Linfeng took a big gulp of wine. "Yeah, I heard it on WeChat. She hasn't updated her Moments in a long time. So... she's been preparing for her wedding."

Wen Chongyan didn't speak, his eyes showing a mixture of surprise and expectation.

Ruan Zhining actually told Jiang Linfeng on her own initiative.

That's normal. She was probably ecstatic to receive the marriage agreement he signed.

That's why I couldn't help but want to tell everyone.

After all, she was going to marry him, and she would inevitably have to attend various banquets in Beijing's social circles as "Mrs. Wen".

Or perhaps, she was deliberately using this to test his attitude?

Marrying a manipulative woman is such a hassle. Wen Chongyan felt he should start to regret it now.

But he told himself: after all, the agreement had already been sent out, and he couldn't be a man who broke his word.

So for the first time, he poured Jiang Linfeng a glass of wine, watching him drown his sorrows in alcohol, his eyes red and swollen, as he slurred, "Zhining, I... I'll always wait for you... I'd even be willing to be your mistress..."

What kind of talk is that?

That's such a disgrace to men. You're utterly useless.

Moreover, Jiang Linfeng would absolutely never have that opportunity.

A hint of disdain flashed in Wen Chongyan's eyes. Too lazy to care about his childhood friend's fate, he grabbed his coat and walked away coldly.

On the way back, Wen Chongyan opened his private WeChat, swiped casually, and saw Ruan Zhining's chat box.

Empty.

She clearly received the marriage agreement and told Jiang Linfeng that she was getting married—but she still didn't say a word to him.

Was it because he was too cold when she pressured him to marry her at the temple gate? Did she want him to take the initiative to contact her?

Wen Chongyan scoffed and put away his phone. Then he flipped through the list of pending matters handed to him by Assistant Shao.

He had five or six business trips to choose from. The last one was an invitation to preview a project from the Power Group.

The location is: Vancouver, Canada.

Wen Chongyan paused for a moment, then asked casually, "The last one, the date is next week?"

Assistant Shao said, "Yes. The Power Group aims to become a top global wedding brand, and this is their debut. They want to bring you on board, so they specifically invited you to come and see their capabilities for yourself."

wedding.

Wen Chongyan felt that he would be annoyed just hearing that word—when the wedding was held, he didn't know how Ruan Zhining would cause trouble and make a scene.

It's fine to go and take a look. But he's not going because of Ruan Zhining; it just so happens that they're both in Vancouver.

If she's lucky enough to run into him, he might give her some time to admit she shouldn't have run off and shouldn't have gone so far with him. Then he could bring her back.

The following day, Wen Chongyan unusually announced his itinerary to the public—he would be going to Vancouver on a business trip the following Wednesday.

He will depart from Beijing on a private plane early Wednesday morning, flying directly to Vancouver.

Upon landing, Wen Chongyan first met with people from the Power Group.

The other party had an older brother named Clay, who was the head of a local gang and received this top-level dignitary from China with great enthusiasm.

But Wen Chongyan showed little interest. He had no interest in the proposed yacht party with beautiful women and frowned upon hearing it.

After the meal, he left by car. Feeling a bit bored, he asked the driver to slow down so he could stroll around the streets.

Wen Chongyan leaned back in his chair, turning his head to look out the window.

The driver was arranged by Assistant Shao. The black Bentley drove around the area where Ruan Zhining rented a house for more than a dozen times, at a very slow speed.

Finally, after countless laps, when the tires were practically spinning...

A slender, tall figure appeared at the entrance of a bakery.