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"Xiao Ying, don't worry, once Bei Wang comes back, you two will get your marriage certificate."

On the sofa, a dignified lady with her hair styled in an updo sat gracefully, her eyes filled with admiration. She was Ji Beiwang's mother, Madam Ji.

Sitting next to her was a young girl with an ethereal air and exceptionally beautiful appearance, none other than Xia Ying.

Xia Ying's long, seaweed-like hair was half-tied up and draped over her shoulders, revealing her delicate face. Her porcelain-white skin glowed. Her bright, expressive eyes seemed to ripple like water when she looked at someone, captivating and mesmerizing.

She wore an apricot-pink cheongsam that accentuated her graceful figure. Sitting quietly on the sofa, she resembled a classical beauty who had stepped out of a painting.

"Madam, my brother-in-law said the same thing, wanting to keep everything simple."

Xia Ying smiled gently, her face flushed slightly.

However, upon closer inspection, the smile did not reach his eyes.

Xia Ying thought of the original owner's experiences in the storyline and could only sneer.

The original owner of this body was an adopted daughter of the Ji family; to be precise, she was adopted by Ji Beiwang.

Ji Beiwang and Xia Ying's parents were close friends. When Xia Ying was 16, her parents died in a car accident, and her family property was coveted by distant relatives. It was Ji Beiwang who stood up and used his ruthless methods to subdue everyone.

At that moment, the 24-year-old stood before the 16-year-old Xia Ying, as if a god had descended: "Don't be afraid, Uncle Ji will take you home. From now on, no one will dare to bully you."

From then on, throughout Xia Ying's youth, she regarded Ji Beiwang as her salvation, following him like a little tail, calling him "Uncle" for eight years.

Not long ago, Ji Beiwang was about to go on a business trip abroad. As he was leaving, he saw Xia Ying under the moonlight and a thought struck him: "Xia, let's get married when I come back."

Xia Ying was overjoyed when her girlish dream came true, but all of this vanished like a bubble after Ji Beiwang returned to China.

Ji Beiwang—broke his promise.

He met his sweetheart in Italy, and they returned to China together. When Xia Ying asked about getting their marriage certificate, he frowned and interrupted her, angrily rebuking her for being delusional.

"Xia Ying, I am your uncle, your nominal adoptive father. Forget about it."

"Uncle, it was clearly you... and Madam, she..."

"Just pretend I said something wrong when I was drunk that time. Don't mention it again, or I'll send you to learn some manners."

Ji Bei interrupted Xia Ying's words sternly, even threatening her not to have any wild thoughts.

Xia Ying, unwilling to give up, investigated and discovered the existence of Ji Beiwang's unrequited love, Song Wanning.

"Bei Wang, I shouldn't have left so impulsively back then. After all these years, you're still the one who's been the best to me. Let's get married."

"Okay, let's get married."

She fled in panic and told Madam Ji everything.

Madam Ji disliked Song Wanning; in her eyes, she was a vain woman who told lies.

So she often took Xia Ying to see Ji Beiwang, hoping to win him back.

Ji Beiwang glared angrily at Xia Ying, his gaze fierce: "Xia Ying, do you think I'll give in just because you've brought my mother here? It seems you're stubborn and the Ji family truly can't tolerate you!"

He sent Xia Ying away directly and trapped her in a suburban villa. When Song Wanning came to provoke him, she was pushed down the stairs by Xia Ying and ended up in the hospital.

Upon learning of this, Ji Beiwang had Xia Ying's legs broken. Poor Xia Ying was left helpless and heartbroken; the infection from her wounds ultimately cost her her life.

After quickly recalling the plot, Xia Ying checked the original owner's obsession: [I don't want to be a victim of their love game; I want to stay away from the Ji family, the farther the better.]

"So kind, don't they want revenge?"

Xia Ying smiled slightly, composed herself, and continued to play the role of a well-behaved girl.

Just then, a noise came from downstairs. Madam Ji looked at her and waved her hand, saying, "It must be Bei Wang returning. Go and see him quickly."

"Alright, madam, I'll come back to keep you company in a little while."

Xia Ying, like a girl unable to hide her feelings, left happily. Standing at the top of the stairs on the second floor, she looked down at people with disdain. When she wasn't smiling, she resembled a mysterious Eastern goddess, hazy and elusive.

"Uncle, you're back."

Ji Beiwang looked up and was momentarily dazed when he saw Xia Ying. He had only been abroad for three months, how could Xia Ying have become so beautiful? Her aloof and cool temperament was shrouded in an unapproachable veil of mystery. He really wanted to get closer and remove the veil.

But soon, Song Wanning's face flashed through his mind, and his attitude immediately turned cold. Facing the happy and enthusiastic Xia Ying, he only gave a light "hmm".

"Ji, aren't you going to introduce him?"

A deep, magnetic male voice rang out, attracting Xia Ying's attention.

A foreign man in a black suit sat on a sofa not far away.

He had an extremely handsome face with deep-set, sculpted features, arched eyebrows, and narrow, phoenix-shaped eyes filled with grey-blue pupils, giving him a very imposing presence.

He stood up, and his long, slender legs brought him to Ji Beiwang's side in a few steps. He was even taller than the 188cm tall Ji Beiwang, and his figure could completely envelop Xia Ying.

A perfect man, like an ancient Greek sculpture.

"Arthur, this is my... adopted daughter, Xia Ying."

"Adopted daughter?" Arthur Philwin's lips curled slightly, a glint of light flashing in his eyes, clearly showing his interest in Xia Ying.

"Hello, Xia. My name is Arthur Philwin. You can call me Arthur."

He faced Xia Ying directly and gave her a gentlemanly bow, his posture elegant and his every move exuding nobility.

Xia Ying politely shook hands with him. The man in front of her had a hint of ferocity in him, which was definitely honed from real combat experience, giving her a strange feeling of being watched by an eagle.

She thought, "What a terrifying man."

"Xia, nice to meet you. What do you like? I'll make up for the missed gift."

Arthur had clearly ignored Ji Beiwang's presence; his mind and eyes were completely occupied by the beautiful woman in the cheongsam in front of him.

When Ji Beiwang invited him to visit China, he declined several times, but finally agreed.

Looking back now, this decision was absolutely worthwhile; otherwise, he would have missed out on Xia!

Arthur's blatant gaze burned Xia Ying. She shook her head slightly, and just as she was about to say something, she was interrupted by Ji Beiwang.

"Xia Ying, we have something to do. You should go back to your room and not bother us."

"Uncle, about getting the marriage certificate..."

"I already said I'm busy right now, don't make me say it a third time."

Ji Beiwang's voice turned cold, and the atmosphere instantly plummeted to freezing point.

Xia Ying's face was pale, and she couldn't force a smile, so she turned and left.

Arthur seemed to see tears in the corners of her eyes, and felt somewhat agitated.

"Ji, you've gone too far with Xia. And what does she mean by 'getting a marriage certificate'? Are you two getting married?"

Arthur has one-quarter Chinese ancestry and can communicate in Chinese without hindrance, so he keenly grasps the meaning behind Xia Ying's words.

He voiced his doubts and noticed his friend's expression freeze for a moment before the friend denied it. He then made his own judgment: the matter was true, and his friend was lying.

Arthur subtly changed the subject: "The one who was always by your side in Milan was your fiancée, wasn't she? She's a perfect match for you." Xia and I are a better match.

This time, Ji Beiwang did not deny it; he even smiled slightly.

Out of the corner of his eye, Arthur caught a glimpse of a piece of clothing disappearing on the second floor. He grinned wickedly. "Sorry, friend," he thought, "but you have such delicious snacks at home. You invited me, a robber, in without any precautions, so don't blame me for being tempted."

Philwin family motto: What you like at first sight is what you want most. You should have the spirit and drive of a pirate to hold onto it tightly. What belongs to you, no one can take away.