On the other side of the phone, Wang Qin was taken aback, her voice like an angry lion, "Feng Lin! Get the hell out of here now!"
"Mom! I need to hang up, I'll come to find you later."
Xu Ruoying turned off the phone, her expression neutral as she looked at Feng Lin, seemingly waiting for him to speak.
"I'd advise you to calm down. You must be having a dispute, right? Marrying me on impulse, you're the one who'll regret it."
Feng Lin folded his hands behind his head, leaning against the back seat, and glanced at Xu Ruoying.
"You really are a good person."
Surprisingly, the always icy Xu Ruoying let slip an almost imperceptible smile.
But Feng Lin noticed, this woman was beautiful when she smiled.
Indescribably beautiful.
Xu Ruoying took a deep breath and said lightly, "I know, you feel very inferior."
"..."
Feng Lin's head was full of black lines. Where did she see any inferiority?
This was the first time someone had described him with inferiority in his whole life.
"You think you're not good enough for me, so you prepared fake photos to tell us you have many fiancées, so you'd save face when breaking off the engagement, right?"
Xu Ruoying imitated Feng Lin's posture, clasped her hands behind her head, and leaned against the pillow, murmuring softly.
Feng Lin suddenly realized, that's what she thought.
"If you don't speak, you must be admitting it."
On her way back, Xu Ruoying had thought a lot after learning about Song Keming's character.
Feng Lin might be poor, but was an honest man.
Understanding the importance of matching social status, he knew in his heart he wasn't suitable for her, so he chose to call off the marriage.
What normal man could do such a thing?
The Xu family might not be a great clan, but their assets also had entered the billion-dollar club.
Moreover, she wasn't unattractive.
Wealthy and in possession of a beautiful wife, how many men dream of that?
But for Feng Lin to refuse calmly, such a person, to a certain extent, was hard to come by.
Feng Lin was an honest man, and quite handsome at that.
If they were to marry in the future, she'd be able to keep him well in hand.
"I say, beautiful, you have quite the imagination, but all these fiancées of mine are real."
Feng Lin opened the car door, ready to get out.
He still had an engagement to break off.
There was one thing Xu Ruoying guessed right: Feng Lin was indeed very honest.
He was afraid some of the women in the photos, too compliant, would remain unmarried knowing they had a fiancé.
Women's best years are but a fleeting moment; Feng Lin didn't want to delay theirs.
"Stop right there!" Xu Ruoying wrapped her arms around Feng Lin's arm, scowling fiercely, "I'm sticking to you! If you don't agree to marry me, I'll follow you wherever you go!"
Feng Lin could clearly feel the contact from his arm.
But he still grabbed Xu Ruoying's wrist, ready to push her away.
Just then, his expression changed drastically.
This meridian...
"What's wrong?"
Xu Ruoying also noticed that something was off with Feng Lin's expression.
Feng Lin closed the car door again and asked with a neutral expression, "When you were a child, was your butt bitten by someone?"
"How do you know that... it was you, you jerk?"
Xu Ruoying's pretty face suddenly flushed red with anger as she started hitting and pinching Feng Lin.
This past incident had always been buried in her heart.
But at that time she was only six or seven years old, and the memory had long since blurred.
All she remembered was that her grandfather took her to a village to see a doctor.
That doctor had a child about her age, and somehow they got into a fight.
Later, she was pinned to the ground and fiercely bitten.
She cried and screamed in pain at the time, and no amount of comforting would help.
...
Earlier, Feng Lin had said, his dad was a doctor.
So it all makes sense now.
Their arranged childhood betrothal must have been settled then.
"Stop making a fuss! I need to ask you something," Feng Lin frowned and asked sternly, "Do you know where my mother went?"
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He was shocked because, back then, during the few days his old man was treating Xu Ruoying, his mother disappeared.
As if she had evaporated from the mortal world.
Because of this, his old man took Feng Lin everywhere in Jiangnan, searching for ten years to no avail.
Xu Ruoying, looking at Feng Lin's expression, also remembered a little. She had been crying loudly after being bitten.
It seemed she had been coaxed by a beautiful woman.
It was a vague memory, but that woman seemed to have been taken away by someone.
"Want to know?"
Xu Ruoying's beautiful eyes narrowed into a slit.
Feng Lin nodded.
"Promise me one thing, and I'll tell you."
Xu Ruoying started the sedan and left the place.
Feng Lin hadn't expected that, at the time of calling off the engagement, he would find out about his mother's whereabouts.
The key was that Xu Ruoying had once met her.
Wasn't that also a twist of fate?
Xu Ruoying's demand was simple: to register for marriage, but it was a sham marriage.
They could get divorced in the future.
Feng Lin definitely wouldn't care when the two of them divorced later.
With just a phone call, he could erase Xu Ruoying's marriage record.
Showing that she was still single, not divorced.
He rested his chin on his hands, scrutinizing Xu Ruoying, that tomboy from before had grown up to be so beautiful.
"If you look any more, I'll gouge out your eyeballs!" Xu Ruoying said coldly and sternly.
However, for some reason, she felt a sense of relief.
The brat who used to bully her was now in her hands; she was going to enjoy bullying him back.
The two headed to the civil affairs office, and in no time, they had completed the procedures.
Sitting back in the car, they now had two little booklets in their hands.
Xu Ruoying drove towards the Xu Family villa.
...
Wang Qin and Xu Chuan were still arguing about Feng Lin.
But Wang Qin had the upper hand, and Xu Chuan had to compromise.
The Song Family was one of the four major families in Jiang City; they really could not afford to provoke them.
Xu Chuan's plan was to give Feng Lin some money to let him go home and find a wife on his own.
That would be a form of compensation.
Xu Ruoying, pulling Feng Lin by the hand, pushed open the gate of the villa and walked in.
"Brat! Let go of my daughter!"
Wang Qin, seeing them holding hands, was so angry she could not find a place to vent.
"Mom, we've already gotten our marriage certificate, so from now on, don't scold my husband."
Xu Ruoying took out the booklet, on which was boldly written the words "Marriage Certificate."
Wang Qin's eyes bulged, pointing at Xu Ruoying with trembling fingers, "You! You're going to be the death of me! You really will be!"
"Enough!"
Xu Chuan frowned, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took a deep puff, "Feng Lin, didn't you want to break off the engagement? What's all this about?"
Feng Lin glanced at Xu Ruoying and smiled, "I've thought it over; what's wrong with marrying a rich woman? From now on, I won't have to work and still have money to spend."
"Brat! In your dreams!" Wang Qin screamed in anger.
Xu Chuan, with a cigarette in his hand, exhaled and said, "I remember you're from the village. I'll give you two million yuan. That money is enough for you to live comfortably in the village for a lifetime. Leave my daughter, will you?"
Xu Ruoying clutched Feng Lin's hand tightly, afraid he would bow his head for the money.
As her father had said, Feng Lin's family was indeed poor.
She remembered, when she accompanied Grandpa to his home, other villagers were living in brick houses, while Feng Lin's family still lived in an old-fashioned mud house.
In the village, 300,000 yuan could get you a beautiful wife.
Over 300,000 yuan is enough to buy a starter-level BMW or Mercedes.
Another 300,000 yuan for a big house, and there would still be a million left for retirement. She was really scared that Feng Lin would agree.
"Ha ha! Xiao Ying, are you home? It's Ke Ming!"
Just then, a man's laughter came from outside the villa.
Wang Qin revealed a sneer to Feng Lin, hurried to open the door, and warmly greeted, "Mr. Song is here? Please come in."
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