Looking at the message notification on his phone, Yan Ge's face turned so dark that it seemed like ink could drip from it.
"The message you sent has been rejected by the recipient."
She was the first person who dared to block him on WeChat. In a city where so many people dreamt of getting his WeChat, she actually dared to block him.
Suppressing his anger, Yan Ge dialed her phone number, only to realize that he had been blocked by her.
He rubbed his forehead and chuckled bitterly, realizing that this girl could hold a grudge.
As for when he had blocked this phone number, he couldn't remember.
He quickly removed the number from his blacklist and called An Ran.
By this time, An Ran had already fallen asleep and was awakened by the sound of her phone ringing. Naturally, her tone was not very pleasant.
"Hello!"
Hearing the hostile tone from the other side, Yan Ge was slightly stunned.
"Miss An, have you forgotten that you are already married? On your wedding night, do you plan to let your husband sleep alone?"
Yan Ge's magnetic voice came through the phone, easing An Ran's irritation to some extent.
She looked at the phone's contact name, which had "Husband" written in big letters, and her lips twitched involuntarily.
"Weren't you the one who blocked my phone number? What's the meaning of calling me now? I thought Mr. Yan was going to call off the wedding?" An Ran retorted calmly.
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while.
An Ran grew impatient, "If you don't speak, I'm going to hang up. I'm very tired."
Just as she was about to hang up the phone, Yan Ge spoke up.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know it was your call. I didn't have your number saved, so I blocked it."
"I usually don't answer calls from strangers, and I only found out that you had blocked my WeChat after I messaged you. I called you to let you know that I had blocked your number first."
An Ran didn't expect him to apologize so quickly. She had originally planned to give him a hard time, but now she had no reason to.
Looking at the time on her phone, it was only a little past 10:40 PM, so it wasn't too late.
"Send me the address." An Ran sighed and softened her tone.
After hanging up the phone, An Ran received a location sent by Yan Ge on WeChat, along with the unit number and doorplate number.
She quickly put on her clothes, tidied up a bit, grabbed her electric scooter key, and was about to leave.
As she passed by the living room, An Bolin was half-lying on the sofa watching TV.
Seeing An Ran about to leave, he quickly spoke up, "Where are you going so late? What's with young girls running around all day? Don't you have any upbringing?"
An Ran paused her steps, turned her head to look at An Bolin.
"I naturally have no upbringing. I didn't have a mom since I was a child, and my dad doesn't care about me. Where would I have upbringing from?"
Without waiting for An Bolin to say anything, An Ran walked past him and pushed the door open, coincidentally meeting Qin Xuemei, who had just returned from dancing in the square.
"Where are you going so late?"
"None of your business!"
An Ran gave her a disdainful look, directly passed her, and went out the door.
She could still hear An Bolin's cursing as she walked to the corridor, but she didn't care.
After all, she would be moving out soon.
The speed of her electric scooter wasn't very fast, and their neighborhood was quite a distance from Bi Shui Court. It took her half an hour to get there.
An Ran held the key given to her by Yan Ge and smoothly entered the neighborhood.
When she reached the door, she checked the address carefully to make sure it was correct before opening the door.
At this time, Yan Ge hadn't rested yet. He had just finished taking a shower and heard the noise at the door, slowly walking out.
An Ran had just closed the door and hadn't even had a chance to change her shoes when she saw the scene in front of her.
Yan Ge was only wearing a pair of home pants on his lower body, with his bare upper body showing smooth muscle lines, strong arms, and distinct abs, his figure could be described as perfect.
Seeing An Ran staring at him, Yan Ge only then realized.
His handsome face turned slightly red, pretending to be calm, he quickly turned around and walked towards the room.
He was used to living alone, and now suddenly there was another person in his house, and she was his legal wife, which indeed made him feel awkward.
An Ran saw his embarrassment and held back her laughter as she changed her shoes.
When Yan Ge came out after putting on his clothes, An Ran was already sitting on the sofa, with a cup of hot water in front of her.
"Mr. Yan, during the day we got married in a hurry, but I feel that there are some things we need to clarify."
Before Mr. Yan could sit down, An Ran spoke up.
Seeing Yan Ge's silence, An Ran continued, "I got married hastily because my elderly family member is about to pass away. In order to fulfill their wishes, that's why I rushed to get married. I think it's necessary for me to explain this to Mr. Yan."
"I am the same. So what conditions does Miss An have?" Yan Ge lowered his eyes, concealing the light in his eyes, and said indifferently.
An Ran said, "I hope we can live together for a year, until my elderly family member passes away, and then we can divorce peacefully. During our marriage, it's best for us to get along peacefully without being a real husband and wife, if you agree, we don't need to have the status of a married couple."
For some reason, these words spoken by An Ran made Yan Ge feel uncomfortable.
Clearly he came back today to talk to her about these things, and he had even prepared a contract early in the morning, just waiting for her to sign it.
Perhaps it was because An Ran was different. Many women in the city wanted to marry him and become his wife, but only this woman in front of him looked down on him, and even married him only because of her elderly family member. Otherwise, she would never have married him.
Seeing Yan Ge with lowered eyelids, not saying anything for a long time, An Ran called his name several times.
Only then did Yan Ge come back to his senses, looked at her, and handed her a folder with a document inside.
"I was just thinking of discussing this with you as well. I have drafted a contract, take a look, if there's anything you're not satisfied with, I'll make changes."
An Ran didn't expect that they both had the same idea.
After taking the contract, she carefully read through it.
She was basically satisfied with the contents, except for what he mentioned about giving her this house.
The contents of the contract state that the two parties will divorce after one year of marriage. During the marriage, neither party can cheat on the other, and they cannot have sexual relations without mutual consent.
An Ran is not allowed to enter Yeung Gei's room, and both parties must maintain a facade of a harmonious marriage in front of their families.
After one year, the house mentioned in the contract will be owned by An Ran. All pre-marital and post-marital property of An Ran and Yeung Gei will be their respective personal property.
"This contract has no issues, I don't want the house, but I can agree to the other conditions," An Ran said calmly as she closed the folder.
Her tone was even, which annoyed Yeung Gei.
"The house must be yours. If you don't want it, there's no need to sign this contract," Yeung Gei frowned.
After much hesitation, An Ran eventually gave in.
After all, the house was a gift from Yeung Gei. Moreover, if she didn't want it, she could simply not transfer the ownership after their divorce. In An Ran's eyes, Yeung Gei was just an ordinary person from a middle-class family, and being able to afford a house in the Bluewater Courtyard was already quite good.
Who knows, maybe Yeung Gei's family had saved up for a long time to buy this house. Otherwise, with Yeung Gei's looks and age, it wouldn't be possible for him to still be unmarried.