Ah Chang helplessly spread his hands. "Very well, congratulations, Master. I wish you a happy marriage."
After a military salute, Ah Chang vanished.
Ah Lie smiled contentedly, like a child who had just received a sweet, and once again buried his head in Yan Qianyi's neck.
"Now that I'm the husband, I can hold my wife while we sleep."
Husband? Wife?
Yan Qianyi was momentarily stunned.
She hadn't agreed to any marriage, so how could she be married?
Still filled with doubt, she struggled to free her arm from beneath Ah Lie's weight.
Tapping her bracelet, she checked her personal profile on the glowing screen, only to see the word "Married" displayed.
She clicked to view the spouse details, and there, in bold letters, was the name "Mu Yunlie."
She was dumbfounded.
It felt as though her entire world was falling apart.
"Xiao Ke, get out here!"
With a shout of fury, a virtual figure dressed in a puffy skirt appeared before Yan Qianyi.
The little girl twirled elegantly, lifting her skirt as she curtsied on her tiptoes. "Master, it's been two years. How have you been?"
"Been well, my foot! Tell me, without my permission, how did you approve the marriage application?"
To encourage human reproduction, marriage no longer required third-party certification—just mutual consent from both parties would suffice.
Xiao Ke nervously gripped the hem of her dress. "I didn't approve it... I just couldn't refuse."
"Couldn't refuse? What do you mean?"
"The literal meaning, of course."
"..."
So, she had been forcibly married?
"Mu Yunlie, is it? What exactly have you done?" Yan Qianyi turned and glared at Mu Yunlie.
Her gaze met his clear, innocent eyes, and her voice involuntarily softened.
"Did your system... plant a virus in... my system?"
Faced with this seemingly harmless, beautiful young man, Yan Qianyi's defenses completely crumbled.
Mu Yunlie gently grasped her pinky finger, giving it a little shake. "Wife, don't be angry..."
That small gesture melted Yan Qianyi's heart entirely.
Forget it, forget it. Perhaps after two years of not using Xiao Ke, the system had malfunctioned.
She would go for a maintenance check tomorrow, then get a divorce.
At worst, her profile would just display "Divorced" in the future.
And compared to the challenges she was about to face, this current predicament was trivial.
Resigning herself to the marriage, Yan Qianyi leaned against the tree trunk, closing her eyes to rest and regain her strength.
But a restless hand began to roam across her waist, sending tingles all over her body.
She shifted awkwardly but couldn't move an inch.
He had her completely locked in his embrace, as if they had become one.
"Hey, I'm warning you, don't play with fire."
It was all she could do to voice a warning.
But as soon as she spoke, she realized her voice had become hoarse and dry.
Who would have thought that a virtuous maiden like her would be so easily stirred by a simple touch, feeling heat rise uncontrollably?
She took a deep, deliberate breath.
The cool night air filled her lungs, yet it did nothing to quell the fever within her.
She even had the absurd impulse to throw herself at him.
Startled by her own desires, Yan Qianyi recoiled inwardly.
When had she become so hungry and insatiable?
Was it because of the hormonal imbalance from her two-year slumber?
Or perhaps it was a side effect from the drug Han Yarong had injected into her?
As Yan Qianyi fought to suppress her urges, Mu Yunlie, like a mischievous pup, nuzzled her neck, inhaling her scent, slowly moving upwards...
(End of Chapter)