On the screen, a strikingly captivating image unfolded.
In the frame stood a man clad in a jet-black robe.
The open V-neck revealed a sculpted chest, strong and alluring.
His damp, tousled hair draped casually across his forehead, partially obscuring it, yet failing to conceal his extraordinarily handsome face.
He gazed downward, his long, dense eyelashes adorned with glistening droplets of water.
He appeared languid and relaxed.
However, the crimson curve of his thin lips bore an air of cool detachment that was both alluring and intimidating.
Behind him was a pristine white sofa.
The exquisite contrast of black and white exuded an aura of both restraint and seduction.
This intense visual impact left even Yan Hong, a man himself, momentarily stunned.
Yan Qianyi's gaze was directed at Yan Hong and the others; she was oblivious to the fact that the voice connection had seamlessly transformed into a video call.
Noticing the astonishment on their faces, she turned her head in confusion.
When her eyes fell upon the screen, her breath hitched sharply.
At that moment, a droplet of water fell from Mu Yunlie's hair.
The droplet cascaded down his chest, traveling downward and slipping beneath his robe…
Yan Qianyi couldn't help but swallow hard.
A tinge of envy washed over her, pondering how that droplet could be so fortunate.
As if sensing her reaction, Mu Yunlie finally lifted his gaze.
In his captivating peach blossom eyes, his profound gaze sparkled like the vast cosmos, mesmerizing all who beheld it.
Alas, what a seductive creature—one glance felt as if it could lead to pregnancy.
At this moment, a flicker of surprise crossed Mu Yunlie's face, and his brows knitted slightly.
Suddenly, an idea struck Yan Qianyi, prompting her to hastily terminate the video call.
She quickly turned to Yan Ruyi.
To her surprise, she found Ruyi's gaze still fixated on the previous screen, her eyes betraying an unmistakable awe.
Such extraordinary beauty had captivated Yan Ruyi, truly a windfall!
It reminded her of the first time she introduced Ruyi to Qu Yang, when similar wonder shone in Ruyi's eyes.
It seemed Yan Ruyi was perpetually intrigued by what belonged to Yan Qianyi.
Yan Qianyi asked, "Now that you've seen him, do you understand why I chose to marry him?"
The three of them snapped back to reality.
"Ahem…" Han Yarong cleared her throat. "He is indeed quite handsome, but… his disheveled attire gives off an unseemly impression. One wonders what profession he pursues. Qianyi, don't be blinded by a man's looks; some are merely gilded exteriors with hollow interiors. Perhaps he only desires your wealth due to your esteemed Yan family lineage."
"You're overthinking it; our Yan family is on the verge of bankruptcy. What wealth could I possibly possess that someone would covet?"
Yan Qianyi's words served as a grim reminder of the Yan family's current plight.
Observing the panicked expressions of her companions, she couldn't help but smile before turning to leave.
Now that she was a married woman, even if the Mu family valued her reproductive capabilities, they would have no further interest in her.
The money they had offered for her would certainly be returned to the Mu family.
She couldn't be bothered to clean up the ensuing mess.
After all, they could forget about sacrificing her to fulfill their desires!
Yan Hong slumped back in his chair, his face now pale. "What do we do now? Qianyi is married; there's no avoiding the return of the Mu family's bride price."
Without that sum, the Yan family would inevitably face ruin.
He would be left with nothing…
In that moment, a terrifying thought suddenly invaded Yan Hong's mind.
(End of Chapter)