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"Jian Ran, this is my bank card, the password is 131224. Just let me know what you need for the house."
Several hours had passed, but Jian Ran still kept hearing her new husband's words as he handed her a bank card before leaving that morning.
To be honest, she knew very little about her husband.
Aside from him telling her his surname was Qin Yue, she knew nothing else about him, not even who his family was.
Jian Ran didn't know where she got the courage to marry a man she had only met twice.
Ten days ago, with the enthusiastic help of her best friend Ling Feiyu, Jian Ran embarked on her nth blind date and met this man named Qin Yue.
She hadn't held out much hope, after all… After being framed three years ago, she lost the right to be critical; others could only criticize her.
Because she could no longer criticize others, she arrived fifteen minutes early on her blind date.
Lacking advantages in her own qualities, she could only try to impress in other ways, hoping to leave a good impression.
If she could meet a suitable man, she could marry him and put her parents at ease.
The man she was meeting arrived at the perfect time.
He was dressed formally in a suit, giving the impression that he took the blind date very seriously, making a good first impression on Jian Ran.
His greeting was also very casual: "Miss Jian, hello! I'm Qin Yue." "
It was just an ordinary sentence, but because his voice was so magnetic, Jian Ran found it exceptionally pleasant to listen to, which added to her impression of the man.
After a simple and ordinary exchange, they politely exchanged phone numbers and went their separate ways.
Having been on many blind dates, Jian Ran didn't take this one seriously.
She thought it would end like many others, but unexpectedly, she received a call from Qin Yue two days later.
His voice was still polite and courteous: 'Ms. Jian, are you free tonight?'
That evening, Qin Yue invited her to a Sichuan restaurant for dinner.
Jian Ran didn't like the awkwardness of blind dates, so she spoke very little during the meal, appearing somewhat restrained and not eating much.
She was about to find an excuse to leave when Qin Yue spoke first: 'Ms. Jian, I'm free next Wednesday. How about we get our marriage certificate that day?'
'Get...get what certificate?' Jian Ran was stunned by Qin Yue's words.
'Marriage certificate.'" "He repeated, his tone very serious and earnest, not at all like he was joking.
"Marriage certificate?" Jian Ran still couldn't quite believe what she was hearing. She squeezed her thigh hard to make sure she wasn't dreaming before carefully examining the man in front of her.
Qin Yue had thick, sword-like eyebrows, bright and piercing eyes, and a face that was as handsome as if it were a painting. He was the kind of person who could be spotted in a crowd of thousands.
His expression and attitude were very serious, and he didn't seem like someone who acted impulsively. This was only their second meeting, and he was already saying he wanted to marry her?
Then, the man's deep, magnetic voice reached her ears again: "I thought Miss Jian was like me, that going on blind dates was about forming a family, getting married, having children, and living what others considered a 'normal' life."
"That's right, that's what I thought, but we've only met twice. Don't you think this is too fast?" Jian Ran voiced her thoughts. She wanted to have her own family, but she hadn't thought about it being so hasty.
"It is a bit fast." "Qin Yue continued calmly, "After our first meeting, I went back and thought about it for two days. My first impression of Miss Jian was good. I personally feel that our personalities don't clash, so I'd like to give it a try."
Jian Ran frowned slightly, somewhat displeased: "In my view, marriage is not a game. Give it a try? If it doesn't go well, do you want to..."
Before she could finish, Qin Yue interrupted her: "Miss Jian, we are both adults, and naturally we don't expect love that doesn't exist. We know very well what we want in our hearts."
Jian Ran didn't reply, staring intently at Qin Yue's face.
On the surface, this man was calm and unassuming, seemingly a good marriage prospect.
But could she really entrust her future to this man she had only met twice?
Could she really?
Seeing her hesitation, Qin Yue added: "Perhaps I was too hasty and didn't consider your feelings. If Miss Jian thinks I'm a good person, go back and think about it. I'll wait for your call." "
After returning home that day, Jian Ran thought about it all night.
She admitted that she and Qin Yue shared some views, such as the idea that love was simply impossible.
After being so deeply hurt, she no longer believed in the existence of love in this world. She couldn't
sleep all night, and the next morning, Jian Ran dialed Qin Yue's number and accepted his 'proposal.'" That morning ,
Jian Ran took her household registration booklet, and that afternoon she and Qin Yue went to the marriage registration office to register.
When she and Qin Yue walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau with their marriage certificate, she felt a strange mix of emotions.
They say marriage is a woman's second life, and now it seemed so simple. For just 9.9 yuan, they had etched Qin Yue's unique mark into her life.
Yesterday was the day Jian Ran moved into Qin Yue's apartment.
Last night, Qin Yue acted very gentlemanly, leaving the master bedroom for her to rest in while he rested in the other bedroom.
Jian Ran never expected that before leaving for work today, Qin Yue would hand her his bank card.
They didn't even know each other well; how could he entrust all his assets to her?
"Jian Ran, reporters from all the major media outlets are waiting inside. The board members and the new president will be here soon. What are you daydreaming about?"
The stern voice of Xu Youai, the public relations manager, interrupted Jian Ran's reverie. She quickly snapped out of her thoughts and straightened her posture: "Manager Xu, I'm sorry, I'll be careful. " Xu Youai looked at Jian Ran sternly: "
Jian Ran, although you're a sales staff member, your manager sent you here to assist our public relations department, so you'd better be focused and not hold me back."
Jian Ran pursed her lips and nodded: "Manager Xu, I was just distracted. It won't happen again."
Xu Youai looked at Jian Ran a couple more times before looking away, clapping her hands to call over several staff members from her department who were responsible for reception.
"Everyone, be on your best behavior. We must make today's press conference a success. There can't be any mistakes." As Xu Youai spoke, her serious gaze swept over each of her staff members.
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02 The Mysterious Big Boss
"Yes." The public relations staff and the colleagues temporarily sent to help responded in unison.
Xu Youai's gaze finally landed on Jian Ran: "Jian Ran, I heard you're the best employee in your sales department. You'll be working alongside the new president for a while, handling his work. You don't need to worry about anything else." Before Jian Ran could reply, Ma Danna, a public relations staff member, gave her a gloating look: "
Jian Ran, if our new CEO were still unmarried, wouldn't you have the advantage of being close to him?"
It sounded nice, but it offered an opportunity to get close to the new CEO. However, everyone knew it was a hot potato, and no one wanted to take it, which is why it ended up on Jian Ran's shoulders.
Xu Youai glared at Ma Danna with a stern face: "Today might determine our future, so everyone be serious."
After Xu Youai's reprimand, everyone fell silent. Jian Ran quietly took a breath, trying her best to be at work.
It's no wonder Xu Youai was nervous; this matter had come so suddenly.
Just when everyone thought everything was calm in the company, news suddenly came from the board of directors that the CEO was going to be replaced by a new person.
However, this incoming big boss was very mysterious; the heads of various departments tried to inquire through various channels but couldn't find any information about him.
Jian Ran wasn't usually one to join in the fun, but now she couldn't help but crane her neck to look at the entrance, wanting to see who this big boss really was.
"They're here, they're here! All the directors and the new CEO have arrived," the receptionist's voice came through the walkie-talkie to all the staff.
Her colleagues instinctively straightened their clothes and stood respectfully at their posts.
Jian Ran followed closely behind Xu Youai to greet the mysterious big boss everyone had been eagerly anticipating.
After taking only a few steps, she saw a tall man in a silver-gray suit, surrounded by several men in black suits, walking with extremely elegant steps towards the press conference hall.
She was stunned.
The tall man in the silver-gray suit at the head of the group was clearly her newlywed husband—Qin Yue!
"Impossible!" Jian Ran thought it was a hallucination and immediately closed her eyes and shook her head to clear her head.
But when she opened her eyes again, the man's appearance hadn't changed.
She might have mistaken someone else, but this was her newlywed husband; she couldn't possibly be mistaken.
His perfectly sculpted face, his towering height of 1.88 meters, his robust physique, and the unintentional noble elegance he exuded as he walked—
every aspect of this man perfectly matched her new husband.
“Qin…Qin Yue?” Jian Ran stared intently at the man, calling his name unconsciously.
As if hearing her voice, the man's gaze shifted slightly, lingering on her.
Meeting his gaze, Jian Ran was so nervous she almost forgot to breathe.
She never imagined that her “ordinary” newlywed husband had transformed into the new president of the company she worked for.
Looking at him, her head felt like it had exploded, buzzing.
The man's gaze lingered on her for a moment before shifting away, cold as if he didn't recognize her at all.
Meeting his indifference, Jian Ran's heart sank rapidly.
He was clearly Qin Yue, her newlywed husband, so why was he looking at her with such cold eyes?
In a few moments, various thoughts flashed through Jian Ran's mind.
The most realistic one was that she was dreaming, a completely unrealistic dream.
Qin Yue was always gentle and refined, always very polite in his words and actions; he would never pretend not to know her.
She quickly pinched herself hard twice, wincing in pain, before realizing it wasn't a dream but what she was experiencing.
Since it wasn't a dream, there was another possibility: this man simply had the same face as Qin Yue, but was actually a completely different person.
Xu Youai pulled Jian Ran forcefully, scolding her in a low voice, "Jian Ran, what kind of occasion is this? What are you doing?"
Jian Ran snapped out of her daze, annoyed at herself for being distracted.
Xu Youai whispered again, "Hurry up and catch up."
Jian Ran nodded, quickly following behind the new president, concealing her personal emotions and presenting a professional demeanor towards this big boss who resembled her new husband.
Xu Youai quickened her pace to catch up with the new president and his entourage, opening the doors to the press conference hall for them: "Please welcome our board members and the new president!"
As Xu Youai's loud and impassioned voice faded, thunderous applause erupted in the large conference hall. Everyone stared wide-eyed at the entrance, waiting for the mysterious big boss to appear.
Jian Ran secretly gasped, following closely behind the big boss. After he sat down, she deftly handed over the prepared documents.
Even with her professional demeanor, the fact that the company's new boss was her newlywed husband was still too much of a shock. Her hand trembled slightly, and two documents fell from her grasp.
Just as Jian Ran was about to bend down to pick up the fallen folders, Qin Yue bent down and picked them up before she could. Then she heard him whisper in her ear, "Wait for me when I get home tonight." If
Qin Yue hadn't said that, Jian Ran could still force herself to believe he was someone who looked just like her husband. But after hearing those words, Jian Ran's mind went completely blank, and she stood there dumbfounded, forgetting what she was supposed to do.
Fortunately, the reporters' attention wasn't on her, giving her a little time to compose herself.
However, while the reporters didn't notice her, the sharp-eyed PR staff didn't miss this little incident.
With the public relations department well-prepared, all departments cooperating effectively, and Qin Yue possessing sufficient authority to command respect, the press conference for the newly appointed official was a resounding success.
As soon as the new president and his entourage left, Ma Danna squeezed in: "Jian Ran, you 'accidentally' dropped the documents, which successfully attracted our new president's attention."
Jian Ran frowned slightly, turned to Xu Youai, and said: "Manager Xu, I've finished with the public relations department's work, so I'll head back to the sales department."
Watching Jian Ran's retreating figure, Ma Danna stomped her foot angrily: "She ignored me, she actually ignored me. What makes her so arrogant?"
Xu Youai glared at Ma Danna: "Stop causing trouble all the time. If you keep acting up, you'll be the next one to leave. If you're so capable, do your job well. Once you climb to a higher position than her, you'll have the right to be arrogant too."
Ma Danna glared at Jian Ran's receding figure, gritted her teeth, and replied resentfully: "Cousin, I understand."
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03 Daily Life After Marriage
Jian Ran returned to the sales department office and overheard her colleagues discussing the new president.
They were all talking animatedly, as if they knew the new president very well.
Seeing Jian Ran, her colleague Lin Mei quickly approached, "Jian Ran, you're so lucky to be able to work right next to the president."
Jian Ran smiled faintly, "It's all work. It doesn't matter who you're next to. If you feel it's good to work next to the president, then if something like this happens again, just have the manager send you."
Lin Mei quickly waved her hand, "Although our new president is handsome and charming, his gaze and aura are something we little shrimps wouldn't dare approach."
"The new president will be coming for a routine inspection soon. Everyone get back to your posts and get to work," Business Department Manager Zhao Junqing instructed her subordinates as she entered the office.
The new president is coming for an inspection!
Hearing this news, Jian Ran couldn't help but swallow hard, her heart pounding in her chest.
She needed some time to process the fact that her new husband, Qin Yue, was the company's new president; she wasn't ready to face him yet.
All her colleagues had returned to their seats, but Jian Ran remained standing there, stunned. Zhao Junqing looked at Jian Ran: "Jian Ran, is there something else?"
"No." Jian Ran snapped out of her daze, secretly clenched her fist, and quickly returned to her seat to check client information on her computer.
A moment later, the elevator dinged, and Qin Yue reappeared before Jian Ran, surrounded by a group of people.
Fortunately, Qin Yue only greeted the department staff and listened to Zhao Junqing's brief work report before leading the group away. As soon as
Qin Yue left, the sales department erupted in noise again, even the usually composed Zhao Junqing couldn't resist gossiping a bit.
The topic of conversation was whether this outrageously handsome president was single or married.
Jian Ran listened to their discussion without saying a word, wondering if these women would skin her alive if they knew her name was listed as the spouse on the president's marriage certificate.
The workday, filled with tension and anxiety, finally came to an end. After all her colleagues had left, Jian Ran packed up and went home.
The day's work was over, but how should she face Qin Yue that evening?
Jian Ran truly didn't know, or even whether she should go back to the "home" she shared with Qin Yue.
Leaving the company gate, Jian Ran habitually turned right and headed to Entrance B of the Science Park subway station. After walking a short distance, she remembered that she now lived with her newlywed husband.
Qin Yue's apartment wasn't far from the Science Park area; it was only three bus stops away, about a half-hour walk.
Jian Ran checked the time; it was only a little past five. Since she hadn't figured out how to face Qin Yue anyway, she decided to walk home, giving her time to think things through.
Back at her apartment building, Jian Ran decided to buy some vegetables and meat at the nearby supermarket. No matter how important things were, filling her stomach was the priority.
She didn't know what Qin Yue liked to eat, so she took out her phone to ask, but worried he might not be available to answer, so she put her phone back.
After selecting her groceries, she carried them home.
Even from a distance from the elevator, Jian Ran spotted a figure both unfamiliar and familiar. He stood ramrod straight, facing the elevator entrance, his light gray suit looking incredibly stylish.
Qin Yue stood upright, his proportions impeccable; from afar, he was like a beautiful sight.
Jian Ran still couldn't understand why such an outstanding man, even the president of a large company, would go on a blind date, and why he'd chosen her, an ordinary girl, on his first try.
"You're back," Jian Ran said, walking over and greeting him as casually as possible.
"Yeah," Qin Yue replied, turning to look at her, his expression unchanged, still indifferent.
Jian Ran returned his smile and stood beside him.
She only glanced at him once, sensing something different about him today, though she couldn't quite place it.
A quick glance out of the corner of her eye revealed that he was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, making him appear even more composed and reserved.
Jian Ran sighed inwardly. This man had only spoken a few words during their second meeting; otherwise, he was extremely taciturn. She didn't know how to initiate a closer relationship.
Now, knowing his shocking identity, Jian Ran was even more unsure how to approach him.
Just then, Qin Yue suddenly extended a hand to her. Jian Ran instinctively took a small step back, creating distance.
"Let me carry these," he said casually, not at all annoyed by her unintentional distance, and easily took the bag from her hand.
Jian Ran felt her face burning. He simply wanted to help her carry the bag, but her mind was wandering.
Looking down at Qin Yue's strong hands effortlessly carrying the large bag, a warm feeling stirred within her.
Jian Ran optimistically thought that even without love, even if he was the CEO of a company, as long as the two of them nurtured their marriage, they could live happily together.
The two entered the elevator, and neither spoke during the ride.
Back home, Qin Yue put his things in the kitchen and said casually, "I'm not very good at cooking, so I'll have to trouble you tonight."
"You go ahead with your work, I'll take care of the cooking." Jian Ran put her bag away, took off her coat, and put on an apron.
"Thank you!" he said lightly.
"You're too kind." Jian Ran forced a smile, a somewhat awkward one.
They were already husband and wife, yet they acted like strangers.
She felt it was only natural for a wife to cook for her husband, and his attitude towards her created an invisible distance between them.
Jian Ran believed that even a marriage without love shouldn't be like this.
She stopped thinking about it, turned and went into the kitchen, deftly washing the rice, cooking it, preparing the vegetables, washing the vegetables...
After a while, Jian Ran caught a glimpse of the tall figure standing at the kitchen door and turned back to ask, "Is there something you need?"
"If you need any help, just let me know." Qin Yue stood there straight, his tone still calm, but a hint of embarrassment was easily detectable.
"Wait a little longer, I'll be ready soon." Jian Ran peeked at the clock on the living room wall; it was already 7:30 PM, and he was probably starving.
She thought to herself that she would definitely come straight home after work tomorrow and prepare dinner early so he could eat her homemade meal when he got home.
Regardless of Qin Yue's status, this marriage was her own choice, and she was determined to make it a good one.
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04 Don't Easily Mention Breaking Up
"I..." Qin Yue's thin lips moved, but he didn't say much. Only his eyes, behind his gold-rimmed glasses, held a deep, unfathomable look. He stared at Jian Ran's back for a few seconds before turning and walking towards the study.
For the past three years, Jian Ran had been living alone in a rented apartment. She was very skilled at making several simple home-style dishes, and soon two dishes and a soup were on the table.
"Qin Yue, dinner is ready." Jian Ran carefully knocked on the study door, and when she didn't hear a response, she gently pushed it open.
In the study, Qin Yue was on the phone. He said, "You handle these things yourself, you don't need to report everything to me."
He hung up abruptly, and when he looked up, his eyes met Jian Ran's. He asked coldly, "Is something wrong?"
"Dinner's ready." Jian Ran smiled, not daring to meet his gaze.
"I'm coming." His tone was as indifferent as ever.
The two sat facing each other, eating intently, neither breaking the silence, the atmosphere heavy.
Jian Ran moved her lips several times, wanting to find something to talk about, but swallowed her words after meeting Qin Yue's indifferent expression.
After dinner, Qin Yue offered to do the dishes, and Jian Ran didn't refuse. He was willing to share the housework with her, so why wouldn't she?
From Qin Yue's clumsy movements, it was clear he had never done these things before.
But then again, how could the president of such a large company do such trivial things as washing dishes?
*Snap*
Hearing the sound of a porcelain bowl shattering in the kitchen, Jian Ran immediately got up and went over.
She saw Qin Yue holding a bowl, staring blankly at the broken pieces on the floor.
"Let me do it," Jian Ran said, reaching out to take the bowl from Qin Yue.
"No need, I'll do it," Qin Yue said, brushing aside her outstretched hand, his tone unchanged.
"Qin Yue, actually..." Jian Ran couldn't finish her sentence when she met Qin Yue's determined gaze, so she nodded and left the kitchen to let him continue.
Although they were legally married, Qin Yue was still a man Jian Ran didn't know very well.
She wanted to understand him, to know everything about him, and to do her best to be a good wife.
But given his status, could she really approach him with the same thoughts she had when they married?
Jian Ran sat down in the living room, picked up the remote, turned on the TV, and randomly selected a news channel.
While watching TV, she occasionally glanced towards the kitchen and saw Qin Yue intently washing the dishes through the glass door.
She silently sighed to herself, "So this man can be so charming even when washing dishes."
Perhaps Jian Ran's gaze was too intense, for Qin Yue abruptly turned to look at her. Their eyes met, and Jian Ran saw a slight coolness in Qin Yue's eyes, followed by an impeccably polite smile.
Caught red-handed, Jian Ran's face flushed slightly, but she returned a polite smile.
Jian Ran shifted her gaze back to the television screen, her mind filled with thoughts of Qin Yue.
This man was so capable at work, yet he could wash dishes with such flair; when would she ever see him make a fool of himself?
After tidying up the kitchen, Qin Yue returned to the living room and found Jian Ran staring blankly. He stared at her delicate face for a few seconds before speaking, "Jian Ran."
"Ah..." Qin Yue's pleasant voice called her name, and Jian Ran found it exceptionally beautiful, her face suddenly burning.
Qin Yue sat down on the other sofa: "There are some things I want to talk to you about."
"Okay," Jian Ran replied. She had also wanted to have a proper talk with him, to take this opportunity to clarify things.
Qin Yue's deep gaze swept over Jian Ran from head to toe before he slowly began, "Jian Ran,
what happened at the company today..." "I understand the importance of separating work and personal life. Actually, I don't want people at the company to gossip about us because of our personal relationship," Jian Ran interrupted him before he could finish.
She had worked hard at this company for three years to achieve her current success and wanted to continue climbing the corporate ladder through her own efforts, not wanting Qin Yue to change anything.
Qin Yue's expression remained calm, but a barely perceptible glint flashed in his eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses: "Regarding my identity as the president of Innovation Technology, I didn't intentionally hide it from you. Seeing you in that kind of setting today, I didn't know what you were thinking, so I didn't announce it publicly, but that doesn't mean I wanted to keep it a secret."
"I know," Jian Ran nodded, then added, "Work and life are completely separate for me; I don't want to bring my personal life into my work."
Her marriage to Qin Yue was a matter between the two of them, and Jian Ran felt there was absolutely no need to announce it to the company.
Firstly, she didn't want her work to be affected. Secondly, she wasn't sure how far her marriage with Qin Yue would go.
Seeing Jian Ran's resolute expression, Qin Yue paused, then asked, "Have you told your family about our marriage?"
Jian Ran shook her head, not wanting to talk about her family.
"I just took over Innovation Technology, and I have some things to handle personally. If you don't mind, I'd like to visit your parents with you after I'm done with this." He said, his expression and tone calm, as if he had already expected that Jian Ran hadn't mentioned this to her family.
"No need." Jian Ran refused directly, but then felt that this was inappropriate, and quickly explained, "Some things happened with my family, and we haven't been in contact for a long time. Let's talk about this later."
Home?
Every time she thought of that word, Jian Ran's heart would ache faintly, making it hard for her to breathe.
Three years ago, that home was no longer her home; she could never go back.
"Jian Ran," Qin Yue called her name deeply, then said, "From now on, you're not alone anymore; you have me."
Qin Yue's tone was calm, but because his voice was naturally pleasant, it carried a different kind of feeling.
These words, though not words of love, stirred up a complex mix of emotions within Jian Ran.
Although she had gritted her teeth and endured these past years, the thought of that incident still brought unbearable heartache and silent tears.
"Jian Ran," Qin Yue said after a long silence, "we are already husband and wife, and I sincerely want to spend my life with you."
Jian Ran was stunned by Qin Yue's sudden words. Looking up at him, meeting his sincere gaze, she replied, "I've also made up my mind to spend my life with you."
Qin Yue stared at her beautiful face for a few seconds, then said, "Then, Jian Ran, can you promise me that no matter what happens, you won't easily suggest breaking up?"
"Yes!" Jian Ran nodded firmly. "I will try my best to be a good wife."
Not easily suggesting breaking up was exactly what Jian Ran wanted, and hearing Qin Yue say it made her feel reassured.

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