Her little brother was always so considerate—Yuxi Yue felt completely at ease.
If only Grace Gordon could be this obedient, she thought.
Grandfather was taking his afternoon nap. Not wanting to disturb him, Yuxi Yue headed straight back to her bedroom.
With the curtains drawn, the room was shrouded in darkness—a perfect place for a midday rest.
She drifted off quickly.
In her dream, she found herself back in the events of the original novel.
It was her engagement party with Grace Gordon. Right at the crucial moment, that scoundrel took a phone call and left her behind without a second glance.
She was utterly humiliated—reduced to a laughingstock across all of Beijing.
Even in the dream, she felt icy cold, shivering uncontrollably.
Yuxi Yue startled awake.
It turned out her phone was ringing.
She picked up. “Babe! The whole internet’s exploding—news of your marriage to Frederick Fairfax is everywhere!”
What?
How could that be?
No way Frederick Fairfax would leak that himself, right?
“Fairfax Corp.’s official Weibo just confirmed it! You’re officially the president’s wife now. Babe, you’re amazing!” Bella Snow was so excited, she was already shipping their relationship online.
Right then, Frederick Fairfax’s call came through as well.
Crap.
Was he going to think she was the one who’d leaked it?
Yuxi Yue hurriedly hung up on Bella Snow and answered Frederick Fairfax’s call instead.
“You’re asking ME? Unbelievable! You actually had some gossip blogger expose our marriage license? Do you love me that much, you just had to make it official for the world—that I’m your husband?”
He really was full of himself!
Yuxi Yue started scrolling through Weibo. No surprise—it had already exploded. “Seriously, it’s not like being married to me is shameful. Let the whole world know, why not?”
“We had an agreement—no going public before the wedding.”
“Frederick Fairfax, it wasn’t me. You can check. Don’t go blaming me every time something happens.”
She hung up.
Then dove right back into Weibo.
[Did my brother really get married? No way—must be a dream.]
[Bro, snap out of it! You’re only 26! Only four movies—all of a sudden you’re getting married?]
[So the young master has to marry for family interests too, huh? Life in the rich and powerful isn’t as easy as it looks.]
[No way! Why isn’t Lydia James the bride? I shipped your first-love couple for six years! Where did this Yuxi Yue come from???]
[Bro, if your family’s forcing you, blink twice!]
[What a power couple! The young master of Beijing and its top socialite—I’m in!]
[The new wife is gorgeous! By the way, what’s with your pink hair?]
[You barely made any films, and now you’ll do even less after this marriage. I protest!