Chapter 11 If You Want to Make a Statement, Pick a Date for the Wedding

And so, Wen Meimei, who had just turned 20 this year, married Qiao Chengxun, the number one God of Wealth in the Imperial Capital.

After getting in the car, Wen Meimei stared blankly at her red marriage booklet and asked gloomily, "Don't we have a wedding ceremony?"

Qiao Chengxun said in a deep voice, "If you want to be high-profile, we can pick a date for a wedding ceremony."

Wen Meimei was stunned. She had never thought that she would marry in such a way, that it was merely a cooperation, and that the wedding ceremony, such a superficial affair, was utterly pointless.

If she had a high-profile wedding with Qiao Chengxun, she would be tomorrow's headline.

Better forget it, long live freedom.

Speaking of which...

"Where are we going now?"

"To apply for a passport."

Wen Meimei had almost forgotten this loop.

...

By the time they had completed the passport application, it was 12 p.m. sharp. Wen Meimei had thought, at the very least, that King of Hell Qiao would invite her for a meal, but unexpectedly, this man who was colder than ice simply dropped her off at her front door.

Before throwing Wen Meimei out of the car, King of Hell Qiao tossed out a sentence, "Go home and pack your things; I'll pick you up tonight."

Then he went off to work.

Wen Meimei, harboring a fire in her heart, walked into her family's courtyard full of gloom.

Wen Lili immediately came out to meet her, but with an interrogative tone, "Wen Meimei, what did Young Master Qiao want with you?"

Wen Meimei looked at her with dim eyes, thinking to herself: None of your business...

But too lazy to respond verbally, she didn't pay her any mind and walked past her into the villa.

Wen Lili was extremely annoyed and angrily said, "Wen Meimei, stop right there!"

Wen Meimei had to pull out a smidge of patience and turned to look at her sister, "Sister, if you've got something to say, then say it. I'm not deaf."

"Hmph!" Wen Lili cocked her nose up priggishly, arrogance rising in her eyes, "The Jiang Family has already agreed to the marriage between Shanyu and me. We'll have the wedding at the end of the month."

"Oh, congratulations..." Wen Meimei blessed her half-heartedly.

Now, she was annoyed by any mention of marriage because she had been tricked to death by a cunning man.

Seeing her lukewarm reaction, Wen Lili's anger grew even stronger, and she couldn't help but mock, "Wen Meimei, don't think that just because you've climbed into Young Master Qiao's bed, you're something special. With the high threshold of the Qiao Family, a woman with no substance like you can't possibly enter Qiao's door. I advise you to stop daydreaming."

Wen Meimei chuckled secretly. If she flaunted the marriage certificate she had just obtained, would it deal 10,000 points of critical damage to Wen Lili?

No, even if she showed off her marriage certificate, this idiot would never believe it.

She would wait for Qiao Chengxun to pick her up tonight, then she'd flash the red booklet. By then, not only would she kill Wen Lili in a flash, but she would also wipe out the entire Wen Family!

"Like matches like. We'll see," Wen Meimei said meaningfully and turned to head into the kitchen. She was starving and needed to eat something before the battle.

...

After lunch, Wen Meimei went back to her room to start packing up her belongings.

She had quite a few things to take with her, including about two suitcases of clothing, two boxes of books, a desktop computer, a laptop, and various other miscellaneous items.

It took her an hour to finish packing, after which Wen Meimei lay lazily on her bed.

She thought about sending Qiao Chengxun a message to give him a heads up but then realized she didn't have his contact information.

Drunk with irony, she recognized that her relationship with Qiao Chengxun was less than zero.

...

Qiao Chengxun was not a punctual person. He said he would come to pick her up in the evening but arrived at 5:30 p.m. instead.

Today was a weekday. Wen Zhenguo was meeting with clients and had not gotten off work yet. Only the stepmother, Huang Yuling, her idiot daughter Wen Lili, and Wen Meimei, who was playing online games on the second floor, were at home.