Chapter 9: Not Marrying Unless It's You

Qiao Yi hopped onto the stairs and glanced downstairs, only to spot a handsome man seated on the sofa—a very cultured one at that.

Today was Qiao Xin's wedding. Although the ceremony was set for noon, Qiao Xin had been sent off to the venue early in the morning, leaving only Zhao Wenjing and Qiao Yi at home.

Initially, Zhao Wenjing was worried Qiao Yi would feel awkward seeing Lu Ming marry Qiao Xin, but Qiao Yi herself didn't see it that way and was even somewhat looking forward to it.

With her spirits high, Qiao Yi laboriously jumped down from the upper floor.

"Are you the personal doctor sent by Lu Yanchuan? It's just a sprained ankle, it'll heal in a couple of days. You can go back."

Lu Yanchuan's kind intention had been so sudden that she didn't have the guts to accept it.

"Miss Qiao, please let me examine it; otherwise, I won't have a way to explain to Mr. Lu when I go back."

His words were indisputable. After thinking it over, Qiao Yi agreed and sat down on the sofa.

"Just have a quick look then."

Considering he was a professional in this field, she didn't want to accept Lu Yanchuan's kindness, but she also shouldn't make it difficult for the doctor.

Ever since Qiao Yi came downstairs, Yun Qing had been sizing up Second Miss Qiao, but despite looking her over, he found her to be just a bit prettier and didn't notice anything else particularly striking about her.

Could Qiao Yi possess some inner qualities he had yet to detect?

When it came to his profession, Yun Qing immediately became serious.

After thoroughly checking Qiao Yi's sprained ankle and determining the severity of the injury, Yun Qing took out a tube of ointment from his box.

"This ointment is specifically for treating sprains. Just apply it to the affected area before going to sleep each night."

The tube of ointment he handed her didn't even have a brand on it—a plain, small tube that looked like it was only good for a few uses.

"Thank you."

Qiao Yi asked the auntie to take the ointment away, but when she turned around, she saw Yun Qing still staring at her.

"Is there anything else, Dr. Yun?"

Why were the individuals sent by Lu Yanchuan so strange? What kind of doctor fixates on their patient like this?

Uncomfortable under his gaze, Qiao Yi's expression naturally wasn't very pleasant.

Yun Qing really wanted to ask Qiao Yi just how she came to be involved with Lu Yanchuan, to the point where he would publicly help her out and take her as his wife.

However, the words reached his lips but were swallowed back down.

"Miss Qiao, you should pay attention to resting your injury. If you sprain it again, it could be more serious."

In the end, Yun Qing only said this much before he gathered his medical kit and left.

Qiao Yi was utterly baffled, but Zhao Wenjing stood at the top of the stairs, her face filled with satisfaction.

"Yiyi, I think Yanchuan treats you quite well. Why don't you go back to the Lu Family for the next few days? It doesn't look good for you to always be staying at home."

Qiao Yi was very puzzled. Just yesterday, Lu Yanchuan had only attended a banquet, and somehow it seemed like he had completely won over her parents?

When she first came back, her parents were still worried whether the Lu Family wasn't treating her well. How come they were suddenly so eager to send her away?

"Mom, let's not talk about this for now. Let's hurry and get ready for the wedding!"

Vaguely steering away from the subject, Zhao Wenjing pat her but did not continue the conversation.

Qiao Xin's wedding was being held at the same hotel as Qiao Yi's and even the venue and the master of ceremonies were the same.

It's unclear whether this was the Qiao Family's idea or the Lu Family's.

Qiao Yi looked at the wedding venue, decorated so similarly to her own wedding, and couldn't help but feel everything here was incredibly mocking.

She truly had no idea what kind of mood Qiao Xin was in.

Qiao Xin wasn't in any kind of mood; she was practically fuming with anger, even wanting to just walk away!

In the dressing room, Lu Ming was chatting on his cell phone with someone, his face unable to hide his smiles. Who could he be talking to?

Was this the man she was about to marry?

A sense of bitterness and desolation surged in Qiao Xin's heart.

Today was her wedding day! It was bad enough to marry a man she did not love, and worse yet, this man clearly did not care for her either!

"Mr. Lu, Miss Qiao, the wedding is about to start, all the guests have arrived."

The wedding MC knocked on the door, prompting Qiao Xin to gather her thoughts and respond, yet Lu Ming was reluctant to put down his phone, only lifting his head after being urged several times.

"Lu Ming, if you don't want to marry me, we can call off today's wedding. I won't marry into the Lu Family just for the sake of it!"

Qiao Xin couldn't help but speak out, her suspicions already raised by the look on Lu Ming's face as he checked his phone, suspicions she had yet to openly confront!

Startled by Qiao Xin's gaze, Lu Ming forced a smile and approached to adjust her veil.

"Why wouldn't I want to marry you? Just now, there was news from the company that a project under my supervision was successfully completed, which is why I exchanged a few more celebratory words with them. I apologize for my carelessness and neglecting you."

Lu Ming tenderly apologized, and Qiao Xin, half-believing and half-doubtful, ultimately chose to trust his words.

Marrying Lu Ming was imperative, and no matter what the future held, today she absolutely could not let Qiao Yi and Lu Yanchuan sneer at her!

The MC continued to hurry them outside, and the two inside resumed their false warmth, proceeding to the venue under the MC's lead.

The wedding march began to play inside the venue, and Qiao Yi was eagerly gazing at Qiao Xin's face when suddenly someone appeared beside her.

Lu Yanchuan? Why wasn't he sitting in the Lu Family's area but instead coming over here?

Seemingly discerning Qiao Yi's thoughts, Lu Yanchuan curved his lips slightly, intentionally leaning closer to Qiao Yi.

"You are my wife, the bride of the Lu Family. Shouldn't I sit beside you?"

Okay, Qiao Yi had no response to that reasoning and rolled her eyes, ignoring him.

After speaking, Lu Yanchuan himself was taken aback.

Was this kind of teasing something he would say?

Qiao Yi, engrossed in the bustle, did not notice the depth and inquiry in the eyes of the man behind her. All she thought about was that it was good for Lu Yanchuan to have come over so that Qiao Xin could clearly see Lu Yanchuan would rather chase after her than give Qiao Xin even a glance!

"The groom will now place the ring on the bride's finger."

Qiao Yi heard the MC's announcement and subconsciously looked down at her own hand.

On the ring finger of her left hand was a ring that was obviously a size too large.

This was the ring that Lu Yanchuan had taken off his hand and put on hers on their wedding day. Qiao Yi had intended to return it to him after the wedding but had never found the right opportunity.

But now, she oddly didn't feel like returning it to Lu Yanchuan anymore.

"Where is the ring from our wedding day?"

Lu Yanchuan next to her timely asked the question, and Qiao Yi was taken aback for a moment, mocking herself inwardly before slipping off the ring and placing it in Lu Yanchuan's hand.

"I should have returned it to you earlier, just never found the right moment."

Lu Yanchuan took the ring and placed it back on his hand.

"This is a men's ring. After the wedding is over, I'll take you to pick out a new one."