Chapter 1: Marrying into the Fu Family is Indeed a Great Fortune!

Lin Luqiu sat on the Lin Family's couch in a slightly faded yellow print dress, timidly lowering her head with her braided pigtails hanging down in front of her chest.

Seeing her dressed like a dowdy village girl, step-sister Lin Yuxi's eyes flashed with disgust and disdain, then she turned to her parents, a picture of sweetness and understanding:

"Dad, Mom, are you really going to let sister marry Fu Jingchen in my place? But she's only just been found, isn't this a bit inappropriate? Why not let sister remain as Miss Lin of the Lin Family? As for marrying into the Fu Family… I should be the one to go."

Saying this, her eyes reddened, "Although that Mr. Fu has become a vegetable, I believe what the fortune teller said, once I marry into their family, everything will definitely get better…"

"Yuxi, what are you talking about? That is Fu Jingchen who holds sway over the leading enterprise in the business world, the Fu Group, and the whole Fu Family! The fortune teller said it doesn't matter which one of you sisters marries him! You naive girl, marrying someone like Fu Jingchen is such a wonderful opportunity, how could we not give it to your sister?"

Aunt Yu Manning chastised her daughter with a face of disapproval, then smiled towards Lin Luqiu sitting on the couch.

"Qiuqiu, originally this good fortune was to fall on your sister, but we thought about how much you've suffered outside, you deserve to lead a better life! So your father and I decided, let's make you the Young Madam of the Fu Family!"

As if it were a gracious favor, should she now kowtow in gratitude?

A scoff filled Lin Luqiu's downcast eyes, but when she lifted her head, her face was innocent, "Young Madam of the Fu Family? But Aunt Yu, I don't understand anything..."

Her hands clasped together, rubbing anxiously.

Lin Yuxi mocked in her heart upon seeing this, sure enough, a country bumpkin with no worldly experience, and even if she's the real daughter of the Lin Family, she's no match for me!

But when her gaze brushed past Lin Luqiu's delicate face, which despite the plain appearance was undeniably gorgeous, she couldn't help but feel envious.

How did such a breathtakingly beautiful face end up on Lin Luqiu! But luckily, she's just a rustic nobody, or else her own brilliance as Miss Lin might be completely overshadowed!

Once Lin Luqiu marries into the Fu Family, she, Lin Yuxi, will remain the unique and unequaled young lady of the Lin Family!

"There's no issue, since Fu Jingchen is unconscious anyway. Once you marry him, you'll be a cherished mascot, where's the need for you to understand anything?" Yu Manning said beamingly as she sat next to Lin Luqiu, holding her hand, "So is it settled then?"

"Alright…" Lin Luqiu nodded submissively, seemingly without the courage to resist.

With their goal achieved, Yu Manning exchanged a satisfied smile with her daughter.

...

The Fu Family's process of welcoming a new bride was swift, clearly revealing Mr. Fu's urgency for Fu Jingchen to regain consciousness. The next day, Lin Luqiu was picked up by the Fu Family's car.

"Fu Jingchen..." In the back seat, Lin Luqiu, wearing a red dress, softly repeated this familiar name, thinking with compassion about how this man had become a coma patient.

If it weren't for her memory of the man who had saved her in the mountains years ago, Fu Jingchen, oh Fu Jingchen... you might really have to spend the rest of your life as an unaware, useless being.

Since fate had given her this opportunity, she decided she would cure him.

Her master always said one should repay kindness and not be ungrateful. Let this be her repayment for Fu Jingchen's past help.

Once she had cured him, she could leave cleanly, owing him nothing.

...

The Fu Family's marriage was hasty and disheveled.

After the driver brought Lin Luqiu from the Lin Family to the Fu Mansion, no specific ceremonies were held.

Lin Luqiu merely met with Old Mr. Fu and Fu Jingchen's mother on the first floor, and was then taken to the master bedroom of the Family Head on the upper floor.

The one leading her in was Mrs. Zhou, a servant of Fu Jingchen's mother. As soon as Lin Luqiu stepped in, Mrs. Zhou left, closing the door behind her.

Standing in this dim, dark room that did not seem like daytime, Lin Luqiu smelled a somewhat pungent scent of disinfectant. She fumbled for the chandelier switch, and her vision finally cleared up.

Before her, in the center of the large bed, lay a man with a finely-sculpted, deep-set, and extraordinarily handsome face.

Even in his lack of consciousness, his thick eyebrows were knitted slightly, exuding a cold, aloof demeanor.

She also noticed that his black short hair was well-groomed, at least it was clean and tidy. He was wearing a black silk pajama made of high-quality material, and he looked as if he was just sleeping.

However, the pale hand that was exposed outside of the blanket, hooked up to the IV, and the electrocardiogram machine operating steadily beside the bed, betrayed his current condition.

Half a year ago, this influential figure who controlled the Fu Group and the entire Fu Family's power was involved in a car accident.

Though his life was saved, he had not opened his eyes since.

Now, he had been lying in his own bed for half a year, and everyone believed that he would never wake up.

At the thought, Lin Luqiu let out a light laugh. She walked over to the side of the bed, sat down, and took out a set of gleaming acupuncture tools from her red purse, then began to unbutton the man's pajamas.

...

Downstairs, Old Mr. Fu was leaning on his cane, full of worry, pondering over whether what the fortune teller had said could actually work. Beside him, Fu Jingchen's half-brother from a different mother, Fu Yuankai, was also becoming impatient.

Recalling the appearance of the little sister-in-law he had just met, a glint of light passed through his eyes, and he surreptitiously licked his lips.

His crippled and vegetative elder brother was indeed lucky, to still be able to marry such a beautiful woman despite his condition.

Having seen plenty of beauties, he was still astonished by Lin Luqiu's appearance.

The red dress worn by the bride was made of soft fabric with a body-hugging cut, displaying Lin Luqiu's attractive figure very well.

Such an enchanting woman given to his vegetative brother was simply a waste of heavenly gifts, Fu Yuankai thought regretfully.

Since Fu Jingchen was without consciousness anyway, why not let himself enjoy her in his brother's place?

With a lewd smile, he glanced over to the upstairs several times.

At the same time, another person was also covetously eyeing the main bedroom upstairs. It was Ding Mengxue, the adopted daughter of the Fu Family, who had grown up with Fu Jingchen.

"Grandfather... In my opinion, that fortune teller is simply a swindler. Marrying off Brother Jingchen to a wife to wake him up? That's utterly ridiculous... " Ding Mengxue said with an air of aggrievement towards Old Mr. Fu.

She was the one meant to marry Jingchen, yet a village girl from the mountains had snatched away the position of the Young Madam of the Fu Family!

In the future, that woman would be sharing a room with Jingchen; who knows what she would do to him!

Ding Mengxue could hardly contain the fury and jealousy in her heart.

Why should this Lin Luqiu be the one to marry Brother Jingchen!

Old Mr. Fu glanced at her but said nothing. In truth, they all knew that this matter was indeed absurd, but they had no other choice.

In order to see his grandson awaken, Old Mr. Fu was willing to try anything.

Furthermore, it was only about marrying off a grandson who lay in bed.

...

Upstairs, after administering the acupuncture to Fu Jingchen, Lin Luqiu took off her red high-heeled shoes and set them aside. She found a pair of white, soft, and comfortable slippers to wear around the room.

The red dress and the tight updo, which Yu Manning had done for her before coming, were already unbearable.

She went into the bathroom to undo her hair, letting it down, and immediately felt much more comfortable.

Before administering the needles, she had checked Fu Jingchen's condition, which was indeed not optimistic.

None of his senses were operational; simply put, he was a living dead man without consciousness.

But she was confident that, after her acupuncture treatment, he would certainly wake up within half a month.