I Marry You

Uncle Xiaoshu was stunned.

He had always thought that the obedient Weiwei would never do such a thing.

"What are you talking about? Weiwei would never do something like that! Don't try to ruin her reputation!" Uncle Xiaoshu was furious, slamming the table hard.

Lin Yuhuan looked at Uncle Xiaoshu's angry expression with a cold gaze. "If you don't believe me, go check last Friday's surveillance footage yourself. Don't accuse me of ruining her reputation without proof. Besides, Lin Weiwei's reputation is already bad enough. Do I even need to make it worse?"

After saying that, she ignored the ugly expressions on Uncle Xiaoshu and Song

Yingjun's faces, grabbed her car keys, and walked out.

As soon as Lin Yuhuan left the Lin family, another heated argument broke out inside the house.

But she didn't care.

Unlike her, Lin Weiwei had always done her dirty deeds in secret.

Their father, Lin Tianyi, had been completely deceived by Song Yingjun and Lin Weiwei.

But now that Lin Yuhuan had exposed some of their schemes, how could Lin Tianyi not be furious?

Of course, he would argue with Song Yingjun over and over again.

After all the fights, Lin Yuhuan wondered how much love was even left between them.

She drove out of the garage and arrived at the entrance of the VISTA Club thirty minutes later.

As she stepped out of her car, she was met with a sea of luxury vehicles.

Compared to them, her car, which barely cost over two hundred thousand, looked like a tricycle that had mistakenly wandered into a gathering of luxury cars.

VISTA was the most famous high-end club in Jiangcheng, the top entertainment spot for all the rich young elites.

There were no strict rules about class divisions, but everyone here knew exactly where they stood in the social hierarchy.

Lin Yuhuan shut the car door and, relying on her memory, pushed open the door to a private room.

Inside, several elegantly dressed women were standing.

The air was filled with the overwhelming scent of expensive perfume, making her frown slightly.

The men in the room lounged on premium leather sofas, hidden in the dim lighting.

Their cold, oppressive aura was enough to make everyone else hold their breath.

Even though Lin Yuhuan had prepared herself mentally before coming, facing this man again still made her uneasy.

It was an instinctive fear.

"Mr. Gu, I know you're choosing your future wife, but I believe no one here is more suitable than me," Lin Yuhuan smiled, her lips curling up in confidence.

The man lifted his eyes, his voice indifferent. "Why?"

Lin Yuhuan leaned in slightly, lowering her voice. "Because you clearly hate women, yet you still slept with me while fully sober. If you don't marry me, do you really think you can marry someone else?"

She had dared to come because, in her past life, Gu Beishen never got married before she died.

That meant none of the women here today would ever win his favor.

Gu Beishen's distaste for women was a well-known secret among the elite.

Countless women had tried to get close to him, hoping to be the one to change that, but none had ever succeeded.

Gu Beishen raised his hand slightly.

The bodyguard beside him immediately understood and led all the other women out of the room.

Within seconds, only the two of them remained.

"Come here," Gu Beishen commanded.

Lin Yuhuan wasn't afraid.

At first, she had wanted to stay away from Gu Beishen.

He was dangerous, and she had no desire to provoke him.

But if she didn't marry him, she would be forced to marry someone like An Yizhi, something worse than death.

If marriage was just a transaction, she would rather choose the one with the most power.

At least that way, she wouldn't be under Song Yingjun's control anymore.

She walked forward in her pointed heels, but before she could steady herself, a strong hand wrapped around her wrist.

With just a small movement of his fingers, she fell into his arms like a fragile willow branch swaying in the wind.

Her soft body was pressed against his firm chest, and she could smell the faint scent of tobacco on him.

"Why do you want to marry me?" Gu Beishen asked, putting out his cigarette.

"The Lin family is forcing me to marry my cheating fiancé, An Yizhi, but I don't want to. Besides, how could someone like An Yizhi compare to you, Mr. Gu?" Lin Yuhuan's dark eyes were full of innocence, her tone carrying a slight hint of flattery.

Gu Beishen traced his fingers over her delicate features as if trying to determine whether she was telling the truth.

Lin Yuhuan let him touch her, quietly resting in his arms without struggling.

She looked calm on the surface, but only she knew how nervous she really was.

"Alright, I'll marry you," Gu Beishen finally said.

Lin Yuhuan had expected this answer.

The moment he withdrew his hand, she stood up from his embrace and obediently sat beside him.

"Okay," she replied without hesitation.

Gu Beishen gave her a long, thoughtful glance. From the moment she stepped into the room, she had remained incredibly calm.

That was good.

Compared to other women who desperately tried to flaunt their beauty in front of him, Lin Yuhuan was quiet and composed.

And most importantly, his body didn't reject her touch.

That was enough to make her suitable as Mrs. Gu.

He casually tossed a business card onto the table.

"This is Chen Zhou's number. If you have any requests, tell him. We'll get married next week."

"Okay."

Gu Beishen studied her again.

This woman had no hesitation at all.

Lin Yuhuan sat quietly and waited for him to leave before finally picking up the business card.

Chen Zhou was his assistant.

A man as busy as Gu Beishen wouldn't bother discussing wedding details himself.

Besides, he didn't love her.

He was simply fulfilling a transaction.

Lin Yuhuan tucked the business card into her pocket.

It was getting late. She would call Chen Zhou tomorrow.

Everything had gone even smoother than she had expected.

She was going to be Mrs. Gu next week.

If not for the business card in her hand, she might have thought she was dreaming.

Lin Yuhuan drove back to the Lin family's house.

The living room was silent, except for the quiet movements of the maids.

When one of the maids saw her return, there was a flicker of fear in her eyes.

"Did anything happen while I was gone?" Lin Yuhuan poured herself a glass of water and asked.

The maid hesitated before answering, "After you left, the master suddenly got angry for some reason and slapped the second young miss. He also made her leave the Lin family."