"Si Beihan, marry me!"

In front of the Si family villa, on a low-key luxurious Maybach.

Dressed in a custom black suit, Si Beihan lethargically leans back in the rear seat. His narrow, cold eyes look nonchalantly at the young girl blocking the car.

The girl is dressed in rags, sewn together from colorful patches of fabric. Her hair is tied in a ponytail, and she carries a worn, gray crossbody bag.

With a small, oval face, almond eyes, wild eyebrows, and a cute little cherry mouth under her uptilted nose, her eyes brim with a rebellious spirit.

Just a minute ago, he arrived at the Si family villa, ready to get off the car.

He had no idea where this woman suddenly rushed out from, blocking his path, the first thing she said was, "Si Beihan, marry me."

Ha!

He is used to women throwing themselves at him. However, a woman asking him to marry her outright, this is a first.

Si Beihan steps out of the car, buttoning his suit with one hand. Under the sunlight, his well-defined wrists are so white, they almost glow.

Su Liyue squints her eyes against the sunlight as she looks at him.

The man in front of her is uniquely noble, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, a face of devastatingly handsome features, and he radiates an aura of aloofness.

This is her fiance.

The current patriarch of the Si family, the cream of the crop in the capital city.

A renowned old fox in the business world.

Ruthless in action, decisive in affairs, with a streak of cunning, cruelty, intelligence, heartlessness and coldness.

In short, he is a troublesome man to handle.

Suli Yue took a deep breath, stepped forward, blocking his path again.

"Si Beihan, I am your fiancée."

"Our marriage was set when we were ten. My grandmother had always told me that I should marry you when I grow up."

Fiancée?

Hearing this, Si Beihan nearly laughed in disbelief. He had seen shameless people before, but never one as audacious as her, who dared to announce she was to marry him, even fabricating a marriage agreement out of thin air.

The man, running out of patience, waved his hand dismissively: "Someone, kick her out!"

As his words fell, two black-clad bodyguards charged towards her.

Si Beihan sneered coldly and walked away towards the villa, but suddenly two agonizing screams caught his ear.

"Ah——"

"Ahem——"

Boom!!!

The two bodyguards crashed heavily into a nearby flower bed, crying out in pain.

Si Beihan halted his steps and whipped around.

The little girl nonchalantly dusted off her sleeves, a faint hint of wildness hidden in her slightly raised eyes.

"These two novices are barely enough to warm me up."

Si Beihan's pupils contracted, "Who on earth are you?!"

In less than ten seconds, she had knocked down his two hired bodyguards. Such power, it was rather terrifying!

Su Liyue slightly curved the corner of her lips, stepping forward.

"Allow me to formally introduce myself."

"I am Su Liyue, the only heir to the Xuanmen's legacy."

"I can tell fortunes, read faces, do divination, geomancy, and ghost catching. I am proficient in all of them."

"At the age of twelve, you were engaged to me. You have even paid respects to my ancestors at Xuanmen, which makes you my husband-to-be. Now that time has come, it is time for us to get married."

Si Beihan sneered.

Xuanmen? Fortune-telling, ghost catching? What kind of nonsense is this?

Where did this swindler come from, trying to scam him, Si Beihan?

Keeping a poker face, he ignored Su Liyue and turned to walk away, heading toward his villa.

Just then, an elderly man with white hair, leaning on a cane, came out with a look of excitement on his face.

"Oh my! Liyue, you finally came! Come, come, come inside!"

Si Beihan freezes once again: "Grandfather?"

The grumpy Old Master Si strikes his leg with his walking stick : "What are you dawdling for? Hurry and invite your little fiancée in!"

Si Beihan: ????

Fifteen minutes later, Si Beihan finally understood the whole story.

Apparently, this woman named Su Liyue was indeed his betrothed.

When he was a child, his health wasn't good and he ended up having to visit the hospital frequently. When he was twelve, he suddenly fell into a coma due to an unrelenting high fever. It was only through the guidance of a guru that they managed to seek aid from an occult family—Xuanmen.

The one who saved him at that time was an old woman.

The old woman had stated that if he agreed to be engaged to her granddaughter, she would save him.

Naturally, the Si family agreed without a second thought.

Strangely enough, his illness disappeared on the night of their engagement.

Afterwards, over a decade has passed and his health has remained good. He's not had a single illness.

However, he had no recollection of this memory at all.

Si Beihan sat on the sofa, headache throbbing as he looked at the marriage contract Su Liyue gave him.

"The union of two families, an alliance on one platform. A lasting union filled with love, equally matched. Xuanmen bears witness, heaven and earth as our judge. If this oath is violated, may divine punishment befall! Failure to fulfill this commitment leads to instant death! Contract bearers: Su Liyue and Si Beihan."

There were two small fingerprints on the contract with their names.

Si Beihan remained quiet.

As if struck by lightning.

Dropping dead instantly…

Is this a marriage contract?

Wouldn't a curse be more fitting?

He couldn't null this marriage, not to mention he got an unexpected fiancée.

With rage, he threw the marriage contract at Su Liyue and stormed out of the room.

"You rascal, you stop right there!" Sir's grandfather cursed. Seeing that Si Beihan had no intention of stopping, he found himself awkwardly looking at Su Liyue.

"Liyue, give him some time to accept it. You stay at grandpa's house for now, and I'll handle the rest."

Su Liyue agreed and settled in the room next to Si Beihan's.

The room was spacious and warmly decorated.

She took out her luggage and started packing.

All her stuff was kept in a portable space charm, very convenient for use.

Firstly, she brought out her granny’s portrait, hung it at the center of the room.

As the portrait was unrolled, a kind elderly woman's figure rose from the canvas.

She looked at the room from top to bottom.

"Wow! This place is not bad at all!"

"What do you think, Li Yue, isn't the husband that Grandma has chosen for you impressive?"

"He's handsome and wealthy, our future is set, Li Yue!"

Su Li Yue brought out three sticks of incense for her.

The old grandma quickly floated over, took a big sniff of the incense, her face full of satisfaction.

"He's handsome, yes, but too aloof. Plus, he clearly doesn't want to acknowledge this marriage."

"He's just temporarily blind!" The old grandma said angrily, "Our Li Yue is beautiful and adorable, and the most powerful and unique successor of our Sect. If he spends time with you, he's bound to fall for you within three days!"

Su Li Yue rolled her eyes secretly and brought out a piece of cake as an offering for Grandma.

The old lady joyously pinched the cake, savoring it.

Just then, a frantic knocking came from outside the door.

"Open up! You little con artist! Open the door quickly!"