Xu Yinyin woke up to the sound of her phone vibrating like it was having a seizure.
She opened one eye.
245 missed calls.
1,982 unread messages.
And one very annoying notification at the top:
"BREAKING: LU ZEYAN CLAIMS HIS WIFE IN VIRAL KISS!"
– Gossip Panda News
"…HUH?"
She shot up.
Her picture was everywhere.
The kiss. The hand on the waist. The lip gloss smudge on Zeyan's suit.
Her jaw dropped. "OH MY GOD. I'm trending."
She wasn't even dressed yet. Just wearing his white shirt again. Why did this keep happening?
Meanwhile, at LUX Group HQ
Zeyan sat in his office.
Three executives stared at him.
"Boss…" one whispered. "Are you... married?"
"No."
"But... you kissed her. On camera. With passion."
"It was just for show."
They nodded.
Then one asked, "So why is she listed on our internal system as your emergency contact, spouse, and co-owner of your yacht?"
He blinked.
"…She hacked the system again?"
Xu Yinyin: Chaos Level MAX
She walked into the office like a walking scandal.
Sunglasses. A tight dress. Full glam.
And the absolute audacity.
"Morning, husband~," she purred.
Zeyan: "Stop calling me that."
She sat on his desk. "Too late. I got us a couple name: LuYin Nation. Hashtags are doing great."
He glared. "What do you want?"
She handed him a document.
"What's this?"
She grinned.
"Application for Wife Benefits™️."
Zeyan scanned it.
• Weekly dates (mandatory).
• Lunch deliveries (with love notes).
• One yacht trip per month.
• She gets the left side of the bed.
He stared at her.
"You're insane."
"You're the one who kissed me in front of 40 million people. 🤷♀️"
But Then…
PR team burst in.
"Bad news!" someone gasped. "Someone leaked wedding documents—real ones! It says you two are LEGALLY MARRIED!"
Dead silence.
Zeyan turned.
Yinyin slowly backed away.
"Yinyin," he said darkly, "what. did. you. do?"
"I thought it was a prop marriage license!" she squeaked. "It was shiny and gold and... very realistic."
"You submitted it?!"
"…Maybe?"
That Night
The doorbell rang.
She opened it.
Zeyan stood there.
Hair messy. Tie undone. Holding the real marriage license.
"You have one job now," he said, pushing inside.
She blinked. "What?"
"Convince my grandfather this was all fake. Or we're stuck in this... legally insane marriage."
She smirked.
"Or we convince him it's real... and make you fall for me."
Zeyan froze.
She leaned in.
"Careful, Lu Zeyan. You already kissed me once. Second time? You might not want to stop."