The rain fell heavily outside the Civil Affairs Bureau.
Long Tian stood beneath the eaves, holding a thin red marriage certificate; his clothes were damp, and his expression was calm.
He was getting married.
"This marriage is only in name," A cold voice resounded flatly in his ears.
The one who spoke was a strikingly ethereal young woman, characterized by flawlessly pale skin, a delicately oval face, exquisitely shaped eyebrows, and attractively glossy lips that were captivating, tempting any man to experience their allure.
She stood straight and cold, wearing a white shirt and black skirt that complemented her figure, her black heels spotless.
Her name is Meng Lingxue, the CEO of Glacier Crown Corporation and also the number one beauty in Shanghai, an unrivalled and unparalleled beauty.
She is a businesswoman exposed to the business world, where her reputation is thunderous and renowned. She goes by many titles, but the most popular is the Ruthless Ice Queen.
A no-mercy businesswoman.
She had a large chest and firm butt that added to her enchanting figure.
Her body looked like a seductress, but her cold eyes were like glaciers—frosty and chilly. Her entire body emitted a comparable aura.
Yet, despite this, she was the goddess in every man's heart.
Numerous men from different backgrounds had tried to woo her, but she rejected their advances.
Her gaze was distant, as if the man she married was nothing more than a formality.
She then handed him a document.
It was a marriage contract.
Long Tian raised a brow; he hadn't even processed the fact that he had a wife, and now he was being handed terms.
He lowered his gaze and read.
"This marriage is contractual and nominal only."
"The marital relationship exists in legal status alone."
So that was it: a marriage built on interest.
He continued reading.
"Neither party shall interfere in the personal life of the other."
"No emotional, romantic, or spousal obligations shall be implied."
His fingers paused slightly; he raised his head and glanced at the figure before him.
Meng Lingxue was already on her phone, her expression focused, as if the fate of their marriage wasn't worth a second thought.
Long Tian returned to the document.
"Party A shall assume full financial responsibility for Party B."
His lips twitched; he wasn't just a husband in name but a kept one.
Then his eyes narrowed.
"This Agreement shall be valid for six (6) months."
"Upon expiration, both parties shall divorce without objection."
The marriage contract was for a period of six months. A deadline marriage.
To him, this wasn't a marriage but more like a transaction.
"Are you done?" Meng Lingxue asked coolly, sensing his gaze.
Long Tian coughed lightly, then nodded.
"Yes."
She didn't look relieved, only indifferent. It was as if the marriage was nothing substantial to her—like a raindrop falling into the sea.
"Are you sure your grandfather would accept the divorce? Our marriage was formed due to our grandfathers." Long Tian frowned and asked.
"There's no way I would marry you; within six months, I would divorce you whether you like it or not." She said coldly.
The reason she agreed to marry Long Tian was because of her grandfather. Who would have expected to be called home only to find out you have a husband out of nowhere?
Her grandfather threatened her with her company, which made her comply, as he was the largest shareholder of the company.
What benefits would the young man bring her?
He had an average face, was poorly dressed in plain clothes, and wore a pair of dirty sandals.
Meng Lingxue was a hygiene freak.
To her, they weren't compatible. She could list thousands of shortcomings in Long Tian; he wasn't even handsome, which was number one on the list.
Long Tian sighed, a bit amused by what was happening.
"If you have no objections, sign it," she said, hearing his sigh. "You may stay in the villa, but remember your place."
Long Tian signed without hesitation.
As he stood, he slipped the contract into his pocket and smiled faintly.
She frowned when she saw his expression.
She expected him to be fuming in anger, humiliated, or even showing pride.
Instead, he looked… amused.
She shook it off. Who was she?
She was the CEO of Glacier Crown Corporation and the number one beauty in Eastern Metropolis.
VROOM!
Meng Lingxue entered her Chevrolet, started it, and drove away, leaving him eating the dust of the car.
Long Tian watched as his wife abandoned him on the side of the street.
"What kind of wife did I marry?" He chuckled. They were legally married, yet he was dumped.
Who would have expected to come to China after many years, only to receive such a humiliating scene?
"Well, I guess I would have to take the train or bus." Long Tian walked under the heavy rain to the nearest train stop.
At least the train was a free ride. The last cash with him was ¥10 (yuan).
He could only blame fate for giving him such a wife.
He entered the train, sitting down as he began to sort out his next step.
He didn't come to China for the arranged marriage but for revenge.
A cold light flashed through his eyes; if Meng Lingxue had seen his gaze, she would have been shocked.
If she knew who she had truly married, she wouldn't be this calm.
And if she ever learned what lay beneath his ordinary appearance—
Long Tian chuckled softly.
Six months.
Who was he?
The Fox King of the Devil's Island.
The Virgin Playboy.
He wondered how long her cold composure would last.