Chapter 5: I Came with Di Yunshen to Register Our Marriage

Yun Shasha frowned. "Are you sure you didn’t see it wrong?"

"Yes! Did you forget? We saw her go to the backyard with our own eyes."

Yun Shasha gritted her teeth, lost in thought, then said, "Tomorrow I’ll have my father come over. First, to offer an apology, and second, to find out more about Su Qingli. I really want to see what kind of woman she is!"

At that moment, in the backyard of Yun Jinwan, the black jade that Su Qingli had thrown into the water shattered, the black and white twin fish were dead, and the willow trees by the lake had lost their green leaves, which now carpeted the ground.

Tonight, the moon was unusually full.

Everything seemed to portend unrest.

A complex look shone in Su Qingli’s eyes as well. "It was always a half-life game, but now it’s become a deadlock."

"Is there any way out?"

Su Qingli looked at him gravely. "Yes. Counteract the misfortune with a joyous event."

There are many ways to do this, but right now, the most effective is marriage. And the bride must be a woman whose birth chart is entirely yang... After finishing her explanation to Di Yunshen, Su Qingli returned to her room.

Di Yunshen wanted to see her back, but his phone rang. Glancing at the caller ID, he saw it was the Elder.

"I’ll give you eight vineyards—let Lier marry me."

"That’s not up to me to decide, the girl—"

"Ten."

"But—"

"Eighteen!"

"Deal!"

Di Yunshen suddenly laughed. "Old Qi, nothing gets past you, does it? You already knew tonight’s feng shui couldn’t be fixed."

Both men were in high spirits. After hanging up, the Elder immediately called Su Qingli.

In her room, Su Qingli was applying a face mask. "Master."

"Qingli, you must help with the Di family’s problem."

"I’ve done everything I can. Once it’s over, I want nothing to do with them. I just want to return to the mountains."

"Qingli, don’t you want to know what ties you have to that young man from the Di family? Your body is pure yang—if you marry into the Di family and get to the bottom of everything, maybe that boy is even connected to your own past."

Her origins had always been a knot in Su Qingli’s heart. At these words, she fell silent.

"Master..."

"Take this opportunity. Stay by his side, investigate, and then decide. There’s no rush."

"I understand."

After hanging up, Su Qingli’s feelings were complicated. Her divinations always revealed cause and effect, but when it came to Di Yunshen...

What was the real connection between them?

Adjusting her mood, Su Qingli went to knock on the door next to hers.

Knock, knock, knock...

There was no response from inside.

"Di Yunshen, are you asleep?"

Still no answer. Su Qingli was about to leave when it seemed the door behind her opened.

She hadn’t even turned around when she caught a whiff of an alluring fragrance.

"Lier, what’s the matter?"

She turned back at the sound of his voice, about to scold him for being so mushy—but... but the sight before her...

Was a little too much to handle.

Di Yunshen had just finished showering, droplets of water still clinging to his hair as he came to open the door. Around his waist hung a loosely draped towel, as if it might fall at any moment.

And that body—well, it was quite a feast for the eyes! Coupled with that cold, handsome face of his!

Suddenly, Su Qingli found herself rooted to the spot. The way he called her—how was she supposed to bear it?

For the first time, she understood what that joy people online talked about really meant.

"I... I..." Su Qingli found herself at a loss for words. She’d always thought of herself as upright!

Suddenly, a pair of hands landed on her shoulders—it was Di Yunshen, pulling her into the room.

"Come in and talk."

Su Qingli felt her legs go weak and plopped right down on his bed. When Di Yunshen finished pouring water and turned around, he too froze for a moment.

Then, as if nothing had happened, he handed her the cup.

Su Qingli just stared at him, wandering around in that towel, swaying right in front of her! She was honestly a little restless, her eyes trailing after that towel...

After sitting like that for twenty minutes, Su Qingli completely shut down.

She’d grown up in the mountains, never experienced city life, so she’d always assumed she had no interest in men! Always thought herself upright!

Until now. Now, she wasn’t so sure.

Desire is human—perfectly normal!

"Di... Di Yunshen, I mean, I have a pure yang constitution. So why don’t we..."

Di Yunshen knew what she was getting at, but he pretended not to. Raising an eyebrow, he said, "Why don’t we...?"

"No, no, I mean, why don’t we break this feng shui deadlock together?"

"Excellent idea."

Su Qingli was still in a daze, not quite understanding what he meant by "excellent idea."

Back in her own room, Su Qingli summed it up: from now on, she didn’t just like money—she liked men, too!

The next morning, Di Yunshen dragged Su Qingli off to the registry office. While he took a call in the car, Su Qingli got out first.

"You again, country bumpkin!"

Su Qingli looked over. It was Qiao Ke.

Qiao Ke suddenly realized something and clung to Lin Qianze’s arm beside her. "Since we’ve run into you, I’ll tell you some good news: Qianze and I are getting our marriage certificate."

"I know."

"How could you know! Oh, I get it—you’re here to chase after Qianze!"

As she spoke, Qiao Ke eyed Su Qingli warily.

Lin Qianze, standing beside her, looked at Su Qingli with a playful gaze. Clearly, he agreed with what Qiao Ke had just said.

"Heh... You really are good at flattering yourself. Aside from the registry office, the only other place here is the crematorium. Surely you’re not here to be cremated?"

Suddenly struck by a thought, Su Qingli looked at Lin Qianze. "Last time, I wasn’t joking. You’d better go check on your father. If you don’t, it won’t be long before you’re back here again. Next time, though, it might really be the crematorium."

Lin Qianze, a spoiled rich kid, already disliked Su Qingli. Hearing this, his anger boiled over, and he raised his hand to slap her.

But before he could, Su Qingli caught his wrist, and pain shot through him.

"Let go, let go, let go!!"

Su Qingli simply released him.

"What are you all standing around for? Tie this woman up and throw her in the sea!"

Su Qingli glanced instinctively at the crossroads behind her, a flash of inspiration.

"I’m here to register my marriage with Di Yunshen. From today on, I’ll be the esteemed Mrs. Di. If you lay a finger on me today, tomorrow..."

"Ahahaha!!"

"Hahaha!"