1 An Prenatal Marriage with the Daughter of the Jiang Family

Night.

Several bolts of serpent-shaped lightning flashed across the pitch-black horizon as thunder rumbled in the distance.

All was well at the Jiang Family's ancestral home.

The bodyguards and maids had automatically split into two rows at the villa entrance and stood at attention on both sides of the pathway.

A group of people barged in abruptly on such a night.

A young man wearing a dark blue shirt and black trousers took the lead.

In the dim moonlight, his face was barely visible.

Nevertheless, he exuded a natural, majestic aura of a leader. Anyone who was standing near him could already feel this energy.

Quan Rui indeed lived up to his name as the Chairman of the Universal Group and the only child of the Quan Family, which had Asia at its beck and call.

Only he was worthy of the title supreme leader.

The bodyguards and maids standing in the pathway were oppressed by his strong aura and didn't dare lift their heads. Instead, they all bowed respectfully and shouted in unison, "Welcome, Mr. Quan."

Quan Rui did not even look at them. It was as if these people didn't exist.

He stepped forward with his long, slender legs and walked toward the villa.

After taking two steps forward, he saw something from the corner of his eye that caught him off guard. It was the white silhouette of a person.

Quan Rui turned his head slightly and narrowed his pitch-black pupils as he looked at the patch of grass indifferently.

Quan Rui did not speak, but the two assistants standing behind him began whispering to each other.

"George, that old fogey from the Jiang Family is very rigid and conservative. Why would he allow people to organize a charity event in his ancestral home?" asked Luo Wei, turning his head to George.

Luo Wei had rushed over right after he put his work aside. He was not yet familiar with the situation in the Jiang Family.

George looked at Quan Rui, who was standing in front of them, and pushed his glasses against the bridge of his nose before saying, "Old Master Jiang passed away abruptly some time ago. His son, Jiang Hao, was the one who organized this charity event. He's very laid back and leads a life of debauchery. This time, Jiang Hao gathered all the famous people in Sanjiang City. On the surface, they call this a charity event and make it sound nicer than it is, but in reality, it's just an occasion for the rich and famous to eat, drink, and make merry."

"Then why do we have to be here?" Luo Wei became even more puzzled.

"Doesn't Boss Quan frown on people like them? Why would he come here when it's already so late?"

"There are things you're unaware of." As George said this, he took on a slightly mysterious mien before shifting closer to Luo Wei. His voice became low and conspiratorial, "Boss has a prenatal betrothal with the daughter of the Jiang Family, so he has to show up."

"I see…" Luo Wei nodded and turned to look in front of him, but he realized that his boss, who was several paces ahead, had suddenly stopped dead in his tracks.

"He was fine earlier. Why did he just stop walking so abruptly?"

George, too, noticed his boss's oddity and his face instantly turned pale.

"Boss stopped walking… Could he have overheard the conversation between Luo Wei and me just now?

"Boss never liked it when we gossiped behind his back."

Just when both of them felt seized with anxiety, they saw Quan Rui turn his head and walk toward the lawn.

"This…"

Everyone was stunned for a moment. What was wrong with Quan Rui?

"Why would he walk on the lawn when there was a proper pathway?"

As for Quan Rui…

He strode confidently ahead under the shocked gaze of all who were present. Then the tall man stopped right in front of a girl.

She was practically on her hands and knees on the soft grass; Quan Rui looked down at her calmly to size her up.

Her hair, long as seaweed, cascaded casually down her back.

The girl was dressed in a pristine white dress, which looked exceptionally clean and pure on a pitch-black night like this.

Her fair, jade-like fingers were anxiously groping around in the grass.

In the dim light, and from her movements, it seemed unlikely that she would find whatever she was looking for until morning.

Furthermore, Quan Rui also noticed that her ten long, slender fingers were thoroughly caked in brown mud. He thought that she must have been searching here for a long time.

Quan Rui just stood watching her in silence.

The girl only noticed his black leather shoes when she turned around to search the area beside her.

Her thin, willow brows knitted into a slight frown as she lifted her head to gaze up at the man in front of her.