Flash Marriage

An Ran looked at the marriage certificate in her hand, feeling somewhat dazed.

She had wanted to find a man to get married to, but this speed was indeed too fast.

"I'm usually very busy and may not have much time to accompany you. Here's the key to the house, you can just go there directly," the man who spoke was her newlywed husband, Yan Ge, and the two of them were still standing outside the civil affairs bureau.

One hour ago.

The weather in Haicheng was always so strange, one moment it was sunny, the next moment it was cloudy. (Read more on qdreads.com)

An Ran was sitting face to face with her blind date partner today. He seemed a bit uneasy, but it didn't affect her performance.

"Mr. Li, I won't beat around the bush. Aunt Zhang has already told you about my situation, and I know about your situation too. I'm in a hurry, so it would be best if we can get married after spending a few days together. Do you have any issues with that?" An Ran picked up the coffee in front of her and took a sip, finding that it wasn't the taste she liked.

She arrived relatively late, and when she arrived, her blind date partner had already ordered the coffee, so she didn't complain.

"Miss An, my parents are also urging me to get married quickly, but I still hope that we can spend more time together before getting married. After all, marriage is a lifetime commitment," Mr. Li said in a deep voice.

He had indeed heard from the matchmaker that the other party was anxious to get married, but this was still too hasty.

"I don't have that much time. It would be best to get married immediately!" An Ran's voice had just fallen, when similar words came from behind her, making her slightly stunned.

Seeing her reaction, Mr. Li stood up, apologized to her, and left directly.

Watching the back of her blind date partner leaving, An Ran felt disappointed. This was the twentieth blind date she had been on this week, and none of them had worked out.

After a while, a woman wearing high heels quickly left, muttering that the man was a lunatic. Only then did Anran look towards the man's position.

With a flick of her eyes, without much hesitation, she walked straight to the man.

Placing her hands on the table, she blinked at the man in front of her.

The man was quite good-looking, with sword-like eyebrows, starry eyes, an oval face, big eyes, double eyelids, and rosy thin lips. He exuded a masculine aura, but he also seemed cold and unapproachable.

But even so, Anran was not intimidated.

"You're also in a hurry to get married, why don't we make a match?" Anran said boldly.

The sudden appearance of her face in front of him caught Yan Ge off guard.

The other person appeared to be in her early twenties, much younger than him. At this age, she should still be in school.

Is she in such a rush to get married at such a young age?

No wonder Yan Ge misunderstood. Anran was indeed in her twenties, but she was already 26 years old, not a child, and she wasn't in school either. It's just that she happened to have a baby face that made her look younger.

"What's wrong? Don't like me?" Anran raised her eyebrows and looked at the silent man in front of her.

"No," Yan Ge said lightly.

"Then why hesitate?" Anran gave him a disdainful look and sat down in front of him.

Yan Ge lowered his gaze and seemed to be thinking for a moment.

"Alright, let's do it," he said.

"Huh?" Anran didn't quite understand.

Yan Ge stood up and looked down at her from a higher position.

He slightly parted his thin lips and said, "Let's get registered."

A voice interrupted An Ran's thoughts.

"We can add each other on WeChat. If you need anything, you can send me a message. I'm busy with work, but I'll reply when I can," said Yan Ge, as he quickly took out his phone and scanned his QR code.

Yan Ge accepted her friend request in front of her and then transferred two hundred yuan to her. He then put away his phone.

"I'm going back to the office. You can take a cab home," Yan Ge said casually.

It had started raining by now, but Yan Ge didn't seem to think it was a problem for An Ran to go home on her own.

An Ran didn't expect this newly-wed husband, whom she had just met not long ago, to drive her home anyway.

"I don't need you to transfer money to me. I have my own. I won't message you if I don't need anything. You go ahead and focus on your work," An Ran said, and then she swung her bag onto her shoulder and left gracefully, leaving Yan Ge alone in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau, braving the cold wind.

An Ran was not a frivolous woman. Yan Ge looked good, but she had no interest in him.

If it weren't for her grandmother's illness, she wouldn't have rushed into marriage. Just thinking about her grandmother, An Ran sighed helplessly.

The doctor had said that her grandmother was in the late stage of esophageal cancer and only had a few months left. Plus, her father and stepmother had been pressuring her to get married. Otherwise, she wouldn't have gotten married.

In her subjective consciousness, with a car, a house, and money, why bother getting married?

An Ran walked around a street and took a cab back to the coffee shop she had just been to. She got into her Mercedes-Benz C260 parked in the parking lot next to the coffee shop and drove back to her home.

What she didn't see was that shortly after she left, a Rolls-Royce passed by her, and her newly-wed husband was sitting inside.

"Master, are we going back to the company?" the driver asked Yan Ge from the rearview mirror.

"Yeah."

As soon as he finished speaking, his phone in his pocket rang.

Yan Ge knew without looking that it was his grandmother calling.

"Just now, the matchmaker called and said that you scared the girl away. You're not young anymore, why aren't you getting married? Do you want me to die right away?" The voice on the other end of the phone was full of energy and didn't sound like a sick person.

A month ago, their grandmother had started pretending to be sick, refusing to eat at times and lying in bed saying she was about to die, scaring all of her grandchildren and great-grandchildren.

To make matters worse, their grandmother insisted on holding Yan Ge's hand and saying that if she saw her eldest grandson get married and have children, she could die in peace.

Yan Ge couldn't bear to see his grandmother like this, so he promised her that he would get married as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, the old lady suddenly became interested and enthusiastically arranged blind dates for him. He couldn't find an excuse to refuse, so he was pressured by the old lady to come to this blind date event today.

"Grandma, I'm married. I'll bring my spouse to meet you later. I'm busy right now."

After saying that, Yan Ge hung up the phone, rubbed his slightly swollen temples, and sighed softly.

He didn't plan to tell An Ran about his family situation. As for his family, he would let them meet in person when the time comes.

After all, he was wealthy, and they didn't sign a prenuptial agreement. It seemed that he was a bit reckless.

He needed to find a time to make up for the agreement and sign a cohabitation agreement.

As soon as he arrived at the company, Yan Ge immediately switched to work mode.

There were meetings of all sizes one after another, and he didn't even have time to check the messages An Ran sent him.

On the other side, as soon as An Ran arrived home, she heard complaints from her stepmother, Qin Xuemei.

"The old lady is really something. She doesn't eat this, she doesn't eat that. It serves her right if she dies early. Why is she so difficult to serve?"

An Ran's hand on the doorknob paused, and her face turned cold.

After her grandmother fell ill, she had been in the hospital, and her siblings in the city, including her younger brother An Bolin, naturally took on the responsibility of bringing food to her.

Because it was esophageal cancer, her grandmother had difficulty swallowing. Moreover, her grandfather, influenced by superstitions, went to see a fortune teller who advised against killing animals, so her grandmother stopped eating meat and fish.

Despite being angry at her grandfather for his superstitious beliefs that had caused her grandmother's health to deteriorate, An Ran held back the words that were on the tip of her tongue every time she saw tears in his eyes.

After adjusting her mindset, An Ran finally opened the door and said, "I'm back."