The Indifferent Young Master’s Flash Marriage

Watching Jiang Xuecheng and Su Wan walking farther and farther away, Xiao Zhou captured the photograph of a young couple’s distant figure in twilight.

The sun was going down below the horizon and the heavy clouds were hidden in dusk. Jiang Xuecheng’s and Su Wan’s shadows were dragged long by the setting sun. Both of their shadows overlapped, as if blending into one.

As Fontainebleau was a place where no outsiders were allowed, the reporters could only watch as both of them walked farther and farther until they were out of sight.

Without the crowd, Su Wan let out a sigh and felt more relaxed and comfortable.

When the evening lights were lit, Fontainebleau, which was built by the river, had an enchanting beauty.

Su Wan tilted her head up a little and smiled gently at Jiang Xuecheng as she said, “Xuecheng, let’s take a stroll.”

She had lived at Fontainebleau for a month and a half but had not taken a walk here before. Today, when she walked with Jiang Xuecheng in the evening breeze, she suddenly had the mood to admire the scenery.

Jiang Xuecheng looked at Su Wan and his lips curved up into a perfect radian. “Alright. The hall crabapples near the lake should have bloomed. I’ll bring you there to have a look.”

Su Wan linked her arm with his and happily answered, “Mmm”. Then, she asked, “There’s a lake in Fontainebleau?”

Jiang Xuecheng’s voice rang in the dark. It was low and deep like the water.

“It’s a man-made lake and it’s a small one.”

Su Wan was not surprised at this reply. Both of them walked toward the man-made lake in Fontainebleau. The sight that welcomed them was a huge lush willow with a gentle golden glow under the setting sun.

Jiang Xuecheng went forward and walked into the dense place of the willows. He stretched his hand to part the branches for Su Wan.

Su Wan stared at Jiang Xuecheng’s figure and suddenly felt as if they were the only two people left in the world.

The willow branches shook in the evening breeze but only Jiang Xuecheng’s back was clear and it was so clear it imprinted in her heart.

Jiang Xuecheng turned sideways to look at her. Su Wan regained her senses and caught up with his footsteps.

Su Wan’s shoelaces had most probably come undone due to her hasty steps but she did not realize it. Jiang Xuecheng saw it and notified her.

“Wan Wan, your shoelaces are loose.”

“Oh?”

Su Wan felt bashful when she heard that. Why did she always embarrass herself in front of Jiang Xuecheng?

Just when she was about to retie her shoelaces, her husband had bent down to help her with it.

From the side of his face, he looked serious at work. His cold facial contour was softened by sunset and night lights, making him look more handsome and gentle.

His gesture was very natural, as if bending down to tie Su Wan’s shoelace was a small thing he need not think twice about.

“Done.”

Su Wan was taken aback. Her cheeks were stained with a thin layer of red clouds and all she could do was to answer with a soft hum.

Jiang Xuecheng had accommodated her so much. She was afraid she would be doted upon to the point that she became unrestrained.

He stood up agilely and took of his outer coat before he draped it over Su Wan’s shoulders.

“It’s beginning to be windy. Drape it on.”

His tone was still the same, allowing no rejection.

Jiang Xuecheng’s voice was soft, laced with imperceptible concern.

Su Wan held the loose outer coat together and this time, her ears were red too.

Was he afraid she would fall sick?

He seemed to be inhuman but he was very meticulous and thoughtful.

The outer coat had his scent. It was neither the usual smell of cigarette on men, nor the smell of sweat, but rather a cool, pleasant smell of ice and snow.

Su Wan looked down shyly. Jiang Xuecheng looked at her and held Su Wan’s left hand with his right hand.

After walking for a while, Su Wan finally saw the man-made lake Jiang Xuecheng had mentioned. Beside the lake were lots of Hall crabapples. The beautiful flowers were blooming resplendently like rosy evening clouds in dreamland.

When the breeze blew, the Hall crabapples fell like rain. Su Wan leaned against Jiang Xuecheng as she spaced out.

This scene was too beautiful and did not feel real. At that moment, she could only feel the warmth of this man’s hand.

The best was when he was beside her.

Su Wan greedily made a wish in her heart. She wished she and Jiang Xuecheng could be together until eternity and would never part.

“What are your plans for tomorrow?”

The low and deep male voice reached Su Wan’s ears and startled her, as if she had just awoken from a dream.

“What?”

As if suddenly remembering something, Su Wan pursed her lips and her relaxed mood instantly became heavy.

“I’ll be going to Cloud Shadow Villa tomorrow to take back the ownership of Jing Yuan.”

Jing Yuan was the mansion her parents had bought but some people had been staying in it without invitation, thinking they were the owners. They had seized her house.

It was time to chase them out.

Jiang Xuecheng stared at her. His cold face showed concern as he asked, “Would you like me to accompany you?”

Su Wan smiled and there was a sense of confidence in her look. “No, thank you. I can handle this.”

Jiang Xuecheng knew Su Wan’s character and so did not insist on going along. His eyes were dark and he tapped her nose with his long finger.

“Call me when you’re done. I’ll pick you up for dinner.”

“Alright.”

***

The next day, the front page of S City Express Mail was covered with a huge photograph.

Above the photograph were a few big words: ‘The Young Master Is Married!’

The photograph showed the back of a man and a woman leaving hand in hand. There was nothing special about it but when coupled with the headline, it was eye-catching!

Now, everyone on the streets and lanes of S City were each holding a copy of S City Express Mail. Although the volume of newspaper printing had increased by threefold, the speed of sales of the newspaper was faster than their imagination. Finally, it was out of stock.

The topic ‘The Marriage of the Young Master’ had speedily turned into Weibo’s headline.

When the top management of S City Express Mail saw that the newspaper was out of stock and the Weibo topic was so hot, they couldn’t stop smiling. That morning, they made a prompt decision to print more copies!

Xiao Zhou, the special correspondent authorized by Jiang Xuecheng, had been highly commended by the top management of S City Express Mail.

Although he had not been able to interview the couple, Xiao Zhou had fully utilized the limited information on hand.

In this report, Xiao Zhou did not describe the love between Su Wan and Jiang Xuecheng. His focus was on Su Wan, whom many people were curious about. Anyway, the majority wanted to know what the girl whom the young master had taken a fancy to was like.

Su Wan was described as a girl who was born with a silver spoon in her mouth, had graduated from an elite school, and had outstanding working ability. He had even added a splendid stroke in describing the Beitong proposal prepared by Su Wan.

In this way, when the readers read about Su Wan, they would imagine a girl with good looks and good capabilities, one who was flawless and was a perfect match for the young master.

This public opinion was what Jiang Xuecheng wished to see because he liked Su Wan and did not what her to feel aggrieved, even if it was simply a media evaluation.