C7 Will Treat You Well

Ji Qianjun gave Soong Ci's waist a gentle pat, then dipped his head to plant a kiss on her lips. "We need to focus on the matter at hand, no more distractions."

Chu Rusi could practically feel Jiang Tunan's smarminess oozing through the radio waves. "Hmm, go on, keep showing off," he thought. "I want her information in ten minutes."

Ji Qianjun looked down at the compliant Soong Ci, the lust fading from his gaze. "I need all of Xu Huanxi's customer information within seven minutes," he commanded.

With a languid twist of her waist, Soong Ci reflected on her tough life. She was fighting his battles, sharing his bed, and dealing with a never-ending parade of mistresses.

Confused, she reached for the phone and dialed the manager's extension. "This is Soong Ci. I need all of Xu Huanxi's customer information in five minutes."

Wait a second! Who? Xu Huanxi?

Soong Ci turned to Ji Qianjun, suspicion in her eyes. "Hold on, why do you need Huanxi's info? She's my friend. I won't let you touch it."

"Hand over the information, or I'll get it myself," Ji Qianjun challenged, one eyebrow cocked. If she's left unchecked for three days, she's already causing trouble. Who really controls the pursuit of pleasure here?

...

The sun bathed everything in a warm glow.

Xu Huanxi parked outside the Civil Affairs Bureau, her hands tightening on the steering wheel. One step out of this car, and there would be no going back.

This was the only way to honor her ancestor's last wish, who had dreamed of orchestrating a wedding for her, to secure her future.

The Civil Affairs Bureau?

Chu Rusi's mouth twitched involuntarily, a sense of derailment washing over him. Something felt off.

Just then, Ji Qianjun's document came through, and Chu Rusi gave it a cursory glance.

Just one glance!

Marriage?!

Hold on! What happened to the plan to get some sleep?

Xu Huanxi stepped out of the car and turned back to see Chu Rusi's face, a picture of surprise. She reaffirmed, "If you're not ready, I can find someone else."

Marriage is a significant event, and even with Soong Ci's assistance, there's no guarantee that any tough guys would be willing to settle down.

Chu Rusi nearly suffocated from the shock: "It's my first marriage, and I'm a bit... nervous." He quickly perused the documents, his eyes darting across the pages, until a photograph caught his attention —

It depicted a child, his brow furrowed in concentration over a book, his demeanor as solemn as a little grown-up. Yet, the light that bathed him cast a gentle glow.

He had never met the boy, but in an instant, he knew—this was his son. The child's features bore a striking resemblance to his own childhood visage, about seventy to eighty percent similar.

She had indeed borne him a child.

His fists tightened slowly. Despite not understanding her sudden desire to marry, the fact that she had his child meant he was ready to step up.

So, why not give marriage a shot?

Ignorant as he was, he feared that years down the line, he'd regret not stepping into this civil affairs bureau with Xu Huanxi.

He couldn't bear the thought of another man being his child's father!

He swung the car door open: "Let's go."

They entered the Civil Affairs Bureau shoulder to shoulder, yet... while other couples radiated affection, they seemed as distant and formal as two strangers.

Xu Huanxi stole a glance at Chu Rusi. Her life had always been one of caution and smooth sailing, making this impulsive decision to marry a man she'd known for less than an hour all the more wild.

They were now officially married.

Xu Huanxi fidgeted with her fingers, her heart in turmoil. Despite knowing it was all an act, the reality hit hard.

Then, a broad hand enveloped her smaller one, and his deep voice reassured her, "Don't worry, I'll take good care of you."

He intended to treat her well, exceedingly well, even if... love wasn't part of the equation.