Chapter 1: The Marriage Contract of a Wealthy Family
Dragon Capital City, the top-tier wealthy Jiang family.
Lu Yunsheng came to their door, carrying an old marriage contract.
In the living room sofa, .Madam Jiang sat opposite her. The former’s serious phoenix-like eyes fell on the marriage contract in her hands, reading it word by word, her expression growing darker and darker.
“Our old master has already passed away. Who can prove this marriage contract is real?”
“Do you want me to summon Grandpa Jiang’s spirit to testify?” Lu Yunsheng asked seriously and sincerely.
“Summon… summon a spirit?”
Madam Jiang felt a chill down her spine. Her gaze swept again over Lu Yunsheng’s faded white T-shirt and worn jeans, full of rustic simplicity…
Her son Jiang Yuchen is 22 this year, a master’s student in finance at Dragon University, the world’s top university, currently working hard on his doctorate. His future is unlimited, surely the pillar of the family.
And this country girl, how could she possibly be worthy of marrying her son?
But as the daughter-in-law of the late master Jiang, Madam Jiang recognized his handwritten signature on the marriage contract. Because it involved the reputation of the Jiang family, she had no choice but to pay to settle it.
“I’ll give you 500,000 yuan. Tear up the marriage contract right in front of me!”
Hearing this, Lu Yunsheng’s eyes changed slightly.
“Madam Jiang, I’m not here for money. This marriage contract has been submitted to the gods, it’s a fate decided by heaven. If the contract is broken, neither of us can bear the consequences.”
Madam Jiang couldn’t help but sneer. One moment summoning spirits, the next reporting to the gods—does she really think she’s some kind of powerful mystic?
She said softly, “Then may I ask, Miss Lu, which sect of mysticism did you learn from? How dare you speak so arrogantly about destiny?”
At present, the five major international mystical sects specialize in yin-yang exorcism, divination, and fate-changing, highly praised and followed by the wealthy and noble.
How could this beggar-like poor girl possibly be a disciple of one of the five major sects?
Since she doesn’t belong to any official sect, who would believe the mystical arts from some random, shady group?
Madam Jiang’s sarcasm was obvious.
Indeed, Lu Yunsheng had no formal sect or school, but her grandmother was known as a “True Immortal among the common people.”
It’s only natural that the granddaughter of a “True Immortal” would have some mystical skills, right?
Eighteen years ago, her True Immortal grandmother and Grandpa Jiang arranged this childhood engagement. But recently, her usually healthy grandmother suddenly fell ill!
Grandma said her illness was related to that marriage contract.
The contract the two old people casually made back then had become a fate ordained by heaven. There was no way to break it, they had to fulfill it, or else the backlash would only get worse.
That’s why Lu Yunsheng traveled all this way—to marry into the Jiang family, even a sham marriage would do. The contract had to be fulfilled.
Lu Yunsheng’s expression grew serious. “I can do a divination here on the spot. If it’s accurate, Madam Jiang, would you seriously consider the marriage between me and Young Master Jiang?”
Madam Jiang laughed dismissively. “Then tell me where my son is right now and what he’s doing.”
Lu Yunsheng immediately took out three old copper coins from her tattered pocket and skillfully tossed them.
When the coins landed, she furrowed her brows. “Young Master Jiang is watching a striptease at a nightclub.”
“What? A st-striptease??”
Madam Jiang’s face darkened. “How dare you slander my son’s good name? At this time, he’s always at the library!”
“If Madam Jiang doesn’t believe me, you can call him to verify.”
Lu Yunsheng said this with a bit of frustration—her grandmother really found her a “good husband.”
Madam Jiang, struggling to breathe, angrily said, “Fine, I’ll call my son right now!”
Beep—beep—beep—
The call was made, but no one answered.
Madam Jiang actually let out a sigh of relief. “My son always keeps his phone on silent when he’s at the library, which indirectly proves he is there. What else do you have to explain?”
Lu Yunsheng remained calm. “Young Master Jiang is indeed at the nightclub. If he doesn’t return home within half an hour, a serious accident will happen.”
“You!”
Madam Jiang clearly could not accept Lu Yunsheng’s baseless words. She sternly handed the marriage contract back to Lu Yunsheng and turned to the housekeeper: “See her out!”
The housekeeper stepped forward. “Miss Lu, please come this way.”
Before coming, Lu Yunsheng had predicted this trip would be full of difficulties, but she didn’t expect to be kicked out outright. Just as she felt a bit embarrassed—
“Visitors?”
A deep voice with the rich quality of a cello came from outside the door.
Lu Yunsheng turned toward the voice and saw a tall, straight figure step into the hall against the light.
He was about 1.9 meters tall, wearing a dark suit. His black short hair had layered cuts but looked serious. His facial features were sharp and three-dimensional, with an extraordinary cool and noble aura, like a majestic deity.
Madam Jiang immediately stood up from the sofa and smiled at the newcomer. “Ninth Brother, you’re back from abroad!”
When Lu Yunsheng heard the words “Ninth Brother,” she instantly knew who he was.
She had done her homework on the Jiang family beforehand. Mr. Jiang and Madam Jiang had two sons and seven daughters in total.
The eldest son died young a few years after becoming a father. The younger son was this man—Jiang Beiting, the head of the Jiang family, known as “Ninth Master.”
Jiang Beiting is 28 years old this year, young but holding the family’s global assets. Public information lists him as: married.
After learning Lu Yunsheng’s background from Madam Jiang, Jiang Beiting’s cold lips curled into a slight sneer. “Is that so? The old master actually arranged a childhood engagement for Yuchen?”
His distant and stern gaze landed on Lu Yunsheng. “Give me the marriage contract.”
Lu Yunsheng handed the marriage contract to Jiang Beiting and added, “Ninth Master Jiang, Young Master Jiang is watching a striptease at an entertainment club. If he doesn’t return within half an hour, a serious accident will happen.”
She didn’t want her fiancé to die like that. After all, if he died, the marriage contract couldn’t be fulfilled, which would shorten her grandmother’s life.
Madam Jiang once again heard Lu Yunsheng accusing her son of watching a striptease and cursing him with some disaster, and the corners of her mouth twitched.
Jiang Beiting didn’t comment on her words for the moment. He lowered his gaze and read through the marriage contract line by line, his eyes narrowing slightly.
The contract said: 【Under the heaven above, disciple Miaojing acknowledges the life-saving debt to Jiang Yufeng! Now, by divine decree, a marriage of a hundred years shall be arranged between an eligible unmarried descendant of the Jiang family and my granddaughter Lu Yunsheng. Whoever breaks this trust and faith shall be punished by heaven!】
Below were the signatures of Master Miaojing and the late Jiang Yufeng in their own handwriting.
Jiang Beiting recalled that the old master did get injured once on a trip and was saved by a mysterious expert. Plus, the old master’s signature was on the contract, so it basically couldn’t be fake.
But who exactly the old master arranged the childhood engagement with was unknown.
After all, the unmarried descendants of the Jiang family were not only his nephew Jiang Yuchen but also himself—Jiang Beiting—who publicly claimed to be married but was actually a longtime bachelor!
As the head of the Jiang family, there was no way he would accept such a strange, sudden marriage.
A childhood engagement? Ridiculous.
But when the back of his left hand holding the contract suddenly revealed two golden dragon scales…
Jiang Beiting suddenly couldn’t laugh anymore.
This was the first unexpected situation he had encountered since he traveled to this world numbered 9999!