Chapter 2: The Fiancé
“Notify the bodyguards: bring Jiang Yuchen back within ten minutes.”
As Jiang Beiting made the call, he secretly used a spell to press the two golden scales back into his hand, and the skin on the back of his hand quickly returned to normal, indistinguishable from anyone else’s.
Madam Jiang was stunned by his words. “Ninth Brother, what do you mean?”
Jiang Beiting said calmly, “Since someone says he’s watching a striptease, just bring him back. We’ll find out once we ask.”
“This…”
Even though Madam Jiang wanted to drive Lu Yunsheng away, at this moment she could only suppress her urge.
Jiang Beiting turned to Lu Yunsheng and handed the marriage contract back. “Miss Lu, please have a seat.”
When Lu Yunsheng reached out to take the contract, she looked at Jiang Beiting twice, then calmly withdrew her gaze after briefly admiring his sculpted, exquisite features.
“Thank you, Ninth Master.”
She sat down on the sofa quietly, waiting for the fiancé she didn’t want but had no choice to accept—Jiang Yuchen—to return.
Jiang Beiting crossed his legs and sat opposite her, lightly flicking the black jade ring on his index finger with his thumb, his gaze dark and unclear.
Madam Jiang forced a smile and instructed the servant, “Serve tea!”
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Meanwhile, at a 24-hour nightclub.
Jiang Yuchen sat in a private booth watching a woman perform a striptease, his cheeks flushed red. He kept glancing toward the door, fearing he might run into someone he shouldn’t.
Suddenly, he was lifted off the ground—his limbs were grabbed by the bodyguards!
The young master, suspended in midair, was angry. “What are you doing? Are you rebelling?”
“Master, please don’t be angry. This is an order from Ninth Master!”
“What? My uncle?”
Coming to his senses again, the young master was already escorted into the backseat of a luxury car by the bodyguards.
The main city roads had been cleared in advance by the powerful Jiang family, and the luxury car sped along the exclusive highway at 150 km/h!
In less than ten minutes, the car arrived at the Jiang family villa.
Inside the car, Jiang Yuchen carefully changed out of the leather jacket stained with women’s perfume and lipstick into a clean, high-end casual jacket. Nervously, he asked the bodyguard, “Did you tell my uncle that I went to watch a striptease?”
“No, Master. Please rest assured.”
“That’s good…”
Jiang Yuchen took a few deep breaths, composed his expression, stepped out with his long legs, and headed straight to the large villa.
Madam Jiang had been waiting at the door early.
Seeing her son’s familiar figure from afar, she happily stepped forward, “Yuchen, you’re finally back!”
Jiang Yuchen showed the “good son” exclusive smile. “Mom, I spent the whole afternoon studying in the library. I heard Uncle came back to the country and was eager to find me. Is there something going on?”
Hearing this, Madam Jiang’s tense heart instantly relaxed.
She knew her son would only be in the library—how could he possibly be watching a striptease? What a ridiculous joke!
“Your uncle is inside. You’ll know what’s going on once you enter.”
After speaking, Madam Jiang led Jiang Yuchen into the villa’s main hall.
Inside the hall, Lu Yunsheng heard the footsteps approaching and knew her fiancé Jiang Yuchen had returned.
She slightly lifted her almond-shaped eyes and looked toward the door.
Jiang Yuchen, who was born and raised in privilege, had a tall, slender figure and a delicate, handsome face. His features were soft but well-defined, and his brows carried the inherent noble air typical of a young master.
If Lu Yunsheng hadn’t seen in her divination that Jiang Yuchen was at an entertainment venue, even she would find it hard to believe that such a clean-cut man would go to a club to watch a striptease.
The moment Jiang Yuchen spotted the imposing and solemn figure on the sofa, he respectfully greeted, “Uncle!”
Jiang Beiting spoke with authority without anger, “Sit.”
As Jiang Yuchen was about to sit down, he noticed a stranger next to him and his eyes flashed with surprise. “Who is this?”
Lu Yunsheng replied, “Hello, Young Master Jiang. My name is Lu Yunsheng, and I am your fiancée.”
“?” Jiang Yuchen looked at his mother displeased and asked, “Mom, where did this fiancée come from?”
Madam Jiang whispered, “Don’t panic. Listen to what your uncle has to say!”
This only deepened the frown already on Jiang Yuchen’s face.
Thinking this country woman was brought in by Jiang Beiting, he sat down about a meter away from him and forced a laugh, “Uncle, I’m only twenty-two this year, and school is my priority. Isn’t it a bit too early for matchmaking?”
Matchmaking? Jiang Beiting had no intention of arranging a match for his nephew. He said sternly, “First, tell me where you went this afternoon.”
“I went…”
Jiang Yuchen’s cheerful tone suddenly shifted, dropping several pitches, “Uncle, where else could I go? I was gathering materials and writing my thesis at the school library.”
Jiang Beiting raised his brows, “This Miss Lu says you went to watch a striptease.”
Striptease?
Jiang Yuchen, feeling a bit guilty inside, glared at Lu Yunsheng and tried to muster his presence, questioning, “Who the hell are you, a troublemaker? You casually claim to be my fiancée, and now you dare slander me by saying I watched some vulgar striptease. What do you take me, Jiang Yuchen, for?”
Lu Yunsheng faced his accusations firmly, “The entertainment venue you went to is called the Goddess Dance Club.”
“You exchanged meaningful glances five times with a beauty named Xiao Tu, and you danced twice with a lady in a colorful outfit.”
“You were sitting in seat A8, and six minutes into the strip show, you tipped 500,000 yuan.”
“Young Master Jiang, tell me, in what way have I slandered you?”
Jiang Yuchen was so shocked by Lu Yunsheng’s words that his face turned pale.
His tone clearly weakened, “Y-you, what nonsense are you talking about? Goddess Dance Club? I—I’ve never even heard of it!”
But when he saw his uncle Jiang Beiting call in his bodyguards to question him, he immediately caved, kneeling to the ground with a “thud.”
“Uncle, I was wrong. I didn’t know it was a dance club. It was my friend’s birthday, and she insisted I come along, so I just went to hang out…”
Madam Jiang looked at the scene in disbelief, her voice trembling and stammering, “Th-this… this… Yuchen… could it be that everything this girl said is true?”
“Mom, I promise I’ll never go again!”
“…”
Madam Jiang’s anger was like thin threads being pulled tight.
Jiang Beiting said sternly, “Punish him with three days kneeling in the ancestral hall, and confiscate his car.”
Jiang Yuchen obediently replied, “Okay.”
“Your grandfather arranged a childhood engagement for you. Now that the other party has brought the marriage contract, once your punishment is over, you will prepare for the wedding.”
“Okay.”
Just after agreeing, Jiang Yuchen suddenly froze and raised his voice in surprise, “What? Childhood engagement?”
It turned out it wasn’t an arranged date by his uncle, but a childhood betrothal set by his late grandfather!
But his grandfather never mentioned this before he passed away!
Jiang Yuchen’s eyes flashed one word—【scam.】
He immediately said loudly, “Uncle, this woman and her accomplices are stalking me with ill intentions. Even if this engagement was arranged by grandpa, I still won’t marry her!”
“Young Master Jiang, no one is stalking you,” Lu Yunsheng said, wiping her forehead in defense.
“You’re not? If you didn’t follow me, how would you know I was at that dance club?”
“I divined it.”
“Divined?”
Jiang Yuchen laughed angrily, looking at Madam Jiang and Jiang Beiting, “Mom, Uncle, would you really believe that a rustic country girl has such powers?”
When Madam Jiang heard “divined,” she seemed to suddenly remember something. She grabbed Jiang Yuchen and anxiously asked, “Yuchen, you haven’t been hurt, right?”
“Hurt? What do you mean?”
“This girl didn’t just predict you were at the dance club, she also said if you don’t come back within half an hour, you’ll suffer a bloody disaster. That’s why I’m worried!”
Jiang Yuchen was speechless after hearing this. “Mom, I am the young master of the Jiang family, born into great wealth and status. How could something like a bloody disaster possibly happen…”
Before he could finish speaking, his phone suddenly rang.
It was the friend whose birthday they had celebrated earlier.
When he answered, the man’s anxious and hurried voice came through:
“Brother Chen, you’re really lucky today! Not long after you left, the lights at the dance club fell! Guess what? They landed right on your seat, A8!”