100m Yuan Wife: Buy One Get One

News of Ye Chen, the owner of An Ning International, marrying his principal secretary spread throughout City A like wildfire and brought out a spectrum of responses. Four months had passed since Third Young Master Ye and Yun Ruoxi’s marriage was annulled. However, news that Third Young Master Ye was going to get married again had spread.

The news this time around, like a depth charge that caught everyone off guard, was even more sensational than the previous time.

Fourth Young Master Tang and First Young Master Lin felt that he was rushing it as they did not have to get married this year. Besides, they were still young and they, as his good friends, were extremely against him hopping into the graveyard of love this early.

Third Young Master Ye, however, joked about another child on the way if he did not get married. Everybody fell silent then loudly claimed that Third Young Master Ye’s marriage was a shotgun marriage. Third Young Master Ye, instead of feeling embarrassed, felt exceptionally proud of it.

Third Young Master Ye jabbed back in return. “I have a child who is the basis for my shotgun marriage, and that is something to be proud of. You two, on the other hand, have no children at all!” His words reeked of blatant arrogance that openly and thoroughly put Fourth Young Master Tang and First Young Master Lin down.

Both of them stroked their noses in silent admission.

When it came to this, they were not as OP as Third Young Master Ye and had to concede defeat.

Miss Cheng looked at the newspaper and covered her face in shame and anger. Damn it, why… He had just casually told her “Dear Anya, let’s get married” yesterday and she seemed to hear him say, “Anya, the weather is good.”

She did not think too much and casually agreed.

In Cheng Anya’s impression, marriage was a very sacred affair and they could not be so casual about it. She had to discuss the details with Third Young Master Ye. As they had experienced extremely challenging times together, they were clearly inseparable and nobody could dream of separating them. Third Young Master Ye had mentioned long ago that a date for the marriage should be set once they were not as busy.

She nodded in agreement. While all seemed calm, she was still nervous deep-down. Since they had progressed this far, marriage was a certainty. She was so silly to have gotten all nervous about it.

That night, she got down to planning how she wanted her wedding and how Ye Wei and the young kid must return for it. As a person who was not up for fanfare, Miss Cheng knew that Third Young Master Ye was aware of that. She did not want the spotlights to emphasize her eminence as she considered herself a plain Jane. To be associated with such an eminent name and be watched upon made her feel unwilling.

Therefore, her wedding plans would revolve around the two of them registering and then inviting friends for a meal. There was no need for exorbitant displays since she, firstly, did not like it, and secondly, it was troublesome.

It seemed unnecessary to raise this point. Third Young Master Ye should have known.

However…

This was how things happened. Third Young Master Ye had a meal appointment with Fourth Young Master Tang and First Young Master Lin the day before to discuss affairs about the Dragon Gate. The good brothers rarely had such an opportunity to gather and drink. Thus, Third Young Master Ye was in an extremely good mood and had a drink too many.

He was obviously high.

When they stepped out of the hotel, they happened to encounter two reporters. Third Young Master Ye, clearly inebriated, said that he was going to get married.

Fourth Young Master Tang and First Young Master Lin were extremely shocked. To the two reporters, this was precious first-hand information and they pressed on and asked a clearly inebriated Third Young Master Ye whom he was marrying.

Third Young Master Ye, despite his inebriation, honestly admitted that he was marrying his principal secretary, Cheng Anya.

The senior reporters were badass enough to fish information from the inebriated Third Young Master Ye. Third Young Master Ye, in his inebriation, grabbed the reporter and said that he planned to propose to Miss Cheng in a wholly different way and make her the happiest woman in the world.

He even raised his hands like an idiot and screamed, “I love Cheng Anya!”

His idiotic act was captured on camera and became the headlines for the next day’s papers. As Number Six sent her back, he saw Cheng Anya’s lips twitch. Third Young Master Ye had his minute of fame.

While she did not understand what it meant the night before, she was utterly stunned when she saw the newspapers this morning.

Third Young Master Ye raising his hands and proclaiming his love for Cheng Anya was really… not so shocking. This piece of news was really…

While she did not want to unnecessarily announce her marriage, it was as Number Six had said—that he got his minute of fame.

Alcohol was certainly no good thing. Wasn’t Third Young Master Ye’s nickname ‘Sober After A Thousand Glasses’? How much did he drink to become so inebriated? He returned home last night only to slump onto the bed and fall asleep.

Cheng Anya was angry and sad at how unprofessional the press was. How did the GK International Media reporters manage to sneakily take a photo of her and Third Young Master Ye having lunch together outside? While the lights were slightly blurred, she was captured punching Third Young Master Ye. As the lighting was poor, her skin seemed exceptionally dark. She forgot what he was getting all twisted about that day that sent her into a spasm. Her emotion and this event captured made her seem like a dinosaur.

Standing next to an extremely eminent Third Young Master Ye made her seem like… wilted leaves.

As Liu Xiaotian and company looked at the newspaper, they clapped in laughter at how the photos of Third Young Master Ye were simply typical of Third Young Master Ye. All the ladies were humored, and Guan Rutong looked at Cheng Anya’s abdomen sneakily and asked, “Anya, are you expecting?”

Everybody then responded to what Third Young Master Ye added. “My wife is expecting.”

Four pairs of eyes hence turned to look at her abdomen.

Cheng Anya could no longer hide it. Her lips twitched and she said, “Seems so.”

It was just that the child’s fate hung in the balance. Whether the child could survive was a question, and she was at ease as there were no symptoms discovered. Once Su Man said that the child could no longer be kept, she would have no other way out.

As she really treasured the child, she spent every additional day carrying it thinking of how it could be protected.

“Wow, Cheng Anya, this is such a thriller! You are a mother of two young children! It’s a shame that nobody wants me and I do not even have a child,” Liu Xiaotian said with a crying look as she looked at Cheng Anya’s stomach sneakily. “This is so magical.”

Cheng Anya tapped her hand away and said, “If you want a child, you will have to get Director Li to put in a lot more effort. I am sure he will be more than happy to plow the ground.”

“Agree!” All the ladies agreed in unison.

“Let’s go to Director Li’s house later and suggest to him that our Xiaotian is not too satisfied with his… ability.” Miss Cheng laughed as she teased her.

Liu Xiaotian pouted, and all the ladies laughed. Liu Xiaotian said, “What’s the point of plowing the ground? There is nothing to be reaped.”

“…”

“Anya, when are you getting married to President Ye?” Chen Juan asked. “I am looking forward to the wedding dinner.”

This question caught Cheng Anya off guard. “Didn’t he promise a wholly different way of proposing to me? Since that’s the case, I’ll wait for him to propose before deciding when I’ll get married.” Cheng Anya responded with an impromptu yet witty answer.

“Wow, wow, wow… What a fortunate bride we have here.”

“No… Shall we address you as Mrs. President?”

Cheng Anya heard that and laughed. Calling her Mrs. President was as though she had become ten years older. “No, no, no, please do not tease me this way. I used to think that we would be going to Xiaotian’s wedding dinner first.”

“Me? I’m not fated.” Liu Xiaotian smiled as their heads gathered and read the papers. Lin Yali pointed to one of the photos and said, “This photograph of President Ye is pretty well-taken. He looks like Ultraman walloping the monster.”

Everybody was stunned into silence.

Cheng Anya raised another photo and said, “This photo of him raising his hands and screaming is not bad too.”

Everybody broke into laughter. Guan Rutong said, “Anya, you are not the kindest too.”

…

“Is this a teahouse or theatre?” A cold voice came from their back. The ladies surrounding Cheng Anya’s table quickly stood up. The seasonal meeting that Third Young Master Ye called for had ended, and he now stood behind them.

Liu Xiaotian smiled and said, “President Ye, congratulations. We have been waiting for a long time for you and Anya’s wedding dinner. You are indeed a match made in heaven.”

Everybody responded.

“What a talented groom and gorgeous bride.”

“What a golden couple.”

“The couple that always sticks together.”

…

Cheng Anya fell silent. They even described Third Young Master Ye and her as a couple that always stuck together. Third Young Master Ye’s face went from gloomy to happy, and he said, “Well, good performance from you this month. Time for a salary increment.”

“President Ye is wise.”

Cheng Anya became silent. As it was three calendar days into the month, describing ‘good work performance’ on the first day of work—the other two days were weekends—was nothing short of jaw-dropping. What ‘good work performance’? A load of bull never failed to impress.

“Miss Cheng, prepare a cup of coffee and enter my office.” Third Young Master Ye entered the president’s office in a very good mood.

“Yes.” Cheng Anya stood up and everybody covered their mouths in laughter. When she went to the pantry to prepare coffee, she was quite keen on serving him Tabasco sauce instead. Damn it, he needed an antidote lest he become inebriated and start to sprout nonsense.

When she brought the coffee into the president’s office, Third Young Master Ye and Hua Yun’s President were in a call. He raised her hand and beckoned her to stay until the conversation was over and put down the phone. Cheng Anya smiled and asked, “Third Young Master Ye, what’s with the newspaper report this morning?”

“What report?” Third Young Master Ye frowned in puzzlement as a sign of innocence.

Miss Cheng smiled and pulled out the entertainment section from today’s GK newspaper. She respectfully passed it to him and elegantly smiled. She said, “For your perusal.”

“Dear Anya, you sure sound intimidating.” Third Young Master Ye shuddered. His eyes twitched while he grabbed the papers.

As Third Young Master Ye looked on, he dope-slapped himself in agony. “This is bad…”

He quickly looked up at Cheng Anya and gave her that pitiful look with puppy eyes whilst she looked on with the stern wife look. “Dear Anya, I was high.”

“Oh.” Miss Cheng smiled and silently acknowledged, still calmly looking at him.

Third Young Master Ye’s eyes were dark and deep and slightly angry. He said, “Fourth Young Master Tang and First Young Master Lin were really insincere enough to not stop me. I’ll go find them and settle the score with them.”

“You still dare to say that/” Cheng Anya could no longer remain calm. “Isn’t marriage between the two of us? How the heck did the entire town know about it?”

When she saw such sensational news, it sure caught her off guard. His action was so shocking, and now, he was pleading for leniency. That would not slide regardless. Making a mistake even whilst inebriated was still a mistake.

“I did not do it on purpose.” Third Young Master Ye pleaded. While he was able to take setbacks and apologize when he ought to, his acting was over the top and Miss Cheng would not buy it.

“I don’t care. You address the problem,” Cheng Anya said. She did not like so much public exposure.

Third Young Master Ye leaned back and looked down. As he hid the scheming gaze in his eyes, he calmly said, “Dear Anya, don’t you want a grand wedding? You only get to have it once in a lifetime.”

To think about it, that was the case. But…

When he saw her struggling with the thought, Third Young Master Ye gently coaxed her and said, “Anyway, all that has to be said and everybody would know eventually. I’ll carry out a news conference to announce the marriage in the next two days. So what if people know about our marriage? Our lives have not changed, and I am pretty damn eager to let the world know that you belong to me.”

“This still feels a little weird. It’s too high profile.” Cheng Anya frowned.

“I’ve always liked it high profile,” Third Young Master Ye said in an overbearing manner. What does ‘low profile’ mean? He didn’t know.

What ‘low profile’? That was just empty talk. Third Young Master Ye was never low profile to begin with.

“You…” Cheng Anya wanted to scold him and found that she could not aptly describe his brazenness and could only stare at him. While he did not mean it, at least what he did was akin to shooting first and asking questions later.

“Hello, what expression of yours is this? Is it such an embarrassment to marry me?” Third Young Master Ye said through gritted teeth as he looked at Cheng Anya with utmost unhappiness as though her marrying him was utter humiliation.

“I am really considering whether to marry you,” Cheng Anya coldly replied and then harrumphed.

“Relax. If you do not want to marry me, nobody would dare to marry you because I will go after whomever that wants you,” Third Young Master Ye said as he made a cutthroat gesture. Cheng Anya could not help but snigger.

“This child…”

“Don’t worry about the child.” Third Young Master Ye corrected his look and pulled Cheng Anya by her hand, causing the latter to collapse onto him. Third Young Master Ye hooked the back of her neck and kissed her lips hard. “Whether this child makes it or not, our lives will not be affected. Don’t be too hung up about him.”

His only fear was that the more she hoped, the more disappointed she would get.

Their combined ages were slightly over fifty years. They were still young and would have no problem having a few more children.

“Mhm, I understand.”

“Good that you understand. In that case, let’s choose a day and wait until you marry me.” It was all settled, and Third Young Master Ye was satisfied because all that was left was for her to marry him in her wedding gown. He could not be any more eager than that.

“Wait…” Cheng Anya seemed to recall something and happily passed the newspapers to him. “You said that there would be a wholly different proposal? Where is it?”

“How about I propose to you on the bed while I’m stark naked?” Third Young Master Ye replied without hesitation as he looked at Cheng Anya somewhat lovingly and blinked his eyes. Cheng Anya gasped and sent a punch in his direction.

‘Damn lecher! Couldn’t you be even more lecherous?’

Third Young Master Ye grabbed her fist and laughed. How could he forget that? For her, he would fulfill everything. His woman deserved the treatment of a princess.

As he read the newspapers, he became a little sad and angry. “This damn GK reporter is so unprofessional! How could he humor the public by taking photos of me that put me in such a bad light!”