My brother didn’t show up on the day we were supposed to register our marriage. He only called me, the designated mood-setter:
“Ruan Shuyao is a fake heiress. She’s poorer than I am now. Why would I marry her and starve?”
I hung up, and two lines suddenly appeared before my eyes:
[What an idiot! They got the paternity test wrong. Ruan Shuyao is the real heiress!]
[They’ve made it all the way to the marriage registration, and now the son-in-law to a wealthy family is slipping away!]
I immediately turned around and saw Ruan Shuyao standing alone in a corner.
Even after the Ruan family had thrown her out, that cheap dress couldn’t hide her elegance.
After a moment’s thought, I walked over, wearing a face that looked almost identical to my brother’s.
“Sorry, my brother isn’t coming,” I said bluntly.
She seemed to have expected it and only replied with a quiet, “Hmm.”
“Our Shen family owes you an apology for this.”
“If you don’t mind, will you marry me instead?”
Ruan Shuyao narrowed her eyes, her gaze moving between my features and my brother’s, which looked about seventy percent alike.
That day, my brother was busy searching for another rich woman.
Meanwhile, Ruan Shuyao and I registered our marriage, and I became the Ruan family’s son-in-law in name and law.
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