After Our Whirlwind Wedding, My Boss Pretends to Be Broke to Play Me

The music suddenly stops at the wedding. The emcee awkwardly grips the microphone. “The groom says he… has an urgent matter to attend to.” As the guests erupt in an uproar, Lin Wanwan looks at her reflection in her wedding dress and suddenly smiles. She tears off her veil in front of everyone and walks toward the quiet man in the last row. Half an hour earlier, outside the restroom, she had heard him on the phone turning down an arranged marriage. “Want to make a deal?” Her voice is soft. “You need a wife to fend off your family’s matchmaking, and I need a husband to cure my poor judgment.” The man looks up, his gaze deep. “What are the terms?” “No questions about the past, no talk of feelings, and we divorce in a year.” He stands, a head taller than her. “Let’s go get our marriage certificate now.” Two months later, Lin Wanwan joins Shengyu Capital. At the new employee orientation, CEO Shen Que walks in wearing a sharp suit. Their eyes meet, and the pen in her hand clatters to the floor. Standing beneath the spotlight, he smiles faintly at her. “Welcome aboard, Lin Wanwan.”