Chapter 14: Lu Ye

Therefore, even after their marriage, Lu Ye seldom returned to the villa where they lived. In the original script, she brought Xuanxuan to participate in the show, which resulted in Xuanxuan getting injured. Lu Ye flew into a rage, completely lost his temper, and demanded a divorce. Yet the original protagonist stubbornly refused to agree.

“Oh… it’s my fault. I should have told you in advance. Sorry about that,” Jiang Sui apologized first. “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure Xuanxuan gets home safely.”

Lu Ye responded coolly, “Xuanxuan is still young. Protect her well.”

“Rest assured, as long as I’m here, Xuanxuan will be fine,” Jiang Sui replied politely.

“If you need anything, call me,” came Lu Ye’s indifferent voice. “For Xuanxuan’s sake, I’ll help.”

Jiang Sui’s lips moved faster than her mind. “You’re underestimating me, aren’t you? It’s just a trivial variety show; I won’t need your help.”

After she said this, silence hung on the other end of the line. Yet, even without words, that oppressive aura seemed to radiate through the phone, and Jiang Sui could feel it.

In her opinion, with her own abilities, she didn’t need anyone else’s help for a mere variety show. She still had no idea who her mysterious husband truly was. All she knew was that he was rich. But for matters she could handle herself, she saw no reason to rely on a man.

Men—they only slowed down her sword.

Only after speaking did she realize her words might have hurt his pride. Since she had to change her fate, it would be best not to make things awkward with Lu Ye.

“Ahem… What I meant was, since Xuanxuan is with me, I’ll make sure she returns safe and sound,” she said earnestly.

“Mm,” he replied coldly.

Suddenly, Jiang Sui remembered something. “By the way, the show ends in three days. Can you come back then?”

The man in front of the live broadcast screen furrowed his brows slightly.

Hearing no immediate answer, Jiang Sui assumed Lu Ye thought she was trying to lure him back to seduce him. She quickly clarified, “I have something to discuss with you.”

She wanted a divorce, and Lu Ye would have to return for that. Otherwise, how could she divorce alone?

“Alright,” the man glanced at the calendar beside him. “After the show ends, I’ll make time to come back.”

“Okay, I’ll hang up now.”

With that, Jiang Sui ended the call. Only then did she turn on the camera and microphone. After all, she had a public persona to maintain—

A single, barely-known, black-and-red celebrity.

The secret marriage was Lu Ye’s idea, and she had no clue how he managed the secrecy so well. Over the past year, not a single paparazzi report or rumor about her marriage had surfaced. Instead, she’d been entangled in plenty of scandals with other male celebrities.

The marriage contract stated clearly: the two of them had nothing to do with each other. So Lu Ye never interfered in her entertainment industry affairs—not once, not even a little. He didn’t ask, didn’t care, and every month he simply transferred her money.

Lu Xuanxuan was the daughter of Lu Ye’s late brother. To keep Xuanxuan from being pointed at in school, she was told to call Lu Ye her father. Jiang Sui was chosen as her stepmother to care for Xuanxuan.

At the time, Jiang Sui's father had died and her family had gone bankrupt. Looking for a long-term meal ticket, she set her sights on Lu Ye, who drove a Maybach, and pretended to be a delicate flower to attract him.

Back then, Jiang Sui was penniless. Lu Ye glanced at her and asked only one question: “Can you marry me?”

Mesmerized by the handsome man before her, Jiang Sui nodded without hesitation.

Perhaps, in Lu Ye’s eyes, the impoverished Jiang Sui was easy to control. He wanted someone without background, so after she agreed to the marriage contract, he took her to register their marriage.