Nalan Ye Jue and Qin Xin’s wedding announcement was made public that same evening.
Without any complicated procedures, Nalan Ye Jue decisively bought out the largest ad slots on all media outlets for the evening news.
Television, newspapers, radio, internet...
Even all outdoor billboards and promotional LCD screens on building exteriors simultaneously broadcast a shocking declaration—
"Qin Xin, my wife, please allow me to protect you until the ends of the world, until the stars fade away, I will remain unchanged—Nalan Ye Jue."
A photo of the two at their engagement ceremony was placed in front of the cameras, made public for the first time.
Also announced was the wedding date, set for three days later!
Journalists went wild.
They didn’t even have time for dinner or to follow up on Jun Ruyi’s death sentence; they frantically worked overtime writing news articles, racing against time to dig up more gossip on this marriage of the century.
Nalan Ye Jue, the heir of the Nalan Family, the ultra-mysterious and ultra-low-profile Mr. Emperor, who has never had any scandals appear in the public eye.
Now, he’s suddenly making such a heavyweight announcement of marriage.
Who is Qin Xin?
Who is the girl with the stunning beauty in the engagement photo?
Who captured the heart of Mr. Emperor, making him declare his love globally?
For the first time in their lives, journalists were digging for gossip not just to fulfill their work duties, but to satisfy their incurable curiosity.
Meanwhile.
All corners of the globe.
Imperial Racing Association.
Zhou Yu had just finished a day of training and was changing out of his racing suit in the locker room when he saw the television screen and froze:
"Master... Master, you’re getting married? Should I start calling Mr. Nalan ’Master’s wife’ from now on?"
Global Designer Association Headquarters.
A group of top designers was discussing the young talents selected in this national competition when someone inadvertently glanced out the window at an ad and screamed, prompting everyone to gather around:
"Is that our president? How does that Mrs. Nalan look so much like our President Si Daren?! Are there truly people in the world with identical appearances?"
Red Society Headquarters Office.
Hong Jingtian was dumbfounded holding an overseas newspaper: "Damn, Queen is marrying that cripple? Queen is becoming Mrs. Nalan?! Why does this baby feel something’s off? The baby shouldn’t have ever badmouthed Mr. Nalan in front of the Queen, right? Like calling him a cripple or anything..."
Antarctica.
Shen Bixue hugged a script and cried: "Boss, my dear boss is marrying Mr. Nalan, woo woo woo... I don’t want to act anymore, I want to find my boss!"
Si Group Office.
Si Moyu threw his phone against the wall again, shattering it into countless pieces: "Damn, cheating! You skipped from dating straight to marriage before it’s even complete, Nalan Ye Jue, you’re cheating! Are you afraid I’ll be better than you, more knowledgeable about her, so you’re shamelessly declaring without consent? What happiness can you offer her, you cripple? I won’t let you have this marriage, I swear!"
Imperial Central Laboratory Operating Room.
The three little ones caught the news on their phones, nearly falling off their beds, as soul-searching questions exploded in triple and quadruple doses:
Two of them: "Damn! The brother is actually Mr. Nalan!"
Ao Xinghao and they: "Damn, Mr. Nalan is getting married and still clinging to our Sister Xin?"
"Damn, Mr. Nalan’s bride looks almost identical to Sister Xin!"
"Damn, even for marrying, Mr. Nalan chooses someone who looks like his sister, and he dares say he has no thoughts about our Sister Xin???"