Top tycoon family in Cloud City, the He family.
Inside the spacious and luxurious bridal chamber.
A tall and noble-looking man suddenly grabbed the bride, who was dressed in a grand wedding gown, his fury unstoppable.
"You're not Jiang Yu Rou. The Su family sure has guts, deceiving us with a sham marriage. You're courting death."
The bride had a snowy white mask on her face. The mask covered a large part of her face, but her sparkling eyes were exposed, as beautiful as the stars.
The man arrogantly looked down upon her.
Jiang Ruo Yue noticed that one side of her mask was showing signs of slipping off. She was momentarily anxious, and quickly adjusted her mask.
With a "bang", the man flung the door open and stormed out.
The servant who witnessed everything was stunned and rushed to help the bride who was thrown onto the ground.
"Young mistress, are you okay? Let me help you up."
"Thank you."
After Jiang Ruo Yue got up, she massaged her reddened neck, glanced at the vacant door, her eyes flashing with confusion.
"Was that man just now He Yi?"
The servant adjusted Jiang Ruo Yue's wedding gown, "Yes, young mistress. He is our young master, your husband."
Wasn't it rumored that He Yi is disabled? Jiang Yu Rou was so insistent on not marrying a disabled man that she wanted her to be the substitute bride.
It turned out that He Yi was tall and had long strides, there was absolutely nothing wrong with his legs.
Jiang Ruoyue curled the corner of her lips. If her sister, Jiang Yurou, knew that He Yi, contrary to rumors, was not disabled at all, but rather an outstanding man, with a supermodel-esque body, she would undoubtedly be deeply regretful.
Dragging her wedding dress, Jiang Ruoyue sat on the vibrant wedding bed, "Ahem, isn't it time for dinner?"
From morning to night, she hadn't had a bite, she was really hungry.
The servant was baffled, wasn't the young madam nearly choked by the young master just a while ago and on the brink of tears? How had she so quickly snapped back to normal?
Noticing Jiang Ruoyue examining her, the servant quickly concealed her thoughts, stuttering, "Young madam, dinner has already been served… you are the only one who hasn't eaten yet…"
Jiang Ruoyue was taken aback for a moment, what, they didn't call her for dinner?
It seems that she was scorned by the He family. According to the outer world’s rumors, Mrs. Tang was quite strict with her. As soon as she crossed the threshold, they'd refused her food. They clearly wanted to remind the new bride of her place.
"Bring my dinner now.”
The servant awkwardly made a face.
"Like this, if they make it difficult for you, say this: I haven't eaten in three days, if I don't eat now, I will starve to death in He’s family, and also, say that I have already fainted once due to hunger."
"Will that work?"
Jiang Ruoyue blinked her eyes at the scared servant," Go on, trust me."
Downstairs, He Yi was seated comfortably on a sleek leather sofa, gripping and releasing the cup in his hand repeatedly.
His assistant brought over a pile of documents, "President He, as we've confirmed, the one who was brought here isn't the renowned beauty of Yun city, Jiang Yurou, but the notorious Jiang Ruoyue, who is said to have had her face destroyed. The Jiang family has conned us into a fraudulent marriage."
He Yi's brow furrowed and he loosened his grip, letting the cup fall to the ground. His assistant laid out the photographs of Jiang Yu Rou and Jiang Rou Yue in front of him.
The two photographs formed a stark contrast. Jiang Yu Rou had delicate features, fair skin, and was beautiful, while on the right side of Jiang Rou Yue's face was a gruesome scar, very conspicuous like an ugly centipede.
He Yi let out a cold laugh, "Very well, the Jiang family must have eaten the heart of a bear and the gall of a leopard to treat marriage as a game, inviting death upon themselves."
The elegantly dressed Mrs. He, Tang Ping, picked up the two photos. The more she looked at them, the more choked up she became, "Well done, Jiang family! You think my son is a cripple and you've even dared to marry an ugly woman into our He family."
True, five years ago He Yi had been in a car accident and there had been rumors abroad that his legs had been destroyed. Mrs. He wanted to refute the rumors but He Yi stopped her.
Sitting next to Mrs. He, Qi Xin let out a sigh of relief at the news. The position of Mrs. He was eventually hers, how could any other woman be in He Yi's eyes.
"Auntie, don't upset yourself. Let me massage you."
The union of the He and Jiang families was not celebrated with great fanfare, but conducted in private. The He family only wanted to marry a woman of high status who was suitable for them. After thorough screening, they had chosen Jiang Yu Rou to be the future Mrs. He.
The wedding was extremely simple. The He family only sent one car to the Jiang family to pick up the bride. Talking about family background, the Jiang family was definitely climbing up the social ladder.
But no one expected the Jiang family to switch the brides.
It was not until He Yi, who had met Jiang Yu Rou, returned from the company and discovered the masked Jiang Rou Yue that he realized, that the woman he had married was not Jiang Yu Rou.