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Chapter 7 - Chapter 7 When do you plan to divorce me?

With his status, he can marry any kind of woman he wants, why must it be her?

Mu Yan didn't understand, was it just because they had a relationship?

Jiang Jingheng gave an explanation, "I won't marry a woman I don't know. From what I've found out, Miss Mu, you are the most suitable candidate."

Mu Yan understood, just after one night, this man had investigated her thoroughly.

Indeed, with someone of his status, he would be extremely cautious about his marriage partner.

"So, I don't have the power to refuse?" Mu Yan asked.

The leverage is in his hands, and the terms he offered are quite tempting.

She doesn't care about herself; her brother's illness has always been her biggest worry.

For years, covering her brother's daily medical expenses has been difficult, let alone finding a suitable organ donor and covering surgery costs.

"I hope you won't refuse," Jiang Jingheng said.

Mu Yan knew that things had reached this point, and she had no room for choice.

Or perhaps, she should even thank the heavens for giving her and her brother a chance.

She looked at Jiang Jingheng, her gaze clear and cold, "Did you mean it when you said you would help my brother with his treatment?"

"Of course, I'll include that in the prenuptial agreement," Jiang Jingheng replied seriously.

Mu Yan nodded, "If you hadn't reminded me, I wouldn't have known about the prenuptial agreement. Add another condition: during the marriage, you can't share a room with me, nor can you force me into a relationship."

Jiang Jingheng, "..."

So, is he just shooting himself in the foot?

He slightly raised the corner of his mouth, "What if by any chance you want to have a relationship with me?"

Mu Yan glared at him, declaring confidently, "Impossible!"

She would never allow such a thing to happen again.

Jiang Jingheng saw her determined look, and a hint of amusement appeared in his eyes.

"Alright!"

Mu Yan felt he was deliberately teasing her, and she gritted her teeth silently, asking, "So when do you plan to divorce me?"

Jiang Jingheng, "..."

She wants to divorce him before they're even married?

He pondered for a moment and said, "Two years, I'll divorce you in two years."

That time frame isn't too long or too short; she should find it acceptable.

However, will she really leave him in two years?

Mu Yan nodded, "Okay."

Jiang Jingheng glanced at her, "In that case, I'll have a lawyer come over, and if you want to add any more conditions, we can discuss it then."

"Okay."

About ten minutes later, the lawyer arrived.

This further confirmed for Mu Yan that Jiang Jingheng was prepared.

Mu Yan didn't intend to add any conditions to the marriage contract, but Jiang Jingheng did add several beneficial terms for her.

For instance, he would give her "pocket money" every month and help her career soar.

But, of course, there were also conditions that would restrict her.

For example, she had to move into his home to live with him, attend necessary events with him, and not become too close with the opposite sex.

After signing the agreement, Mu Yan felt her hand tremble, nervousness second only to signing her brother's surgery confirmation.

"Alright, let's go get the marriage certificate," Jiang Jingheng closed the pen cap and looked at Mu Yan.

Mu Yan's face was a bit stiff, and she forced a smile, "I have to go home and get the household register first."

"Alright, and you might as well pack up the things you need to bring, but if you don't want to, I can have someone arrange it."

"No need!" Mu Yan grabbed the marriage agreement and headed towards the door.

Jiang Jingheng watched her back, then turned to his assistant Lian Jun, "Pack up and go to the Young Madam's home."

"Yes!" Lian Jun nodded and quickly gathered the marriage agreement from the table.

In fact, he still hasn't come to his senses.

The young master actually just "married" himself off like this.

Moreover, judging by the lady's cold demeanor, she's clearly reluctant.

But, this lady seems somewhat familiar.

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