Third Young Master Jun suddenly spoke to Jun Guanru and Old Madam Jun, "Grandfather and grandmother, this afternoon, Ye Lu and I will go to register our marriage."
"Are you serious?" Old Madam Jun was utterly astonished, looking back and forth between Third Young Master Jun and Ye Lu, clearly overwheld by the sudden news and at a loss for words.
After all, it wasn’t long ago that Ye Lu had vehently refused a marriage proposal. Even if they got back together, there should be a period for buffering and reconciliation, ti to clear up misunderstandings, right? Why the rush?
However, looking at Third Young Master Jun’s resolute expression, Old Madam knew that no matter what opinion the two elders had, it wouldn’t change the matter, because their grandson was bringing it up seriously now, not to seek their approval, but to directly inform them of his intention.
So, aside from offering their support, what else could they say?
"Yes, we want to get married. We ca here today to inform grandfather and grandmother, hoping to receive your blessings," Third Young Master Jun said with a softened look in his eyes. Getting married is a lifelong matter, and even if they couldn’t obtain the blessings of their parents, or of many others,
at the very least, he hoped to have the blessings from two relatives he cherished, his grandfather and grandmother, to feel the warmth of familial affection.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Who’s going with you to register this afternoon?" Ye Lu inhaled sharply in anger and glared at Third Young Master Jun.
Did he even know what he was saying? Marriage? Had he asked her about it, most importantly, had she agreed?
No wonder he had taken her to do her makeup, to wear a white dress—it was all preditated.
It was that sa disregard, presumption, and utter lack of respect for her—Ye Lu despised his arbitrary high-handedness.
"Third Young Master Jun, you should be very clear that I have already rejected your proposal. Have you forgotten? Do I need to say it again?"
The faces of the elderly Jun couple changed slightly, looking sowhat embarrassed.
Third Young Master Jun’s back stiffened a bit, but his face still bore a smile; he slightly lifted his gaze, seemingly oblivious to her anger and resistance.
"You did refuse, but I don’t accept that refusal. Ye Lu, I should have told you that I won’t let my child be illegitimate, so..."
His deanor calm and composed, he raised his eyebrows, gazed deeply at her, his tone authoritative and brooking no refusal.
"Whether you agree or not, this is imperative. Today, you will beco my wife, Jun Huang!"
Ye Lu felt a tightness in her chest, not at all expecting that after her emphatic refusal, he would still persist and force her into marriage. He must be insane.
Ye Lu finally understood what "imperative" ant.
Third Young Master Jun indeed acted decisively and swiftly; as soon as dinner was over, ignoring Ye Lu’s fierce glare, he scooped her up, got into the car, and left the Jun Family estate, heading for the civil affairs office.
Ye Lu cald down, turned her head away, and didn’t engage in a aningless argunt with him.
Because whatever he decided to do, he would do. But this ti, she had made up her mind as well, and she would see her decision through.
Let alone the current tension between them, even in the past, she would never accept being forced into marriage by him with such a tyrannical attitude. He never understood the aning of respect.
But as the saying goes, can you force a cow to drink against its will?
She was curious to see what he could possibly do to her.
They arrived at the marriage registration office.
The highest-ranking official in the office ca out enthusiastically to welco them into a special room, with all the hospitality and tea-making they could muster, being exceedingly careful, knowing full well the no ordinary status of these two guests.
Yet looking at them both, neither seed in a good mood—him with an aloof calmness, her with a cold, angry expression.
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