*A place to store your brain—*

*

Yancheng, outside the Civil Affairs Bureau.

“Fine, fine! Take this rotten cucumber of a man and shove it—this lady doesn’t want him anymore!”

Sang Ning was about to continue her tirade when the call was abruptly hung up.

All she could do was vent her frustration by pounding the helmet she was holding.

Hurting the enemy by a thousand, hurting herself by eight hundred…

Her knuckles turned red almost instantly.

Sang Ning lifted her gaze toward the man who had been waiting at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

She had been here since early morning. Judging by the time he’d arrived, he had probably been waiting for over two hours already.

Looks like he’d been stood up too.

Clearing her throat, Sang Ning walked over.

“Brother, wanna get married?”

She had been sitting on her electric scooter the whole time waiting for someone, so she hadn’t paid attention to what the man looked like.

But now that she was up close—

She realized the man was *ridiculously* good-looking.

To Sang Ning, everything in this world was beautiful and dazzling.

After all, she had been blind for eighteen years. When she finally regained her sight, she made a promise to live hard and love life.

“You might want to wipe the drool.”

Gu Yezhou leaned against the doorway, narrowing his eyes as he examined the woman in front of him. He even kindly pulled a tissue from his pocket and handed it to her.

Women like this?

He had seen plenty.

Lusting after a pretty face.

She’d been stood up on her wedding day and now had the nerve to set her sights on him?

“Huh?” Sang Ning blinked, quickly wiping the corner of her mouth. Then she grinned. “So, handsome—wanna get married? How about we do it together?”

She still hadn’t given up.

Compared to her blind date, this guy was a hundred times better.

Holy—

Even his voice sounded amazing.

Jackpot!

Only then did Gu Yezhou properly look at her. Normally, women would have run off long ago after seeing his icy attitude.

Yet this one was still talking.

Her shamelessness rivaled his little sister’s.

“You’re that desperate to get married?” he asked.

“Not exactly desperate. It’s just that I took leave from work today to get married. Been waiting here since the crack of dawn and that—” Sang Ning nearly said *blind date*, then coughed and corrected herself. “—that person never showed. So I figured I’m just waiting for someone with fate on their side. You seem pretty good. And you’ve been waiting here a while too, right? Why don’t we team up?”

Men cared about their pride. Being stood up on your wedding day was embarrassing.

She wondered what kind of woman could dump such a top-tier man.

Deep down, Sang Ning had to admire her.

What a legend.

Two unlucky souls drifting in the same sea—what’s wrong with forming a team and getting married?

“Alright.”

Sang Ning blinked.

Did she hear that right?

The man actually agreed.

“Really?” Her eyes lit up as she rushed forward and grabbed his hand.

Gu Yezhou’s gaze dropped to the arm she was clutching tightly.

Before he could react—

He was yanked forward.

Practically dragged inside like a leaf caught in the wind.

In today’s society, marriage procedures were extremely efficient.

Next door, people filing for divorce were lining up in droves.

Meanwhile, at Sang Ning’s registration window…

Not a single person.

The whole process took less than ten minutes.

“Well then—please take care of me from now on.” Sang Ning planted a kiss on the little red marriage certificate and immediately started snapping photos with her phone. “You don’t mind if I post this on my social feed, right?”

Gu Yezhou silently shook his head.

Meanwhile, one thought echoed in his mind:

*This woman looks as thin as a bamboo pole… how does she have so much strength?*

He was a criminal police officer.

Since when could a random woman just drag him away like that?

Just as Sang Ning was about to officially announce the marriage online, she suddenly realized—

She didn’t know the man’s name.

Turning her head, she asked, “Sorry—what’s your name again?”

“Gu Yezhou.”

Sang Ning nodded and muttered, “Sounds familiar. Feels like I’ve heard it somewhere.”

“What did you say?”

“Nothing.” She smiled brightly. “Mr. Gu, please take care of me for the rest of our lives. Of course, if someday you want to marry the woman who stood you up today, I’ll absolutely agree to a divorce.”

Right then, her phone started ringing.

“Gotta take this.”

She waved the phone, stuffed the marriage certificate into the pocket of her coat, and answered the call. The moment she saw the caller ID—*Xiao Zhang*—her expression immediately turned serious.

“What happened?”

When the criminal investigation team called a forensic pathologist, what could it possibly be about?

Of course—

Someone was dead.

“What? Are you sure you didn’t get the address wrong?” Sang Ning’s voice suddenly shot up, nearly cracking.

Gu Yezhou raised an eyebrow as he watched her back.

At the same time, Sang Ning realized she’d momentarily lost control of her tone.

Just seconds ago she’d been speaking in that soft, syrupy, coquettish voice—

Now she sounded like a full-blown tigress.

“Alright. I’m coming right away.”

She hung up and turned to Gu Yezhou with an apologetic expression.

“Sorry, new husband. Something urgent came up at work. I’ll contact you tonight after I get off. As for what I do—we’ll talk about it later. Gotta run.”

She was already walking as she spoke.

Who knew whether he even heard the last part.

She thought to herself:

*He’s so handsome… he probably isn’t the petty type, right? He shouldn’t mind.*

A murder had just been reported at Ping’an Apartments.

The victim had been hung from a ceiling fan, hands and feet bound together in a bizarre posture.

And by sheer coincidence—

Sang Ning lived at Ping’an Apartments.

Even worse—

The victim was her neighbor.

Gu Yezhou stood there watching her leave.

Looking down at the empty friend-request screen on his phone, he shook his head with a faint, helpless smile.

“What an interesting woman. Let’s see how you plan to contact me tonight.”

After all—

They had only gotten the marriage certificate.

They hadn’t even exchanged contact information.

“Brother, I’m done. We can go now.”

A cute-looking girl walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, her eyes red and her voice choked with emotion.

A man hurried out behind her, smiling apologetically at Gu Yezhou.

“Brother, Yaoyao and I just had a little argument. We’re still family, after all.”

Gu Yezhou slipped the red certificate away and looked at the man coldly.

Then he said one word.

“Scram.”