Ou Lan woke up feeling like she'd been struck by lightning.
What? She had an arranged marriage with the Empire's richest man?
What a joke on a bright clear day.
She was just a poor girl from the slums, growing up eating gruel, and there's a gulf as high as the ninth heaven between her and the Tycoon Master, which she couldn't even fly across. How could a bizarre marriage contract just pop up out of nowhere?
Ha, it's like a thunderbolt from the blue.
Sitting in her small, dim living room, looking at the young man in a crisp black suit, competent and elegant, Ou Lan gave an awkward smile, "This... Assistant Li, are you sure you didn't come to the wrong place?"
Li Dan was very respectful, showing a gentle smile, "Miss Ou, it's absolutely true, back then it was my Master Xiao's grandfather, Mr. Zhan Juncheng, and your grandfather who personally set this marriage contract."
Haha, haha, Ou Lan didn't even have the strength to laugh anymore.
