After the Harem Novel’s Female Lead was Spoiled by the Comments - Chapter 4

The matter of Wen Hebai and Yan Qingwen getting their marriage certificate started from the moment Wen Hebai responded to Yan Qingwen’s “confession” at the banquet.

“Actually, I’ve liked you for a long time, too. Although you aren’t as beautiful as I am, nor as humorous or witty, and you always wear that fake smile, the things I care about have never been those surface-level qualities.”

Yan Qingwen: “…”

She squeezed Wen Hebai’s hand with all her might, wishing she could tear that mouth off right now!

The muscles in Wen Hebai’s face twitched slightly; she quickly raised a hand to wipe away non-existent tears from the corner of her eyes, using the gesture to mask and adjust her expression.

Then, she continued to recklessly flirt with death on the edge of Yan Qingwen’s breaking point: “We’ve known each other for over twenty years. When we played house as kids, you said you wanted to be my wife. From that moment on, in my heart, you already belonged to me. But as we grew up, you seemed to forget your childhood vow. Do you know how much my heart bled?”

Worried that the crowd would see her gnashing her teeth, Yan Qingwen used her free hand to cover her mouth, feigning a deeply moved expression.

This woman! There wasn’t a single word of truth in her mouth! Who ever said they wanted to be her wife?

Clearly, it was because this woman had broken Yan’s doll while playing house, and to coax her out of crying, Wen had proactively said she would be the wife!

What a total reversal of black and white!

Besides, that happened when they were four years old. Bringing it up now was beyond absurd!

Wen Hebai gently tucked a stray lock of hair behind Yan’s ear: “Fortunately, you still have me in your heart.”

Yan Qingwen looked at Wen Hebai “joyfully,” the very picture of a hidden dagger behind a smile.

Perhaps realizing she had overacted, Wen Hebai adjusted her expression and gave the final response to the confession: “I promise to be with you.”

Yan Qingwen shot daggers with her eyes: Once this is over, you just wait and see.

Threatened by that look, Wen Hebai thought for a moment, then directly lifted Yan’s hand, pressed a kiss to the back of it, and gazed at her with profound affection: This is the seed you sowed yourself; naturally, you must endure its bitter fruit.

An electric current surged from the back of her hand; Yan Qingwen instinctively tried to pull away, but Wen Hebai had anticipated this and gripped her hand firmly, refusing to give her any chance to retreat.

“Whoa—” Someone in the crowd cheered excitedly, but they were quickly silenced by the surrounding tension.

Zhuang Yi’s eyes looked like they could devour a person, and Jiang Yunhan was also a bit stunned: 【Even if it’s for the Dragon King lead, isn’t this acting a bit too real? But what does it matter? Even if they are together, the one who benefits in the end is still the Dragon King lead. And the further they stay from me, the safer I am!】

Yan Qingwen could only bite the bullet and lead Wen Hebai to her stone-faced grandparents and parents. She said quite seriously: “So… Grandpa, Grandma, Mom, Dad, you all said before that I’m not young anymore and it’s time to settle down. I think what you said makes a lot of sense, and it just so happens the person I love loves me back… I don’t want to have any more regrets; I want to settle things early.”

She took a deep breath and tried to stay calm as she announced to everyone: “I want to get engaged to her!”

Yan Qingwen’s mother, Xiao Baihua, felt her head spin and collapsed into Yan Aotian’s arms.

Yan Qingwen took a step forward but was held tight by Wen Hebai’s hand. She could only stow her momentary softness and take the opportunity to say: “Mother must be overwhelmed with joy. Father, hurry and take Mother back to rest.”

Yan Aotian glared at her, but out of love for his wife, he picked Xiao Baihua up in a princess carry and headed straight for the bedroom.

In contrast, the head of the Yan family, Yan Liangchen, was much calmer. He said, “We haven’t discussed this with the Wen family yet.”

Wen Hebai pulled Yan Qingwen’s hand and said, “There’s no need to discuss it. I can make my own decisions regarding my marriage.”

She turned to look at Yan Qingwen, her lips curling into a sly smile, “Qingqing, no need for an engagement. Let’s go get our marriage certificate!”

Yan Qingwen: “?”

Before she could react, she was yanked away by Wen Hebai: “The Marriage Bureau is about to close, we can still make it if we go now!” Then, in front of the city’s elites, she was whisked away.

As they passed Zhuang Yi, he reached out toward Yan Qingwen: “Miss Yan—”

Wen Hebai slapped his hand away. Yan Qingwen didn’t look back either, acting as if she hadn’t even seen the man.

When the wild red Revuelto roared to life, Yan Qingwen finally snapped out of it and stopped Wen Hebai: “What are you doing?”

Wen Hebai put on her sunglasses and reminded her: “Fasten your seatbelt. I’m taking you to get registered!”

Yan Qingwen’s face darkened: “I never said I was getting registered with you.”

Wen Hebai leaned over to buckle her seatbelt for her and then floored the accelerator. Before Yan Qingwen could unbuckle it, she could only clutch the belt tightly, her heart in her throat as the car “flew” out.

“Ah…” Yan Qingwen turned pale with fright.

Wen Hebai glanced at her through the rearview mirror, let out a snicker, and said in a coy, cloying voice: “If you liked me, you should have said so sooner. You just had to confess in public; it’s so embarrassing. Now if you don’t register with me, there’s no way to end this scene!”

Yan Qingwen felt like vomiting: “Stop disgusting me.”

She wanted to explain her reasons for doing this, but Wen Hebai didn’t give her the chance, driving her directly to the entrance of the Marriage Bureau.

Yan Qingwen held her dizzy head: “I am definitely reporting you for speeding.”

Wen Hebai rested one arm on the seat back and shrugged indifferently: “I avoided every street with electronic speed traps. If you have evidence, feel free to report me.”

Yan Qingwen could certainly use her social status to achieve her goal, but there was no point. She couldn’t be bothered to entangle with Wen Hebai anymore, so she unbuckled her belt and got out of the car.

Seeing the large “Marriage Administration Bureau” sign, Yan Qingwen realized she was serious. She had to keep it brief and explain the situation clearly: “My goal was only to stop the engagement plan they decided behind my back. I am sorry for involving you. Tell me what compensation you want, and I will try my best to satisfy you.”

Wen Hebai also got out of the car and said flatly: “A flimsy apology is all it takes to settle this? Do you have any idea how much of an impact this will have on me?!”

“I’m sorry,” Yan Qingwen apologized. “I thought you would reject me and then take the opportunity to humiliate me as usual. I was prepared to endure all of that, but you…”

Half of Wen Hebai’s face was covered by her sunglasses, making it impossible to see her eyes or decipher her expression.

In the ensuing silence, Yan Qingwen felt a sense of unease for the first time.

Unexpectedly, Wen Hebai took off her sunglasses, revealed a mocking expression, and said: “I knew you wanted me to reject you, but I simply won’t. This is quite fun, isn’t it?”

Yan Qingwen: “…”

She rubbed her temples. Too much had happened today, and she needed to find a quiet place to digest it all. She really didn’t have time to bicker with Wen Hebai here.

Just as she was about to leave, Wen Hebai spoke again: “If you don’t register with me today, they will force you to register with Jiang Yunhan tomorrow to kill off your feelings for me. Do you really think you can escape it just like this?”

Yan Qingwen froze, about to say that no one could force her to do something she didn’t want to do.

However, she remembered that this was a novel world. All logic in this world revolved around the protagonists. Under the influence of the “Protagonist Halo,” anything could happen.

For example, over the past seven years, no matter how much her parents and the Jiangs wanted her to agree to the Third Young Master, they would never have made a decision to arrange an engagement without her permission.

But today, right after the Third Young Master’s identity was taken over, her parents and the Jiang family made such a decision in private!

She could escape for a moment, but can she escape for a lifetime?

Was she really going to be brainwashed, fall for Jiang Yunhan, and become one of his many harem members?

At that thought, Yan Qingwen felt a cold shiver down her spine.