Chapter 7: I Am Jiang Zijin , Lin Xingmian’s Future Husband

“For now, just take a few days off and look through the scripts other directors have sent over.”

Qi Haian  straightened up and picked up the work phone that had been vibrating non-stop beside her.

Since yesterday, Tang Xia hadn’t handled any work matters, and the messages on the work phone were piling up, too many to reply to.

“The situation was clarified quickly this time, so there aren’t any major issues. Once I finish dealing with these messages, I’ll send you the schedule,” Qi Haian  said expressionlessly, her fingers flying across the phone screen.

“Let’s go, I’ll take you back first.” Qi Haian  continued replying to messages as she walked toward the elevator.

Lin Xingmian followed her and stepped into the elevator.

He tapped on his phone screen and simply replied with an “Okay.”

Qi Haian  glanced at his phone screen, coughed lightly, and changed the subject. “Generally, I shouldn’t pry into an artist’s personal matters, but given your status, if there are any special circumstances, it’s best to inform me in advance.”

“Special circumstances? Are you referring to romantic relationships?”

“…Something like that,” Qi Haian  replied.

“Ah, I almost forgot to tell you. I’m getting married.”

Qi Haian ‘s fingers paused for a moment, and her expression briefly turned blank.

Lin Xingmian? Getting married? How did these two completely unrelated words end up together?

“I remember that my personal affairs aren’t within the company’s management scope, so I didn’t report it. Am I not allowed to get married?” Lin Xingmian asked, glancing sideways.

“I’ve already thought it through. I’m 29 now, and I’ve won all the major film awards. It’s time to take a break, refine my acting skills, and pick better scripts.”

“Since I have this break, I might as well get married and settle things without any worries.”

Qi Haian ‘s expression was complicated, and for a moment, she didn’t know how to respond.

She had heard long ago in the company that Lin Xingmian, the award-winning actor, was a workaholic. His acting was impeccable, and he often nailed scenes in one take, leaving everyone in awe of his efficiency.

With his striking looks, approachable demeanor, and a strong sense of boundaries, he was like a meticulously crafted machine.

Who would have thought that even something as significant as marriage would be handled so swiftly? He hadn’t even been involved in any romantic scandals before.

She wondered which omega was so lucky to be with Lin Xingmian.

Qi Haian  quickly regained her composure. “In that case, we’ll announce it after you get your marriage certificate. You can even bring your spouse to a wedding reality show to gain more fans. It wouldn’t be a bad thing for you.”

Lin Xingmian frowned slightly but didn’t argue.

His marriage with Jiang Zijin  was just a contractual arrangement, with no real emotional involvement. The fewer people who knew about it, the better.

As for a wedding reality show, there was no need.

The elevator reached the basement level, and the doors slowly opened.

The phone in his pocket vibrated, and Lin Xingmian picked it up. A voice message appeared in the chat box.

“I’m here.”

The man’s deep, magnetic voice echoed through the spacious underground garage.

A sleek, black Rolls-Royce Cullinan drove into the basement level. The tires screeched slightly against the floor as the car came to a precise stop in front of Lin Xingmian.

The car window slowly rolled down, revealing a man wearing gold-framed sunglasses and a crisp white suit, his elbow resting on the window.

“Get in,” Jiang Zijin  said, tilting his chin toward Lin Xingmian.

Lin Xingmian turned to Qi Haian  and said, “Haian , you don’t need to see me off anymore. I still have some matters to attend to with him.”

“Oh,” Qi Haian  couldn’t help but glance at Jiang Zijin , his expression somewhat peculiar.

Who is he? So arrogant, could he be the movie star’s boyfriend?

Jiang Zijin  glanced at Qi Haian  beside Lin Xingmian, then took the initiative to remove his sunglasses, revealing the Patek Philippe silver-banded mechanical watch on his wrist.

The man’s features were exquisite, exuding the flamboyant aura of a wealthy second-generation heir, both noble and lazy.

He cleared his throat and extended his hand, “Hello, I’m Jiang Zijin , Lin Xingmian’s future husband.”

Qi Haian ‘s mouth fell open, so shocked it could have swallowed an egg.

His gaze shifted between the two, unable to believe it.

Wasn’t Lin Xingmian’s partner supposed to be an Omega? How did it become him?

Lin Xingmian gave a helpless smile and nodded in acknowledgment.

“This is my fiancé, Jiang Zijin .”

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The car drove safely along the road, and Lin Xingmian glanced at the man in the driver’s seat.

He seemed to have dressed up specially, with a well-styled haircut, a tailored white suit paired with a gilded tie, and a black waist-cinching vest underneath.

Perhaps this was his work attire, after all, people in finance and insurance often wear suits daily.

“Where’s the contract?” Lin Xingmian asked.

The man kept his eyes on the road, his tone lazy, “In the glove compartment, take a look.”

Lin Xingmian opened the glove compartment and flipped through the contract.

As if remembering something, Lin Xingmian’s eyelashes fluttered slightly,

“This morning, my former manager was present, so I deliberately called you that. If you feel uncomfortable, I can change the way I address you.”

Jiang Zijin ‘s expression faltered for a moment, his fingers tightening on the steering wheel.

Soon, he relaxed and curled his lips, “No need, in fact, you can call me that a few more times, let me get used to it in advance.”

Lin Xingmian didn’t respond, quickly scanning the terms of the contract.

The car was quiet, only the sound of paper rustling.

Lin Xingmian had played a lawyer before and had studied a fair amount of legal knowledge. The terms of the contract seemed fair.

Moreover, there was a clause stating that the Enigma would not release suppressive pheromones towards him.

Lin Xingmian was slightly surprised but didn’t dwell on it.

After a quick review, Lin Xingmian closed the contract.

“Are you sure that getting married like this is the appropriate and feasible way to inherit the estate?”

“Of course, she said I had to get married, but she didn’t specify to whom. Getting a marriage certificate is perfectly legal, isn’t it?”

Jiang Zijin ‘s expression remained unchanged as he turned the steering wheel, “When the time comes to separate, we can just make up any excuse.”

Lin Xingmian gripped the pen, his expression uncertain.

The car had already stopped at the entrance of the civil affairs bureau. Jiang Zijin  glanced at him, his tone teasing,

“What? Scared?”

“True, not everyone has the courage to marry an Enigma.”

Lin Xingmian tightened his grip on the pen and decisively signed his name at the end.

“Alright, two copies, keep yours safe.”

Lin Xingmian put away his copy of the contract, put on a mask, and unbuckled his seatbelt,

“Let’s go, take advantage of it being a weekday with fewer people, let’s get this done quickly.”

Jiang Zijin  held his copy of the contract, looking at the signatures of both parties, his lips pressed tightly together.

Lin Xingmian was already fully armed, opening the door to get out.

“Wait for me!” Jiang Zijin  quickly put away his copy of the contract and followed him out of the car.

With long strides, he took three steps at a time, his eyes brimming with barely concealed joy.

Lin Xingmian looked at him, puzzled, and asked, “Why are you so happy?”

He quickly suppressed his smile and said with a serious expression, “Just thinking about the huge fortune that’s about to fall into my pocket makes me can’t help but feel elated.”

Lin Xingmian nodded, silently thinking to herself, “As expected of a despicable capitalist, never satisfied with enough.”