Chapter 6: Accidentally Touched

Jiang Beiting stood up and slowly wiped his hands with a warm towel, his tone calm and emotionless:
“I only have one hour to accompany you to discuss the wedding dress design. Think about any requests you have ahead of time on the way there.”

Lu Yunsheng replied, “Alright. Thank you for your trouble, Ninth Master.”

As soon as the two left the villa, the butler went to complain to Madam Jiang: “Madam, Miss Lu was punished by Ninth Master…”

At the hospital, after hearing the full story from the butler, Madam Jiang sighed, “Even a daughter-in-law with divine fortune-telling skills couldn’t escape being disciplined by your little uncle!”

Beside her, Jiang Yuchen sat on the hospital bed, a thick neck brace wrapped around his neck, the corners of his mouth curving up in gloating amusement.

“Mom, that woman thought marrying me would be a blessing? Look at her now—she’s already been punished! Ha!”

Madam Jiang said with concern, “Don’t laugh. Your little uncle said that once you’re discharged, you still have to kneel in the ancestral hall—25,920 seconds. Not a second less.”

Jiang Yuchen: “……”

—

Half an hour later, inside the most luxurious custom wedding dress boutique in the capital—

Jiang Beiting leaned back against the sofa, legs crossed, his expression cold and indifferent.

He had originally shown no interest in the conversation between Lu Yunsheng and the wedding dress designer, but…

When the designer asked, “Do you prefer a court style, princess style, cream aesthetic, or queen style?”

Lu Yunsheng replied casually, “Anything’s fine.”

“Then between off-shoulder, strapless, V-neck, or sweetheart neckline, which do you prefer?”

“Uh… anything’s fine.”

“Um… do you have any preferences for the train design?”

“None. Whatever.”

The wedding dress designer was almost instantly driven to silence.

Not far away, Jiang Beiting couldn’t help but glance sideways at Lu Yunsheng, his frown growing deeper.

He had told her to think about her preferences on the way—And this was the result?

Aren’t girls in this world usually very particular about their wedding dresses?

What did this mean? Was she deliberately trying to embarrass the Jiang family?

Just as he thought that, the designer’s strained voice came again: “Miss Lu, how about you try it on? I’ll take a look at the fit—it might help you decide.”

Lu Yunsheng replied, “Try it on? What do you mean ‘possess the body’? Like ghost possession?”

Jiang Beiting: “……”

He couldn’t listen any longer—If he did, he was sure his brain would explode.

He got up and walked to the window, staring out at the scenery, completely ignoring whatever was going on behind him.

Nearly ten minutes passed before a surprised exclamation rang out: “Miss Lu, your figure is absolutely stunning!”

Stunning?

Jiang Beiting, purely out of curiosity, turned slightly to glance over—He wanted to see just how “stunning” it really was.

Under the soft lights, Lu Yunsheng had taken off her yellowed T-shirt and faded ripped jeans and was now wearing a breathtakingly beautiful wedding gown.

Her tall frame, slender swan-like neck, and graceful waist, all highlighted by the pure white fabric, made her beauty nearly suffocating.

Jiang Beiting’s gaze paused.

But in his eyes, a different vision appeared—
Beneath a golden sky, a divine black-feathered bird streaked across the heavens in a radiant arc of light, before transforming into a human figure and slowly descending before him.

The woman folded her magnificent wings and walked toward him with elegance and poise.

In the sunlight, her bright and confident smile bloomed more beautifully than any flower he had ever seen.

“How do I look? Am I pretty?”

The gentle voice fell softly in Jiang Beiting’s ear. His memories trembled, his gaze flickered, and his thoughts drifted in a daze for a long while.

He really had been gone for too long.

In his heart, a voice slowly echoed: “Ah Ying, while I was gone… were you eating well, sleeping well over there?”

Unfortunately, across two different worlds, there was no one to answer him.

Jiang Beiting’s heart, already like an icy lake, sank instantly to the bottom.

He strode forward with long legs.

Lu Yunsheng was staring at the mirror, looking at the figure that now appeared as beautiful as a fairy—somewhat in disbelief.

The ugly duckling had become a swan?

She was slightly stunned by her own transformation, but then Jiang Beiting’s cold voice rang in her ears: “Time’s up.”

“Oh.”

Lu Yunsheng pulled her gaze back and said flatly to the wedding dress designer, “Let’s go with this one.”

The designer, looking like she had just wrapped up a very tricky project, beamed with joy: “Then I’ll customize a one-of-a-kind wedding dress based on this design for you. I promise you’ll be satisfied!”

“Okay.”

Lu Yunsheng had just finished speaking and was about to turn when her foot accidentally stepped on the sheer fabric of the dress. Her body suddenly lost balance and tilted to one side!

“Ah! Miss Lu!”

The wedding dress designer cried out in alarm.

Lu Yunsheng was used to wearing jeans, and this was her first time getting caught by a wedding dress. She was clearly unprepared.

Just as her face was about to meet the ground, a strong arm caught her slim waist midair—
The softest part of her body just happened to press right against Jiang Beiting’s hand.

From the moment he was born into this world as a human, Jiang Beiting had always been distant from women. He never lent a hand to the opposite sex—Especially not women.

This time was… an exception.

Even he didn’t expect himself to reach out—The first time he touched a woman’s body in this world, even through the wedding dress, his palm reflexively tightened.

In the next moment, both of their thoughts froze at the same time.

Jiang Beiting: “?” What… did I just touch?

Lu Yunsheng: “!” It’s one thing to catch me, but what’s with the squeeze?!

Before the wedding dress designer could even react to the scene, Lu Yunsheng quickly pushed herself up and pulled away from his arms, then swiftly walked toward the fitting room.

The door to the fitting room closed.

Lu Yunsheng looked down at the spot where he had touched her and curled her lips in a frown.

—

Outside, Jiang Beiting calmly slipped that hand into the pocket of his dress pants.

With the other hand, he held his phone and called Madam Jiang at the hospital, his tone laced with irritation.

“Sister-in-law, when is Yuchen being discharged?”

Madam Jiang thought he was trying to rush Jiang Yuchen to go kneel in the ancestral hall, so she casually replied, “Ninth Brother, Yuchen’s neck injury is serious. The doctor said he still needs to rest for…”

The doctor immediately gestured at Madam Jiang — “two days.”

But Madam Jiang said, “Two weeks.”

Doctor: “……” 

Jiang Beiting frowned deeply. For such a small injury, two weeks? Are the doctors in Jing City really this incompetent?

Madam Jiang’s voice continued in his ear: “Ninth Brother, how did the wedding dress fitting with Miss Lu go?”

“It’s fine. The custom dress will start being made tomorrow.”

“That’s good. Yuchen’s injuries are quite severe and the wedding date is tight, so I’ll have to trouble you again to take Miss Lu for the engagement ring fitting.”

“Engagement ring?”

Jiang Beiting’s breath hitched slightly. After what just happened, we’re still going through with that?

Just then, from the corner of his eye, he saw Lu Yunsheng walk out of the fitting room— The hand hidden in his pocket involuntarily twitched.

In his heart, he silently muttered, “Ah Ying, I didn’t touch her on purpose… please don’t be angry…”

At the same time, he said with obvious irritation into the phone: “It’s just a small injury. A caregiver at the hospital is enough. You can handle the rest of the wedding matters yourself.”

“Ah… but…”

“No buts. I’m very busy. Besides, the one getting married is Jiang Yuchen, not—”

Before he could finish the sentence, he noticed Lu Yunsheng casting a curious, surprised glance in his direction.

Jiang Beiting instinctively turned his back to her and hastily added into the phone, “—not me!”