Could it be that I am the cruel villain?
Chapter 89 - 85 Marriage Contract [Request for First Order on Shelf]

Chapter 89: Chapter 85 Marriage Contract [Request for First Order on Shelf]

Creak——

After a long silence, the room’s door finally swung open.

A red skirt covered her toes; delicate red embroidered shoes stepped over the threshold. Following the long skirt upward, was a top embroidered with gold patterns, tightly cinched around the waist, with tassels swaying gently.

Her long hair was swept up, golden hairpins securely holding it atop her head, exposing the girl’s fair neck and a small part of her collarbone. Although the girl was only sixteen, her graceful figure was enough to make countless hearts flutter.

Moving elegantly, her hands clasped in front of her abdomen, each step measured as if the distance was pre-calculated, the flash of red at the corners of her eyes making her gaze all the more enticing, her lips slightly parted, her voice as pleasant as ever, just hearing it felt like a breath of spring.

"I have kept Jiang Lang waiting; Yu Rou was just dressing up inside the house and has delayed some time."

She wore a smile, seemingly oblivious to the young man’s blood-soaked clothes and the Longsword pointing at them. Zhang Nian reacted the quickest, not even waiting for Jiang Feng to speak up first, he dashed directly towards the girl.

"Hold him back for me!"

The old man roared, in this situation, he could not care for anything else, even if his nephew’s entire family dies at Jiang Feng’s hands, he must take his grandnephew away.

Not only because this is the only direct descendant of their family but also because, Yan Yurou is the only one in the family who has not been subjected to the poison curse.

Only she could have her own thoughts, and do anything she wanted. She was the only one who could break the pattern.

Everyone stepped forward to surround the young man, but Jiang Feng was unmoved; he didn’t even give chase and just quietly watched the girl in front of him.

Zhang Nian’s hand also grabbed the girl’s wrist and exerted force, not moving as easily as he had imagined.

Instead, she stood her ground, immovable.

Solid as a rock.

As Zhang Nian was about to exert more force to take his niece away, the girl simply reached back and grasped the old man’s wrist, almost without any resistance, and gently pulled the old man aside.

"Second Grandpa, Father, and a few uncles, thank you all for your hard work recently."

This scene stunned everyone present, only Jiang Feng had a cold laugh.

Only he had seen his fiancée’s skills in action from Wen Juan’s memories.

"You really hid it well; even your family didn’t know."

The girl wasn’t annoyed, just turned back with a smile.

"What are you talking about, Jiang Lang? Yu Rou has never hidden anything; if Jiang Lang asks, Yu Rou will surely answer."

She took a few steps forward proactively while Jiang Feng instinctively aimed his Longsword at her, but the girl just naturally stepped forward and diverted the Longsword with her front hand.

No contradiction, he knew this girl was telling the truth.

It’s easy to see through deliberate lies; the most clever lies are those that are vague and silent.

"It’s been nearly half a month since we last met, I wonder if Jiang Lang would like to accompany Yu Rou for a walk."

"Planning to find a secluded place to kill someone and dispose of the body?"

"Ah, Jiang Lang has never been serious, why is it the same even now?"

"What if I say no?"

"It’s also good to talk about family matters here."

The woman beside him still radiated the enchanting scent as before, less immature now, more dignified, but smart as always.

With Jiang Feng’s personality, he would likely never discuss his past and present lives publicly.

"Fine."

His facial expression slowly returned to calm.

Not that the anger vanished, but when he cooled down, he could control his emotions a bit better and he understood Yan Yurou’s actions were to avoid implicating her family.

But Yan Zhongxu immediately stretched out his hand to stop.

"No! Yu Rou, if you go out with him..."

"It’s alright, I know Jiang Lang’s temperament very well."

"Even if you want to go, take your second grand-uncle with you..."

"Dad!"

Her tone suddenly changed, the gentleness in her eyes vanished in an instant, replaced with an authority that flickered in her eyes like that of an unassailable queen. She looked at her father, then at her uncles behind him, and finally at everyone in the entire Yan Family!

"I’ve said, this is a family matter! What business do you have interfering! No one shall follow!"

Her cold, stern rebuke made everyone look at their Lady Yan as if they were seeing her for the first time.

The polite, well-educated and graceful Lady Yan, who would even blush easily when speaking, was finally dead today.

In her place stood a domineering, assertive Yan Yurou, resorting to any means necessary to achieve her goals.

"Since I have put on this wedding dress, from today onwards, Yu Rou has officially become Jiang Feng’s wife, and from now on, I have nothing more to do with the Yan Family!"

"What are you all blocking for, stand down!"

Even Yan Zhongxu hadn’t expected it to turn out this way; the young girl simply flipped her sleeves and walked straight towards the main door, with Jiang Feng holding his Longsword behind his back silently throughout.

"What are you dazing for, come along, we haven’t talked in a long while, it’s time for a good chat."

Stopping her steps and slightly turning her head, her stunning profile made it hard for him to take his eyes off her, unable to guess which side of the girl, who had been with him for over a decade, was truly real.

But with an invitation extended, he naturally wouldn’t refuse because he had too many truths he wanted to hear from her, hence he briskly followed her.

Outside, there was a commotion.

"What’s happening, why did Jiang Feng suddenly barge in?"

"Could it be that there is some conflict between the two families? Was the dowry not agreed upon?"

"What nonsense are you talking about, the Yan Family doesn’t need a dowry. Didn’t you see Jiang Feng? He killed a Cultivator early this morning, I was buying vegetables on East Street when I stumbled upon them fighting..."

The baffled onlookers were gossiping, especially when they saw Jiang Feng in blood-stained clothes appearing with Yan Yurou in her wedding dress, their faces were full of amazement.

Some even mentioned terms like "coercion" and "forced marriage", but the County Magistrate’s men immediately dispersed all the civilians blocked outside.

County Magistrate Sun cast an inquiring gaze at Yan Yurou from a distance, but without a response, he naturally wouldn’t impose himself, and given Jiang Feng’s current strength, this was no longer a matter he could handle.

Moreover, Su Yi said something very true.

This is family business.

"Last time we strolled down the street like this was nine months ago."

He glanced at her, surprised that Yan Yurou remembered that occasion.

"Back then, just after New Year’s, you took me around here to tour the night markets, speaking of which, you even gave me a hairpin."

She turned her head to show the two hairpins in her hair, in the rules of this era, wearing one hairpin signals being single, and two indicates a married woman.

"What, Yu Rou’s outfit today does not satisfy you, husband?"

Jiang Feng only let out a cold laugh in response.

"You haven’t passed my door yet."

"So what, this has been fate all along. Look now, Yu Rou has tried her hardest but still couldn’t change this ending that was written long ago, right?"

"Really, this is what you wanted!"

The statement seemed to light a powder keg; the young man did not hesitate to pull out a piece of paper from his chest, clutched it tightly in his palm, then in front of Yan Yurou tore it to pieces, throwing them into the air!

The paper fluttered everywhere.

In the girl’s astonished expression, he coldly spat out a sentence.

"Your goal has been achieved."