Reborn and married in a swapped marriage, my aloof husband is too ruthless.

The surrounding noise and joyful sounds gradually faded away, replaced by a suffocating silence.

This quiet was not like the calm before a storm, but rather like... the deathly stillness of a grave.

Su Jinxin's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Yan Cheng'an is really dead?

Wouldn't she really have to live the life of a widow?

Living like a widow... living like a widow... Suddenly, she burst out laughing. Su Xiaoxiao, what kind of life did you live in your previous life...!

Su Jinxin chuckled softly and slowly stepped forward. She tentatively asked:

"Young Master Yan, is it fun to pretend to be asleep?"... There was no response.

Su Jinxin raised an eyebrow and called out again, "Yan Chengan? Stop pretending, I know you're not sick." There was still no response.

A sense of unease rose in Su Jinxin's heart. Could it be? Had things gone awry? Wasn't it him who was playing against Yan Chengze in her previous life?

She reached out and carefully lifted a corner of the brocade quilt covering Yan Cheng'an...

"Yan Chengan, you..."

Jin Xin looked at Yan Cheng'an, whose face was rosy and healthy. How could he look like a sickly man who was terminally ill and about to die?

He's clearly a sleeping beauty!

Could it be... that there's something fishy going on here?

Her mind started racing with calculations, and her initial wariness was gradually replaced by curiosity.

She's definitely going to have this gossip!

Su Jinxin first carefully placed her hand under Yan Chengan's nose, feeling the warm breath spraying on her fingertips.

Yes, it's alive!

Then, seemingly unintentionally, she placed her hand on Yan Cheng'an's wrist, her slender fingertips gently pressing down to feel his pulse—steady, strong, and perfectly healthy!

Su Jinxin thought to herself: You, Yan Chengan, you're quite the actor!

A sly smile played on her lips as she reached out and poked Yan Cheng'an's cheek, her tone teasing: "Young Master Yan, stop pretending, get up and have some fun! I know you're not sick." Seeing that Yan Cheng'an still didn't react, Su Jinxin simply yanked off the quilt.

Yan Chengan lay there quietly, breathing evenly. If you didn't see it with your own eyes, you would really mistake him for a living dead.

"Yan Cheng'an, I'll count to three. If you don't get up by then, I'll..."

Su Jinxin deliberately dragged out the last syllable, her eyes darting around like a kitten stealing cream.

"One...two..." When she counted to two, she deliberately paused to observe Yan Cheng'an's reaction.

Still no movement.

"Three!" Su Jinxin suddenly raised her voice, while reaching out to pinch Yan Chengan's nose.

It's too late to say, then soon!

Just as Su Jinxin's hand was about to touch Yan Cheng'an's nose, he suddenly opened his eyes!

A pair of eyes as deep as the night sky now flashed with a sharp, cold light, like a lurking beast suddenly baring its fangs.

Before Su Jinxin could react, Yan Chengan pulled a dagger from under his pillow with lightning speed and held it to her neck!

"You...you really were faking illness!" Su Jinxin exclaimed in surprise, the cold touch on her neck instantly sobering her up.

"I'm very curious how you found out, but now that you know my secret, I can't let you live!" Yan Cheng'an's voice was low and hoarse, carrying a hint of danger.

Su Jinxin blinked, and large tears instantly welled up in her eyes, sobbing uncontrollably: "Young Master Yan, spare me! I was forced into this!"

"My stepmother and sister are heartless. I was supposed to marry the young master of the Xu family, but on my wedding day, I don't know what happened to Su Xiaoxiao, she forced me to agree to a marriage of convenience. That's why... that's why I agreed to this marriage! Waaaaah..."

She cried uncontrollably, as if she had suffered a tremendous injustice.

"In the Su family, I was like a maid. I was never fed or clothed, and they would order me around. If I did anything wrong, they would beat or scold me... Waaah... Do you think it was easy for me...?"

Su Jinxin cried and sobbed, while secretly observing Yan Cheng'an's reaction.

"My stepmother, for the sake of the Jin Su family's reputation, framed my mother, leading to her tragic death..."

"And my sister Su Xiaoxiao, she's the real wicked woman! She stole my fiancé and pushed me into this hellhole! I hate her! I must take revenge!" Su Jinxin gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with hatred.

Yan Cheng'an's eyes flickered slightly, and his grip on the dagger loosened a little.

"How much of what you said is true?"

“Absolutely true! I swear on my integrity!” Su Jinxin solemnly assured her, “I will absolutely not reveal your secret! On the contrary, I can even help you! I want revenge, and you need a wife. Wouldn’t it be wonderful if we cooperated?”

Yan Cheng'an looked at the woman crying her eyes out in front of him and felt a little wavering.

He called out towards the door, "Uncle Fu!"

An elderly man, though frail, entered in response and stood respectfully to one side.

"What are your instructions, sir?"

"Send someone to investigate! See if what she said is true!"

Yan Chengan sheathed the dagger, and the cold touch disappeared from Su Jinxin's neck. She secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

This man's mood changes faster than turning the pages of a book!

One second he was about to take her life, the next second... wait, could he really have believed her lies?

“I will send someone to verify your words.” Yan Cheng’an’s voice remained low and unreadable. “If what you say is true, I will help you achieve your wish.”

Su Jinxin was secretly delighted, but on the surface she still looked like a pear blossom in the rain: "Really? Young Master Yan, you are such a good person! Waaah..." she sobbed as she spoke, but in her heart she was frantically complaining: Good person?

Brother, you just held a knife to my neck!

"Stop crying." Yan Cheng'an rubbed his temples impatiently. "Since we both have our own agendas, why don't we cooperate? You help me, and I'll help you."

"Cooperation?" Su Jinxin stopped faking her tears and blinked curiously. "How does cooperation work?"

Yan Cheng'an walked to the window, stood with his hands behind his back, the moonlight outlining his tall figure: "I need a wife, a wife who can help me conceal my identity. And you need a backer, a backer who can help you take revenge. We each get what we need, so it's a win-win situation?"

Su Jinxin's eyes darted around; this was exactly what she had expected.

It seems that this young master Yan is no ordinary person.

"Okay, I promise you!" She readily agreed, after all, there was no better option at the moment.

Yan Cheng'an turned around, his deep eyes fixed on Su Jinxin, a meaningful smile playing on his lips: "Very good. From now on, you are my wife, Mrs. Yan. Remember, our cooperation must be kept absolutely secret."

"Don't worry, I'm tight-lipped!" Su Jinxin patted her chest to assure him, but secretly wondered: What exactly is this guy up to?

Uncle Fu was extremely efficient; the person he sent out returned in less than an hour.

Uncle Fu leaned close to Yan Cheng'an's ear and whispered:

"Young Master, I have confirmed that everything Miss Su said is true. Her mother did indeed die suddenly before Madam Su entered the Su family. The marriage exchange was proposed by Miss Su this morning, but... but Master Su and Madam Su did not object to the marriage exchange. Instead, they went along with Su Xiaoxiao. Given their style of doing things, abandoning the Yan family and marrying into the Xu family, an ordinary merchant family that is inferior to us in every way, is truly..."

Yan Chengan nodded, his gaze towards Su Jinxin now filled with a hint of inquiry.

"Have people continue to investigate, and at the same time, pay close attention to our Madam Yan..."

“It seems we’re a match made in heaven,” Yan Cheng’an raised his voice.

"That's right!" Su Jinxin agreed, but in her heart she thought: A match made in heaven?

I think it's more like a tragic love affair!

Yan Cheng paused for a moment, then continued, "Of everyone in the manor, only Uncle Fu knows the true state of his body. If this were to be revealed, you know the consequences..."

Su Jinxin's heart tightened.

Just then, there was a rapid knocking at the door, accompanied by a shrill voice: "Young Miss! Master wants you to return to the manor tomorrow morning; he has important matters to discuss!"

Su Jinxin concealed the coldness in her eyes and said calmly, "I understand."