Live fortune telling: Sending a top star to prison right from the start.

Sigo moved with extreme caution, as if afraid of being recognized.

She was wrapped tightly in her coat, her scarf was pulled up high, large sunglasses covered most of her face, and her hat brim was pulled low.

A passing nurse cast a questioning glance at her. She subconsciously lowered her head, gripping the strap of her handbag tightly until her knuckles turned white from the force.

In the examination room, the doctor flipped through her medical records, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper, his gaze, seen through his glasses, filled with reproach and regret.

"Young lady, your uterus has been damaged multiple times. If you have another abortion this time, your chances of getting pregnant in the future will be extremely small, and you will most likely never be able to become a mother. You should think this through carefully."

Sigo's body jolted suddenly.

Just as that woman said!

"Doctor, I've made up my mind." Si Guo gritted her teeth and squeezed out these words.

The doctor shook his head helplessly and began preparing for the surgery.

Outside the operating room, Sigo sat alone, the surrounding noise like the clamor of another world.

She hugged her arms tightly, her nails almost digging into her flesh, and her body trembled slightly uncontrollably.

Why does she only encounter scumbags?!

She is not reconciled!

……

The hotel suite was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere mixed with the scent of alcohol.

The clothes of the man and woman were scattered haphazardly on the ground, as if silently telling the story of last night's madness.

The bed was a mess, with half of the blanket hanging off the edge and the other half tangled around the two of them, and the pillows rolled into the corner.

The bedside lamp emitted a dim, soft light, its shade slightly tilted, as if in a helpless posture after being bumped.

Jing Yue gradually sobered up from his hangover, his head throbbing. He raised his hand to rub his temples as consciousness returned.

Seeing Jian Ci lying next to him, he was so shocked that his eyes widened and he was instantly wide awake.

He frantically pulled a corner of the blanket over his bare chest, his eyes filled with disbelief and regret.

His mouth was slightly open, as if he wanted to say something, but no sound came out. His heart was pounding violently in his chest, as if it were about to burst out of his chest.

Jian Ci was also terrified by the scene before her. Her fingers instinctively gripped the bed sheet tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force.

The alcohol last night caused her to black out, and she has no recollection of what happened.

Her eyes darted around the room and she saw the clothes scattered on the floor. Her cheeks quickly flushed and became burning hot.

The two exchanged a glance, then quickly looked away as if they had been electrocuted, leaving an awkward and tense atmosphere in the air.

Jing Yue broke the silence first, stammering, "What...what's going on?" His voice was a little hoarse.

Jian Ci bit her lower lip: "I wanted to ask you that too!" She was an innocent girl, and she had gotten into this mess with someone without even realizing it.

The room fell into a deathly silence, with only the sound of their rapid breathing mingling together.

Jing Yue took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. Looking at Jian Ci's appearance, he felt a pang of guilt.

As Ninth Master's special assistant, he was usually a shrewd businessman and had never been so flustered before, but the current situation had thrown him off balance.

“Jian Ci, now that it has happened, I will take responsibility.” Jing Yue’s voice was deep and firm.

Upon hearing this, Jian Ci asked, "Take responsibility? How do you intend to take responsibility?"

After thinking for a moment, Jing Yue said, "I will marry you."

As he spoke, he got up, picked up his clothes from the floor, dressed himself, and then gently placed Jian Ci's clothes by the bedside.

For some reason, her mother has been actively arranging various blind dates for her lately.

I'm so annoyed by those blind date partners; they're all so outrageous.

Their speech and behavior were extremely vulgar, and some even started talking about how much real estate and savings they owned as soon as they met...

She simply couldn't face such a scene.

For her, marriage was simply about finding someone to share life with.

After all, love is such an illusory thing that no one can say for sure how long it will last.

Assistant Jing is handsome and capable; in terms of both appearance and personal qualities, he seems like a good choice.

After careful consideration, Jian Ci felt that being with Jing Yue was indeed a viable option.

At least they work at the same company, know each other quite well, and his appearance and temperament also match her aesthetic standards.

Perhaps they really can live that kind of simple yet happy life.

Jian Ci agreed, saying, "Okay."

Last night, during a dinner at a high-end hotel, Jing Yue was drugged.

The drug took effect quickly in his body; his vision began to blur, and his head felt extremely dizzy.

With his last shred of clarity, he saw the drunken Jian Ci.

When her best friend broke up with her boyfriend, Jian Ci came to drink with her. However, Jian Ci, who couldn't hold her liquor, became dizzy after just a few drinks.

She staggered back to her room.

When Jing Yue saw that it was an acquaintance, he was overjoyed. He forced himself to squeeze into Jian Ci's room, thinking he would hide there for a while before leaving.

As soon as Jian Ci entered the room, the cold air from the air conditioner caused her confused mind to experience strange hallucinations.

In her eyes, Jing Yue had become a handsome man she could only dream of.

Her cheeks flushed, her eyes glazed over, and she suddenly pounced on Jing Yue and kissed him.

"Hehe, handsome, he's mine."

"Jian...Jian Ci, do you know what you're doing?"

Jing Yue instinctively tried to push her away, but the effects of the drug made his limbs weak and powerless, and his resistance was like an ant trying to shake a tree.

"I know, you... are you even capable? You're so hesitant and indecisive."

Jian Ci's initiative ignited a passionate flame in the room, and the combined effects of alcohol and drugs caused both of them to completely lose their rationality.

Their clothes became disheveled, their breathing rapid, and they rolled together in chaos and impulse, sinking into a vortex of desire.

……

The Civil Affairs Bureau's certificate processing hall was bustling with people.

As Jingyue and Jianci stood at the marriage registration photo booth, all the surrounding noise seemed to be shut out by an invisible barrier.

The photographer greeted them warmly, "Hey newlyweds, come closer and smile!"

Jian Ci looked up at Jing Yue, and Jing Yue, sensing her gaze, moved closer to her.

After the photos were taken, it was the staff's turn to stamp the marriage certificate.

The staff member was a middle-aged woman with sharp, professional eyes as she looked at Jian Ci.

"Young lady, I need to confirm with you again, are you willing to get married voluntarily?"

Jian Ci snapped out of her daze: "Ah, yes."

Upon hearing the answer, the staff member nodded, and the seal in his hand fell heavily, thus giving the two red books legal effect.

As I walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau with my marriage certificate in hand, the sunlight felt warm on my skin.

"Assistant Jing, it's me."

Jing Yue interrupted her: "Jian Ci, we are already married. We are not in a superior-subordinate relationship. We will live together, and I will take on the responsibilities of a husband."

Jian Ci nodded, understanding his meaning: "Jing Yue, let's keep our marriage a secret. I don't want to attract attention."

Jing Yue is a key figure in the company; he is young, promising, and has no shortage of suitors.

"Listen to you."

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