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

Jian Ci slowly woke up, and looking at the somewhat unfamiliar surroundings, her heart suddenly panicked.

The unfamiliar room, with its exquisite yet austere decor, left her momentarily at a loss.

She sat up and looked around. The room was empty and quiet; she could only hear her own heartbeat.

However, she quickly came to her senses and remembered that she had already had a whirlwind marriage with Jing Yue yesterday.

Just then, the door was gently pushed open, and Jing Yue walked in. He was wearing a well-tailored shirt and trousers, and his hair was neatly combed.

"You're awake? Let's have breakfast, and then we'll go to work together."

Jian Ci nodded slightly and got up to wash up.

A simple yet exquisite breakfast was laid out on the table. The two sat facing each other, but the atmosphere was subtly quiet.

Jian Ci would steal glances at Jing Yue from time to time. This man, who had become her husband just yesterday, was now eating breakfast elegantly, exuding a mature and steady charm in every gesture.

She felt that she had turned misfortune into blessing.

Seeing that Jian Ci hadn't eaten much, Jing Yue asked, "Is it not to your liking?"

Jian Ci shook her head: "No." Then she started eating.

Once in the car, Jing Yue focused intently on driving, while Jian Ci gazed out the window, her thoughts drifting far away.

As we approached the company, she suddenly said, "Just put me down here."

Jing Yue glanced at her, didn't ask any questions, just gave a soft reply, and parked the car on the side of the road.

He knew her concerns, but the people in the company didn't. She didn't want to cause too much unnecessary speculation and gossip.

Jian Ci got out of the car, nodded slightly to Jing Yue, and then walked towards the company.

She took a deep breath, trying to appear as calm as usual.

As she walked into the company, her colleagues greeted her as usual, and she responded with a smile, as if nothing had changed.

However, only she knew that her heart was already in turmoil because of this whirlwind marriage.

She didn't know if her decision was right or wrong, but since things had come to this point, she had no choice but to move forward.

If you hit a wall, turn back decisively.

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In the waiting hall, Lu Rou and Jun Yan, this couple, were like a unique sight, with outstanding temperament.

The two stood there, talking in hushed tones. Their elegant and composed demeanor drew the attention of many people around them, with some even speculating in private whether they were some kind of big stars.

Junyan held Lu Rou's hand tightly, as if afraid she would get lost.

Lu Rou noticed that Jun Yan kept looking at her, and she asked knowingly, "What are you looking at?"

Junyan readily admitted, "Look at my baby."

Since last night, he's been calling her "baby" all the time, which Lu Rou finds refreshing and unconventional.

After boarding, Lu Rou had just sat down in her seat when she subtly scanned the passengers and flight attendants in the cabin.

She keenly sensed an unusual atmosphere, an indescribable sense of oppression, as if everyone was shrouded in a deathly aura.

The situation is not good.

Lu Rou tilted her head slightly and said in a voice that only Jun Yan could hear, "There's something wrong with this plane."

Jun Yan's expression hardened. He knew Lu Rou's abilities, and since she said that, there must be something unusual about it.

He gently took Lu Rou's hand, gave her a reassuring look, and whispered, "I'll help you."

The two men pretended to get up casually and walked towards the back of the cabin, seemingly to go to the restroom, but in reality, they were observing every suspicious corner and person.

When she reached a burly man, she continued walking forward without making a sound.

Lu Rou lowered her voice and said to Jun Yan, "It's that man. There's a bomb in his luggage, and the remote control is on him."

Jun Yan stopped Lu Rou: "Leave it to me."

Lu Rou hesitated for a moment: "Is it okay?"

"Watch closely, baby, I'm going to show you something."

Jun Yan kicked the man in the temple, but the man reacted quickly, dodging the blow and throwing a punch at Jun Yan.

The two engaged in a fierce fight in the narrow passageway.

Jun Yan was agile and swift, his punches and kicks were fierce, and every move was aimed at the man's vital points.

The man was equally resolute, using his strong physique and fierce moves to fight against Jun Yan.

Taking advantage of the situation, Junyan tripped the man with a sweeping leg kick, then quickly pounced on him, restrained his hands, and searched his body, finding the remote control for the bomb.

The surrounding passengers were puzzled and curious.

Lu Rou took out her police ID and explained the situation to the flight attendant, who dared not delay in the slightest.

The matter was resolved quickly, and the passengers had no idea what had happened.

Jun Yan gazed at the girl before him with deep, burning eyes, his voice magnetic: "How is it, baby?"

Lu Rou stepped forward gracefully, reached out her delicate hand and gently embraced Jun Yan's strong arm, praising him.

"Boss Jun is really amazing."

Five hours later, the moment the plane landed, the vibration of the fuselage woke Lu Rou from her light sleep. She rubbed her temples, trying to relieve the fatigue of the journey.

Jun Yan, who was beside her, had already packed his luggage and looked at her tenderly: "Baby, let's go home."

Driver Xiao Chen arrived at the airport early after receiving the message. When he saw Jun Yan holding the hand of a beautiful girl, he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

Is this still the same Yama, the King of Hell?

What happened to his cold-heartedness and aversion to women?

It won’t be possessed by someone else, right?

Xiao Chen quickly went to greet Jun Yan, took the luggage from his hands, and wore a professional smile, but his eyes couldn't help but glance at the girl next to him.

This is truly a case of "a single glance from her could launch a thousand ships, leaving all the beauties of the imperial harem pale in comparison."

After getting into the car, he looked in the rearview mirror and asked, "Ninth Master, where are we going now?"

Jun Yan: "Return to the West Garden."

Xiao Chen responded and then stopped talking, focusing on driving.

Jun Yan reached out and gently took Lu Rou's hand, playing with her slender fingers.

Lu Rou let him have his way and leaned on his shoulder.

When Xiao Chen saw this scene in the rearview mirror, he felt a chill run down his spine. He wondered if he would be silenced.

Probably not. Although Yama has a bad reputation, he is still quite law-abiding.

The car stopped in front of a villa that resembled an ancient castle, majestic and solemn.

Junyan helped her with her luggage and led her into the house.

Every detail of the interior decoration reveals the owner's taste in life.

Elegant, refined, and luxurious.

Junyan enjoys being alone. Apart from the bodyguards on guard outside, he regularly hires people to clean his house, and he eats his meals at his own restaurant.

Lu Rou looked at the huge wine cabinet: "Did Boss Jun invite me to visit your home?"

Jun Yan gently hugged her from behind, resting his chin on the top of her head: "Do you like it?"

Lu Rou's slender, delicate hand covered his broad, warm hand.

She then turned her head slightly, her beautiful eyes fixed on him, and her lips parted slightly: "Not bad." Her voice was soft and melodious.

Junyan coaxed, "Baby, how about living with me?"