Through the hazy frosted crystal glass, the entire city of Jinling bore witness to this grand and unparalleled wedding.


While countless onlookers were consumed with envy, their curiosity burned even brighter. Who were the mysterious couple getting married in the Sky Garden?


What added to the intrigue was that the wedding was incredibly private—just the two of them. No family, no friends, not even a witness was present!


Inside the crystal-lit stage of the Sky Garden, Ye Chen held Xiao Churan’s hand and presented her with a carefully prepared jade necklace.


“Churan, this is my gift to you for our wedding anniversary. I hope you like it.”


Xiao Churan gasped when she saw the translucent, exquisite jade necklace. “This… isn’t this the legendary treasure from Cui Xuan Pavilion? Ye Chen, where did you get this?”


Her heart was in turmoil. Could it be? Could Ye Chen truly be the mysterious billionaire from the viral videos?


Otherwise, how could he have gotten his hands on this priceless jade necklace?


But…


It didn’t make sense!


She knew Ye Chen too well. How could a man like him possibly be a wealthy tycoon? The thought seemed utterly absurd.


Ye Chen could see the shock and confusion in Xiao Churan’s eyes. For a fleeting moment, he had the impulse to reveal the truth—that he was a descendant of the Yanjing Ye family, heir to an inheritance worth trillions.


But the next second, a grave realization struck him.


He didn’t fully understand the current state of the Ye family.


From what he recalled as a child, his father wasn’t the only one in his generation—there were uncles and cousins as well. These relatives would surely see him as a threat.


If he revealed his identity before he could protect himself and Xiao Churan, it might put her life in grave danger.


The internal power struggles in wealthy families could be ruthless, and he would never forgive himself if the woman he loved got caught in the crossfire.


Thinking of this, he decided to lie. “This necklace does look similar to the treasure from Cui Xuan Pavilion, but it’s actually a replica I had custom-made. It’s crafted from good-quality jade, but it’s nowhere near as valuable as the original. I only spent a few thousand yuan on it.”


He then looked at her nervously. “Churan, you won’t mind, will you?”


Xiao Churan let out a breath of relief.


Now it all made sense.


She smiled gently and said, “Silly, why would I mind? You’ve done so much for me already—I’m touched beyond words.”


Ye Chen also felt relieved and carefully helped her put on the jade necklace.


Looking into her eyes with sincerity, he said, “Churan, for the past three years, you’ve endured a lot of hardship being married to me. But from today onward, I promise you—no one will ever bully you again.”


Xiao Churan’s eyes filled with emotion. She nodded repeatedly, realizing that her husband had finally decided to stand tall and be a man.


After the wedding ceremony, Ye Chen quietly led Xiao Churan out of the Sky Garden through a private elevator.


Outside, the onlookers felt a sense of loss.


The couple had simply left?


They had appeared mysteriously, shared their love story in the most extravagant way possible, and then vanished just as suddenly?


The entire city buzzed with discussion about this unprecedentedly grand wedding.


However, no one knew who the mysterious bride and groom were.


Driving home in the modified BMW 760 disguised as a 520, Ye Chen noticed Xiao Churan was still lost in the blissful haze of happiness.


Unable to hold back her curiosity, she asked, “How did you manage to book the Sky Garden? Isn’t it never available for private events?”


Ye Chen chuckled and said, “To be honest, one of the senior executives at Shangri-La is an old friend from the orphanage. Back then, we shared our toughest days together—I’d even split a single bun with him. So this time, I asked for his help, and he generously agreed.”


Xiao Churan nodded in understanding. “I see. No wonder. But why didn’t you tell me about this friend before?”


Ye Chen replied, “I have many friends from the orphanage, enough to talk about for days. I didn’t think you’d be interested in hearing about them.”


Xiao Churan smiled warmly. “You’re my husband. Of course, I want to know everything about your past.”


Ye Chen grinned. “Alright, I’ll share more stories with you in the future.”


“Deal.”


Back at their apartment complex, Ye Chen parked the car downstairs.


Just as they stepped out of the car, they ran into Xiao Churan’s parents.


Her mother’s eyes immediately lit up at the sight of the BMW. “Churan, whose BMW is this?”


Her father chimed in, his eyes gleaming with envy. “Wow! A BMW! Churan, did you just buy this? What a big purchase!”


Xiao Churan quickly clarified, “Dad, Mom, it’s not mine. Ye Chen bought it.”


Her father frowned and asked, “Ye Chen, where did you get the money for this car? Did you use Churan’s money?”


Ye Chen hurriedly explained, “No, Dad. I bought it with my own savings.”


Xiao Churan’s mother circled the car, her tone sharp. “Hmph! Eating and living off us every day, and instead of showing gratitude, you go and buy a BMW for yourself. What an ungrateful leech!”


“Mom, don’t say that!” Xiao Churan protested.


Her father grumbled, “Hmph! A BMW 520? With Ye Chen’s status, does he even deserve a car this good? He’d be lucky to drive a 3 Series!”


Her mother added coldly, “Listen, your father still doesn’t have a car. He’s getting old—if he doesn’t enjoy life now, he might not have the chance later!”


She then ordered, “Let your father drive this car from now on. Consider it a token of your filial piety!”


Xiao Churan looked at Ye Chen, unsure. “Ye Chen, what do you think?”


Ye Chen thought to himself, It’s fine if they want the car, but this isn’t a 520—it’s a 760! Giving this to my father-in-law would be such a waste…


He quickly flattered, “Dad, this is a BMW 520, the lowest-end model in the 5 Series. If you drive this, people might laugh at you. How about this—I’ll buy you a 530 tomorrow? It’s a higher-end model, and it’ll suit you better.”


Her mother raised an eyebrow. “You still have money for a 530?”


Ye Chen replied confidently, “This car was just a down payment. I have some money left. Don’t worry, I’ll get it sorted first thing tomorrow!”