The Whole World Wants Me To Get Divorced chapter 2
Consultation
Rong Xiao had never encountered such a situation before. He considered himself well-acquainted with grand occasions in his lifetime, but it was the first time someone… proposed to him? And the one proposing was a young man who hadn’t even reached a fraction of his age.
Over the years, numerous men and women had thrown themselves at him like moths to a flame, but most dared not be too forward. They would tactfully cater to him, hoping to earn his favor with a single glance.
Never had someone dared to be so straightforward and fervent from the beginning.
As he assessed Wen Yan’s youthful and charming face, Rong Xiao couldn’t help but admit that the prospective ‘bride’ brought to him by the Bureau of Supernatural Affairs, though a bit too young, was better than he had anticipated. Despite being slightly immature, Wen Yan’s smile was like the sunlight outside the window, unintentionally brightening one’s mood.
Wen Yan blushed under Rong Xiao’s gaze, blinking his eyes several times, yet firmly holding onto the other’s hand. The hand of the beauty was indeed fair and smooth.
Everyone else in the room was dumbfounded by the scene, even the well-trained butler couldn’t help but twitch the corners of his mouth, gaining a new understanding of the term “love at first sight.”
However, he also noticed that his master surprisingly didn’t shake off the other’s hand, leading to a subtle judgment in his mind.
Qiao Shan and Wen Luojiang, on the other hand, were beyond their wildest dreams. Their son, who had just shown unyielding purity and chastity, seemed to have experienced a landslide in the face of attractiveness.
Qiao Shan silently covered her face with her hand, reluctant to admit that she had given birth to this heartbreaking play.
However, none of the three dared to speak. They exchanged frantic glances, not wanting to disturb the tranquility in the room.
Until they had scrutinized enough, Rong Xiao spoke indifferently, “You just said you’re willing to marry me, is that correct?”
Wen Yan thought, I do want to marry you, but are you willing?
Yet, he didn’t show a trace of it on his face. He just nodded innocently, looking at Rong Xiao with bright eyes, as if he was ready to register at the civil affairs bureau in the next second.
Rong Xiao seemed amused, “Unfortunately, I can’t marry you.”
Wen Yan’s little face immediately fell, “Why not? Didn’t you ask me to come here to discuss marriage?”
Rong Xiao withdrew his hand from Wen Yan’s and said, “Because you are not yet eighteen, and your innate spirit bone has not matured. There is no healing effect. Marrying a monster prematurely is not beneficial for both of us.”
Half of what he said was true. Before the innate spirit bone matured, devouring its owner would indeed have a healing effect.
But there was no need to scare the child by saying that.
Wen Yan, for the first time, learned that there was such a thing as the maturity of innate spirit bones.
But he quickly grasped the key point, “So, when I turn eighteen, can we get married? Can we register as soon as I turn eighteen?”
In these seventeen years, he had encountered this one true love at first sight. He absolutely couldn’t let it slip away.
Rong Xiao didn’t answer.
In fact, this so-called marriage proposal was initiated by the Bureau of Supernatural Affairs, and they were the ones pushing him into engagement with a human. The person in charge of the bureau even threatened him, suggesting that if he refused, he would have to end his own life—cruelly telling the other to leave quickly, making him wonder if any monster could be strangled to death with a white silk ribbon.
So, from the beginning, he never really intended to add a human partner to himself.
But looking at Wen Yan’s eyes, those eyes bathed in sunlight, staring at him expectantly, he found it hard to give a stern rejection.
For once, Rong Xiao fell into silence, contemplating how humans usually tactfully decline others.
Qiao Shan and Wen Luojiang, while not genuinely wanting their son to marry a monster, were still secretly anxious upon hearing Rong Xiao’s words.
Wen Yan’s innate spirit bone still needed the protection of the Bureau of Supernatural Affairs. If Rong Xiao rejected the marriage, it would mean that Wen Yan would return to a dangerous situation.
But before they could speak, the butler, who had been silently acting as a background, timely stepped forward.
He nodded to Wen Yan and his parents, then spoke clearly, “The Bureau of Supernatural Affairs suggests that Master Wen temporarily stay by our master’s side until he turns eighteen. This serves two purposes: cultivating feelings before marriage and providing protection for Master Wen, especially since his innate spirit bone lacks a protective umbrella, making him vulnerable to monsters. As for the matter of marriage, it can be seriously considered once Master Wen reaches the age of eighteen.”
Qiao Shan and Wen Luojiang’s faces instantly relaxed a lot. Wen Yan’s safety was the most important thing. As for other matters, as humans, they were too passive and had no qualification for negotiation.
Wen Yan was also pondering, wondering if this was equivalent to cohabitation before marriage. It would be a perfect opportunity to see if they were compatible.
He raised his hand and expressed, “I have no objections. I can move in tomorrow.”
However, Rong Xiao had a strong opinion on the matter.
He glanced coldly at the butler. “I don’t remember agreeing to this. When did I agree to such a thing?”
The butler remained calm and composed, reminding him, “You agreed last week after getting drunk. The Bureau of Supernatural Affairs had you sign a contract as evidence.”
While speaking, the butler pulled out a slightly yellowed paper. On it, there was the emblem of the Bureau of Supernatural Affairs, along with the bold characters of Rong Xiao, reflecting a faint light infused with his own aura.
Undeniably authentic, impossible to fake.
It seemed that the Bureau of Supernatural Affairs was determined to play matchmaker.
“If I catch that Qi Kong guy, he better be prepared.” Rong Xiao accepted the contract expressionlessly. “The Bureau of Supernatural Affairs had their special budget halved this year; let them figure it out on their own.”
The butler took note of it efficiently, as it didn’t affect his own salary, so he wasn’t concerned.
After contemplating for a few seconds, Rong Xiao finally looked up and said to Wen Yan, “You can move in as a temporary tenant. I will ensure your safety until you come of age. As for other matters, we can discuss them when you turn eighteen.”
Wen Yan’s face lit up instantly. “I’ll be eighteen in half a year.”
He made a “six” gesture towards Rong Xiao, only drank half of the tea in front of him, and there was a small red string on his hand adorned with a golden prayer bead that swayed as he moved.
Quite adorable.
Rong Xiao, with one hand supporting his chin, showed no emotion on his face, but in his heart, he thought, is this human not afraid of him at all, or is it because his notorious reputation in the human world isn’t well-known?