100m Yuan Wife: Buy One Get One

Since Cheng Anya could not overrule Third Young Master Ye, the marriage was hence settled as such. An Ning International's newspapers started to hit the market, and the news was confirmed. Whilst the international media still had its doubts as Third Young Master Ye was clearly inebriated and could have been spouting gibberish, with the report from An Ning International closely following up and taking up an entire page, the composite picture of the wedding gown and the in-house report was akin to Third Young Master Ye's admission of the wedding.

The photograph last night was sneakily taken, but this was a formal report. The details of the wedding were not finalized, but Third Young Master Ye remarked that there would be a grand wedding within the year.

As the newspapers sold like hotcakes, Third Young Master Ye had a brainwave and launched a dedicated magazine that was focused on his and Miss Cheng's eight-year romantic journey. It contained photos of their lives, happenings in the past few years, photographs of them at the beach, as well as their wedding photos. It was very well-made and as cheesy and as romantic as it could be. The part where the father and son acknowledged each other was nothing short of tear-jerking.

This was the most modern and faithful iteration of the happy ending between Cinderella and her Prince Charming. It was heartwarming, humorous, and full of highs and lows that never failed to stir the hearts of those who read it, leaving them with no choice but to bless these lovers.

Sales of the magazine topped the charts for almost half a year, and first-day sales even exceeded the first-day sales record that GK International Media had set. It became the most popular magazine, and An Ning International's sales, which had long exceeded targets, for this half of the year were accomplished by this very magazine. Third Young Master Ye was making money extremely easily.

Klose could not help but laughingly scold Third Young Master Ye. He said, "This damn mind of yours sure spins quickly. To think that you are even able to make a vicious profit out of your own wedding! You are one nefarious merchant. I regret the help that I provided you before."

"With An Ning only being stabilized recently, don't I need to pay for my wedding too?" Third Young Master Ye tucked his lips in seeming laughter. With first-say sales of the magazine ten times that of the most popular-selling magazine, Third Young Master Ye was extremely pleased with the outcome.

He did not expect himself to have the Midas touch.

Klose kept on shaking his head and called him a nefarious merchant. He said, "As I always said, if you want to get married, just get married, period. Why the hell the whole world ought to know about it? I am extremely amazed that our dear Anya even agreed to it. She is not one who is easy to convince after all."

"The expert has his ways," Third Young Master Ye said with a hint of mystery.

"This character of yours…" Klose laughed alluringly.

"There will be no wedding invitations. I'll inform you when I have confirmed the wedding date, so please be a bit more self-aware." Third Young Master Ye tapped the table and laughed extremely happily. While one would not understand what Third Young Master Ye meant at first, it was definitely not the case for Klose.

He was clearly implying to Klose that the bigger the red packet the better.

"Ahh, are you trying to knock people off?! What's the big deal with a wedding? It's just a matter of getting married and you will have to return the favor eventually anyway." Klose was sad and angry. He regretted his poor judgment years back and the bad company he made.

"For all you know, nobody may want to marry you," Third Young Master Ye coolly replied. He was pleased when he saw Klose both sad and angry. "Oh, yes, could you help me promote the magazine for future overseas sales?"

"You can't be that greedy! Are you short on cash?" Klose asked, looking at Third Young Master Ye with an unbelievable look.

Third Young Master Ye laughed and said, "Yes, I am!"

"That's mean of you."

Both of them discussed details of the collaboration before Third Young Master Ye ended the video conference with Klose. As he crossed his legs and smiled in satisfaction, he felt a dilemma. What would be considered a wholly different wedding proposal?

He really regretted making that statement earlier and shooting himself in the feet as a result of it. Given how Miss Cheng was extremely demanding when it came to theatrics, he had to really crack his head on how a 'wholly different' proposal would be like.

With the entire town in know about his happening wedding, along with the insanely good sales of the magazines, Third Young Master Ye and Miss Cheng received even more limelight than international stars. She had to be thankful that she always went out with Third Young Master Ye.

If it weren't for him escorting her that made the limelight much more bearable, she would have been irritated to death.

Once Daddy Cheng knew that Cheng Anya was going to get married, he called as soon as possible to confirm the news. While Cheng Anya planned to discuss the wedding with Daddy Cheng after the wedding date was set.

Even the young kid, who was far away in Rome, called back, asking about their wedding. Cheng Anya missed the young kid's voice and said, "Darling child, would you be back for Mommy's wedding?"

"That is a given." The young kid gently smiled. "I was thinking of being the flower boy for the wedding."

"That's good." Cheng Anya was satisfied because she could get her son to return just that once for her wedding. His return was worth it. She had been panicking from missing him for ten days. As his training would isolate him from the world, they would not be communicating or talking for a long time.

"Mommy, Daddy and you are sure pretty high profile about it. The news is spreading like wildfire over here." Ning Ning smiled. "Daddy's way of earning a quick buck through his personal affairs is definitely a masterstroke."

"That's his idea." Cheng Anya smiled. She then asked, "Haven't we found Louis yet?"

Ning Ning paused and coldly smiled. He said, "We've found him, but he escaped. He sure has many backup plans wherever he goes. With the Mafia now in Mo Ye and Mo Jue's hands, Louis only has a few die-hard bodyguards with him and is not to be feared. I have spread my net far and wide, and he won't be able to escape for long. Louis is like a scorned rat who nobody would want to cover. Having that few more days to enjoy wouldn't be too bad."

Terminating him this early would not be meaningful because he wanted Louis to enjoy his final days on the run. He, who was once a proud son and the godfather of the Mafia who called the shots, fell from favor and became a fugitive. The feeling must have been pretty awesome, and he wanted Louis to enjoy this feeling.

"One's twistedness can be inherited." Cheng Anya smiled. He sure inherited all of Third Young Master Ye's evil preferences and had a penchant for the cries of people before they died.

"Mommy, don't worry about me. Auntie and I will only leave after you have settled your wedding." The young kid smiled. "With everything at peace for now, there is nothing about the Mafia—now in Mo Ye and Mo Jue's hands—for us to worry about. Mo Ye has spoken to Chu Li and a truce has been reached. As substantial losses have been incurred, the brothers aren't able to act for now. Louis is on my radar, so absolutely nothing will happen. With Louis' searing hatred for Mo Ye and Mo Jue, chances are he might just be waiting for that opportunity to kill them and reclaim what was his in Colombia."

"I understand. Be careful. Oh, yes, do call your grandfather. I'm sure you know what to say." Cheng Anya reminded him.

"Got it. I know what to do."

The mother and son then chatted about some other topics before Cheng Anya reluctantly ended the call. When she looked up, she saw the magazine on the table. Cheng Anya's eyes twitched. That damn magazine was really everywhere.

Since it was the weekend, Third Young Master Ye went fishing with Fourth Young Master Tang and First Young Master Lin. They had been extremely busy since their return and had never relaxed and wound down. She was not a fan of fishing. Add the fact that she would be the only rose amongst the thorns, she going along would be awkward. Moreover, as the three young masters had nothing to hide after their relationship was in the open, they would gather in their free time to discuss affairs about the Dragon Gate that she was too lazy or could not be bothered to understand.

It was Li Yun who asked her out for shopping, and she immediately agreed.

She did not expect to encounter Yang Yun and Yang Zekun waiting for her outside as she ended the call and was about to leave the house. Black Eagle said, "They have been here for half an hour since Third Young Master left…"

Cheng Anya nodded and walked over. "Senior and Old Master Yang, it's been a while."

She politely greeted them. More than a month had passed. Cheng Anya learned of what Third Young Master Ye had encountered and developed an extremely deep-seated hatred for Yang Yun and Ye Zhenhua. She did not say anything since Yang Zekun was present.

Yang Yun looked at her and asked, "Is it so difficult for you to call me your maternal grandfather?"

Maternal grandfather?

Cheng Anya was slightly stunned and suddenly recalled that the issue had not concluded. She took a glance at Yang Zekun, who had clearly lost weight after not seeing him for a month. It was as though he wanted to say something to her but could not bring himself to say it. His gaze was dark.

She felt a slight sadness in her heart as she looked at Yang Yun. She said, "I am sorry, but I do not know you well."

"Anya, I know that I did not fulfill my responsibility to take care of you and your mother, and there is nothing wrong with you bearing a grudge against me. That said, you cannot ignore morals and you really ought not to marry Ye Chen." Yang Yun played the kinship card and tried to earnestly convince her.

Cheng Anya coldly laughed. While she, out of concern for Yang Zekun, initially did not want to speak, decided that she ought to speak since Yang Yun spoke. She said, "Dear Mister Yang Yun, your initial investigations were not detailed enough. I had a maternal grandfather, but it was not you. When my maternal grandmother landed in the water, she lost the child she was carrying. She then married my maternal grandfather, and my mother is the product of their love. If you were that bit more detailed in your investigation, you ought to have realized that my mother's date of birth did not match up. Who would be pregnant for over two years before giving birth? My maternal grandfather and maternal grandmother were in love, and you fought tooth and nail with Ye Zhenhua for your whole life only to gain nothing from it. While you thought you had won her heart for life, she actually never belonged to you once she landed in the water. My maternal grandmother fell in love with my maternal grandfather, whose character was nowhere near yours. He was the one who was worthy of her love. Yang Yun, listen up. I, Cheng Anya, am not related to you. If you want to brag, you are at best my maternal grandmother's ex—no, you are not even worthy to be considered an ex-boyfriend. You are nothing, and you gained not the slightest thing. You thought you had won her heart for life, but your whole life is an utter joke."

Yang Yun's eyes opened wide in shock. Yang Zekun also did not expect this outcome. Yang Yun staggered back a few steps, and if it weren't for Yang Zekun, he would have already fallen.

As an immense pain came over his haggard face, his body could not help but tremble.

Cheng Anya coldly laughed. 'So you now know what pain is too?' If it weren't for him, Third Young Master Ye's life would not have unfolded this very way. He and Ye Zhenhua were the masterminds behind his suffering, and she did not need to show mercy toward him.

She learned that she was, in terms of viciousness, not worse than Ye Wei.

Just like how Lin Xiaoyue loved him her whole life, he also loved her his whole life. He even wanted her to be his wife, and even his lovers who bore him children were nowhere near his heart.

After a lifetime, he learned, to his shock, that the perfect love he imagined was a bubble that had burst decades ago. Lin Xiaoyue did not love him anymore, and perhaps she did not even remember him when she was at her deathbed.

He had, indeed, as Cheng Anya described, lived a life that was merely a joke.

What had he fought with Ye Zhenhua all these years for? What was he striving for all this while? All the indignation and hatred throughout the years surged up Yang Yun's heart, overwhelming him.

He wanted to scream out loud, "Why??!!"

"It's impossible… Impossible…" Yang Yun went berserk with a terrifying look. He could not believe a single word. He could not believe how the person he loved had abandoned him a long time ago.

He simply could not believe anything.

"Grandfather, grandfather, are you okay?" Yang Zekun panicked as Yang Yun screamed in madness and suddenly coughed out blood before collapsing into Yang Zekun's embrace. Yang Zekun, in shock, called him 'grandfather' several times to no avail.

Even Cheng Anya was in shock…

Could he be angered to death? Yang Zekun looked at her as if blaming her. Before he could say anything, he carried Yang Yun into the car and rushed him to the hospital. Cheng Anya was feeling mixed emotions, and she felt her heart sink.

"Black Eagle, could I have angered him to death?"

Black Eagle laughed and said, "Madam, how could one be so easily angered to death? Chances are he is gravely hurt by it."

"He'd better not be angered to death," Cheng Anya murmured to herself. Black Eagle laughed and said, "Is Madam afraid that Young Master Yang would avenge him?"

"That is not the case. Zhang Bo died because of me, and as much as I hate Yang Yun and Ye Zhenhua, I did not want them to die because of me. That was why I wanted to relieve his hatred. They should live to witness how Ah Chen can have a happy and fruitful life so that they can regret how they ill-treated him in the past," Cheng Anya slowly replied. "Oh, yes, is Ye Zhenhua still hospitalized?"

"That is correct."

"That means my maternal grandfather will be in the hospital as well. Yang Yun, given how narrow-minded he is, will most likely investigate what happened then in great detail and viciously end my maternal grandfather's life. Please make the necessary arrangements so that he cannot learn anything." With so many people called Chen De, who could imagine that Old Master Ye's butler would be Lin Xiaoyue's husband?

"Madam, please relax. I know what needs to be done," Black Eagle calmly replied. She had a feeling in her heart that she and Yang Zekun could never be friends anymore.

It was really a pity that somebody like Yang Yun had such a good grandson like senior. Even heaven was incomprehensible.

"He'd better not die of anger because I want him to witness Ah Chen and my wedding."

"Madam, you are quite a vicious person." Vicious, in this instance, was absolutely derogative.

Cheng Anya gently smiled and said, "Vicious women are much closer-to-life than Virgin Mary."