Flash Marriage: The Billionaire's Hidden Identity

Fanhua County. A certain coffee shop.

Jiang Lin sat down and scrutinized the man in the wheelchair across from her, slightly stunned.

An exceptionally handsome face, exuding an air of arrogance.

But why the wheelchair?

Jiang Lin's gaze fell on the man's wheelchair, "Grandma Wang only mentioned that her grandson was exceptionally handsome..."

The man smiled slightly, seemingly accustomed to such reactions, "It's not too late to regret it now."

"The Civil Affairs Bureau is just next door." Jiang Lin waved her hand to show she didn't mind and skillfully pulled out her household registration book, getting straight to the point, "Shall we go get our marriage certificate?"

This was Jiang Lin's 101st blind date in nearly a year.

To avoid her mother's daily various schemes to force her into marriage, Jiang Lin would propose getting a marriage certificate right away to any blind date that seemed promising, which had led all her previous blind dates to end in failure.

Of course, this 101st blind date was also caught off guard.

He was momentarily stunned, then pushed an iced Americano towards her, "Take a sip, calm down."

"Thank you, I am quite calm." Jiang Lin said with a light smile, pushing away the iced Americano, "Formal introductions, my name is Jiang Lin, I am a doctor at Pingfan Clinic in Fanhua County, Fanhua City. Grandma Wang told me you are introverted, prefer to live alone, dislike socializing, which is why you work part-time at Dingtian Investment Group."

Jiang Lin remembered that Grandma Wang had mentioned her grandson occasionally visited Dingtian Investment Group. If she wasn't mistaken, he must be a part-time employee there.

"That's perfect, I'm usually busy with work and seldom go home. After marriage, we can live independently, no need for a wedding ceremony or dowry. If you're ok with it, we can even split expenses after the marriage."

The man tapped his fingers on the table, as if pondering.

Having been pushed into countless blind dates by his grandmother, this was the first time he encountered a woman so eager to marry, which he found rather intriguing, "Aren't you worried I might be a fraud?"

"Grandma Wang is a very kind-hearted lady I met at the welfare home, I trust her grandson can't be bad either."

Fu Sitian asked, "You don't mind my disability in both legs?"

"As an orthopedic surgeon, I can even provide daily care guidance." Jiang Lin smiled gently, but internally she calculated that marrying him would not only stop her mother's marriage nagging but also spare her from childbearing responsibilities.

A win-win situation.

With this thought, Jiang Lin fluttered her big sincere eyes, "Um, Fu..."

What did Grandma Wang say his name was?

"Fu Sitian."

"Fu... Sitian." The sincerity in her bright eyes almost overflowed, "We have an hour before the Civil Affairs Bureau closes..."

Fu Sitian's hand in his pocket toyed with the household registration book forcibly given by his grandmother, recalling the harsh words she had laid down for him.

"Sitian, Jiang Lin is a very capable orthopedic surgeon, and I see her as the perfect granddaughter-in-law. If you don't get that certificate today, I'll die just to show you!"

Remembering this, Fu Sitian considered it for a moment and then smiled, "If you don't regret it, let's go."

...

Half an hour later.

Jiang Lin and Fu Sitian each had a marriage certificate, exchanging WeChat contacts.

As the other person agreed, Fu Sitian put away his phone, about to speak, only to be met with a solemn little face.

Under his gaze, Jiang Lin put on her helmet, climbed onto her pink motorcycle, "Mr. Fu, sorry, but I have a patient in half an hour, I must go. Let's chat next time."

Fu Sitian: "..."

Was this woman just squeezing a marriage certificate into her busy work schedule?

Get the certificate then head back to your separate homes, to your separate lives?

"Mr. Fu, you look pale, are you alright?" Seeing Fu Sitian's distressed look, Jiang Lin's medical instincts kicked in.

Seeing Jiang Lin was about to really leave, Fu Sitian reminded, "You're just going to leave like this?"

Jiang Lin paused, thought for a moment, removed her helmet and gloves, and took Fu Sitian's hand, "Mr. Fu, for the rest of our lives, please give me your guidance."

In her view, as long as he didn't breach her bottom line like those cheating, abusive men, she had no plans for divorce.

"Please take good care..."

Before he could finish, Jiang Lin had already pulled her hand back, "I'm running late, we'll talk after I'm done." She gave him a professional smile, then revved her motorcycle, roaring off into the distance.

Just as the chauffeur-driven car arrived, accompanying Fu Sitian who had just breathed in a mouthful of motorcycle exhaust.

"Mr. Fu..." The assistant handed the phone to Fu Sitian, "It's the Old Lady's call."

As soon as Fu Sitian put the phone to his ear, the excited Mrs. Wang on the other end couldn't contain her excitement, "Sitian, did you bring Jiang Lin home?"

"Mhm."

They were married, yet it felt like they weren't...

"Wonderful!"

From next door, Mrs. Wang's cheers could be heard, "Quick, throw these oxygen machines away, I'm fine, I was faking illness, shh, don't let Sitian know..."

Fu Sitian's lips twitched, and he hung up.

"Arrange a trip to Europe for the Old Lady, take the household staff with her, let her relax and recuperate," he instructed the assistant.

His grandmother was usually cautious, and it was utterly bizarre how she had suddenly forced him to marry Jiang Lin.

He needed some time to fully explore the details about Jiang Lin. And during this time, his grandmother couldn't be around to interfere.

"Yes!" The assistant replied, then placed the tablet on Fu Sitian's lap, "Mr. Fu, we've located your wife's clinic. Shall we arrange to bring her back to the Fu Family?"

The man looked at the dissipating motorcycle exhaust before him and chuckled softly, "Not necessary for now, prepare me an apartment with two bedrooms and a living room near her clinic."

Conquering his impetuous grandmother and immediately asking for a marriage certificate at their first meeting, this Jiang Lin was either genuinely interesting or very shrewd.

Which one was it, really?