Ye Tong, the Empress

"Hurry up, get up, get up!"

Ye Tong didn't know what was going on. Flustered, she grabbed Jiang Huihui's arm and pulled her up from the floor.

Xu Mu couldn't help but laugh. So this was the secret weapon Jiang Huihui had mentioned.

If it were a normal matter, someone with Ye Tong's personality might have actually agreed.

But this situation was unusual, and Xu Mu didn't know what Ye Tong was thinking.

"What exactly happened?"

Ye Tong held Jiang Huihui's hand, and they both sat down on the sofa.

"Sis, I need Xu Mu's help. This matter concerns my lifelong happiness."

Jiang Huihui linked her arm with Ye Tong's.

"Just say what it is. If I can help, I definitely will."

Ye Tong smiled as she looked at Jiang Huihui.

"My grandfather is holding a martial arts competition to choose a husband for me. I don't want to get married, so I want Xu Mu to participate in the competition."

Jiang Huihui looked at Ye Tong, putting on a pitiful expression.

"What? A martial arts matchmaking? What era is this? Couldn't you find a more believable excuse?"

Hearing this, Ye Yu couldn't help but pout and speak up.

"It's true. Jiang Huihui comes from... a reclusive clan. Many traditions among ancient martial arts practitioners are quite similar to ancient times."

Xu Mu had been thinking about how to describe the Jiang family and finally settled on 'reclusive clan' as a substitute.

That way, everyone could understand.

"A reclusive clan?"

Ye Tong asked in surprise.

"That's right. Xu Mu and I are good friends, so I wanted him to help me participate..."

"Great! I agree! Since you're from a reclusive clan, you probably don't mind the existence of a wife like me, right?"

Ye Tong tightly grasped Jiang Huihui's hand.

She suddenly realized she had been on the wrong path from the start.

Why bother trying to make Feng Yue and Meng Wanyue accept the customs of reclusive clans?

Wouldn't it be simpler to just find women from reclusive clans directly?

"Huh?"

Jiang Huihui was a bit dumbfounded. What was going on?

She hadn't even mentioned the part about a fake marriage yet.

"So, you mind?"

The excitement on Ye Tong's face gradually faded, returning to calm.

"I don't mind! Of course I don't mind!"

Jiang Huihui immediately said.

How could she possibly mind?

She was counting on Xu Mu to save her. If she minded, how could Xu Mu possibly help her?

"That's good, little sister. Of course I agree to let my husband participate!"

Ye Tong smiled again. She hadn't expected it to be this easy. It seemed she should interact more with women from reclusive clans in the future.

"Sis! What nonsense are you talking about?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Yu jumped off the sofa, came up to Ye Tong, and questioned her.

"Adult matters. Don't interfere, child."

Ye Tong glanced faintly at Ye Yu.

"I'm not a child! I've already graduated high school, I'm an adult. Go back twenty years, plenty of people my age were already having children and being mothers."

Ye Yu puffed out her cheeks, full of displeasure.

"Don't worry!"

Jiang Huihui said to Ye Yu, "Xu Mu and I would have a fake marriage."

"What?"

Ye Tong and Ye Yu were both stunned at the same time, their expressions then swapping.

The previously excited Ye Tong became calm again, while the dissatisfied Ye Yu looked somewhat pleasantly surprised.

"What do you mean?"

Ye Tong asked, puzzled.

"My goal is to avoid marrying someone else. If Xu Mu wins the competition, then I'll be considered spoken for, and others will give up their ideas."

Jiang Huihui said with a smile, "Don't worry, I absolutely won't lay a finger on Xu Mu. When the time is right, I'll call off the engagement."

"Great, great."

Ye Yu nodded repeatedly. "That works. After all, you're friends. Brother-in-law, I approve."

"What good does your approval do?"

Xu Mu, who had been sitting on the sofa, spoke up, "It's your sister's approval that matters."

"Didn't my sister already agree just now?"

Ye Yu jumped over to Xu Mu's side again, playfully hitting his arm with her small fist.

"I did not agree!"

Ye Tong crossed her arms, her expression calm as she spoke.

Hearing this, Jiang Huihui's face was full of confusion. She had clearly agreed just a moment ago, why was she going back on it now?

Xu Mu, meanwhile, observed Ye Tong. Why did this woman suddenly have the aura of the principal wife?

"Sister, why is that? Didn't you just agree?"

Jiang Huihui hugged Ye Tong's arm again.

"Little sister, the Xu family also has its dignity to consider. Let me ask you, my husband works hard to participate in the competition, perhaps even faces danger, finally succeeds, and then in the end you run off. What will people think of my husband?"

Ye Tong glanced at Jiang Huihui. "Who knows, some might even say my husband isn't up to the task."

Hearing this, Xu Mu's expression turned serious. What Ye Tong said made so much sense he was left speechless.

Jiang Huihui was also a bit stunned. She asked somewhat awkwardly, "Then what does sister mean?"

"A real marriage!"

Ye Tong said. "Since you're asking for help, then help all the way. If you don't want to marry my husband, then don't ask him for help."

As soon as her words fell, three faces in the room were dumbfounded.

Ye Yu didn't even know what to say. Was her own sister really this generous?

Then why not take a look at your own dear sister? Your sister is very willing!

Xu Mu also found it hard to believe. He wasn't sure if Ye Tong was being sarcastic.

If it wasn't sarcasm, then this was a truly selfless wife.

Jiang Huihui thought she had misheard.

Marry my husband?

Such an uncommon phrase. It took her a long moment to process it.

"No, sister, you..."

Jiang Huihui was at a loss. She secretly glanced at Xu Mu, a look of pleading in her eyes.

"Ahem! Honey, stop joking."

Xu Mu said to Ye Tong. "Look, you've scared her."

"I'm not joking!" Ye Tong looked at Xu Mu with a serious expression.

"Honey, you've scared me too. What you said... it's not really true, is it?"

Xu Mu asked uncertainly.

"You asked for my opinion, and this is what I mean. Of course, husband, you don't have to listen to me."

Ye Tong truly couldn't hold back any longer.

Xu Mu seemed to be getting more and more vigorous lately. She really did need someone to share the... attention.

"Alright, I'll consider this matter."

Jiang Huihui nodded emphatically. Matters for the future could be dealt with later.

The primary goal now was the martial arts matchmaking. She really didn't want to marry anyone else.

Ye Tong gave a slight nod.

...

Xu Mu and Jiang Huihui left the villa together. He drove the car, heading back to Yang City.

Along the way, Jiang Huihui was utterly perplexed. Why would Ye Tong think that way?

Were there really women willing to actively share their man?

"I don't get it! I just don't get it!"

Jiang Huihui shook her head, took a piece of gum from her pocket, and popped it into her mouth.

"Don't worry, I'll ask her about it again when I get home."

Xu Mu said with a smile, looking at Jiang Huihui.

"Okay."

Jiang Huihui nodded. That seemed to be the only option for now.

Arriving in Yang City, Xu Mu dropped Jiang Huihui off at his branch company.

Jiang Huihui then rode off on her electric scooter.

Xu Mu had his own matters to attend to as well, like the cultivation technique in his mind. He needed to settle down and study it.

Returning home to Jiang City.

Xu Mu was preparing to head home but spotted a familiar person on the way.

Xiao Ran.

The Dragon King's right-hand woman.

She was wearing a trench coat, with short hair that covered one eye.

This short-haired beauty look placed high demands on one's features.

Xiao Ran also noticed Xu Mu's car and waved with a smile.

Xu Mu hesitated for a moment, then pulled the car over to the side of the road. This was a good opportunity to sound out the Dragon King's thoughts.