Transmigrated Into The Boss's Marriage Partner - Chapter 2

The Su family’s villa area was famously located in the remote suburbs. Standing by the main gates of the estate, Su Youqi watched the crisp morning breeze rustle the trees, completely unable to spot a single passing vehicle.

Back when the original host lived here, he always relied on the family housekeeper to arrange a ride whenever he needed to go to the university. Now that he had thoroughly alienated the entire household last night, asking for a favor was completely out of the question. Even if he lowered his pride, those people would likely just tell him to walk out on his own two legs.

Su Youqi checked the map on his phone and discovered that the nearest subway station was a solid five kilometers away.

Five kilometers! For someone who had just transmigrated into a body that was essentially a pampered young master unaccustomed to heavy physical exertion, walking that distance under the morning sun sounded like absolute torture.

Just as Su Youqi was contemplating whether he should channel some minor wind talismans to lighten his steps, a sleek, pitch-black luxury sedan glided silently down the winding suburban road and came to a smooth stop right beside him.

The tinted window rolled down slowly, revealing the sharp, handsome profile of a man sitting inside. The man wore a tailored dark suit, exuding an aura of cold sophistication and quiet authority.

“Get in,” the man said, his voice deep and magnetic.

Su Youqi blinked in surprise. He racked his brain through the original host’s memories, but this striking face did not belong to anyone the original owner knew. Why would a complete stranger pull over in the middle of nowhere and offer him a ride?

“Are you talking to me?” Su Youqi pointed at himself, suspicion flickering in his eyes.

“Unless there is someone else standing within a mile of this gate, yes, I am talking to you,” the man replied calmly, turning his head to look directly at him with dark, piercing eyes.

Su Youqi narrowed his eyes slightly, a wave of subtle spiritual awareness washing over him. Beneath the man’s polished exterior, a faint, wispy trail of grey energy hovered near his temples—a clear sign of lingering post-traumatic yin qi mixed with a suppressed spiritual backlash.

Wait a minute.

Su Youqi mentally connected the dots faster than lightning. This man’s age, the timing, and the faint residual aura of a soul fragment trauma could only mean one thing.

The person sitting right in front of him was none other than Nan Jin, the head of the Nan family, or rather, the soul fragment of the male lead tied to his upcoming ghost marriage!

As a top-tier Taoist master in his previous life, Su Youqi could immediately sense the extraordinary density of karmic ties binding them together the moment their eyes met. The universe had a funny way of working out logistics; he had been worrying about how to get to campus without a car, and here the legendary tycoon had personally pulled up to pick him up.

“Well, since you insist on offering a ride, it would be impolite of me to refuse,” Su Youqi flashed a bright smile, pulling open the passenger door and sliding comfortably into the leather seat.

As the car smoothly accelerated back onto the main road, Nan Jin kept his gaze fixed straight ahead on the asphalt. A faint frown touched the corners of his lips as he asked, “Aren’t you going to ask who I am?”

“There is no need to ask,” Su Youqi turned his head, resting his chin on his palm as he looked at the driver with an amused glint in his eye. “You are Nan Jin, and more importantly, you are my soon-to-be legal husband for this grand ghost marriage, aren’t you?”

The car swerved ever so slightly before steadying itself. Nan Jin finally turned his head, genuine surprise flashing across his normally stoic expression as he studied the young man beside him.