After The Forced Marriage, I Ended Up With The Top Celebrity - Chapter 1

The scent of flowers filled the air, and the sound of church bells echoed melodiously.

Qiao Jinyan stood at the front of the chapel. Her beautiful face was half covered by a smoky veil, revealing a shy and hesitant expression.

Today was her wedding day.

She wore a backless wedding dress with lace trim delicately covering her back.

Due to her long term training, her back was toned and defined, with delicate butterfly bones slightly protruding like a pair of wings.

A beauty like a goddess.

The priest, shaking his wide sleeves, walked up to the altar and looked kindly at the two soon-to-be newlyweds, both harboring their own secrets.

“Do either of the couple here have any objections to this wedding?”

Qiao Jinyan smiled faintly and shook her head, though a flash of impatience flickered in her eyes.

The groom, Wang Xu, also shook his head, but his smile held something mysterious.

Dozens of red recording lights blinked from cameras, capturing this odd yet sacred moment.

The priest then turned to the guests with a benevolent gaze.

“Does anyone present here object to this marriage? If so, please speak now.”

The chapel fell into silence.

Sunlight streamed through the rose-glass windows, casting colorful reflections onto everyone inside.

Warm and peaceful.

Perfect. The wedding was proceeding smoothly.

The priest turned to Qiao Jinyan once more. “Miss Qiao Jinyan, do you take”

“I object to this wedding!”

With a loud bang, the chapel doors were thrown open. A beam of bright light followed the intruder inside.

Luo Nianshu’s shadow stretched long and strange across the red carpet under the sun, making her look utterly out of place.

Panting heavily, Luo Nianshu pushed through the crowd.

Sweat-dampened hair clung to her face, but she didn’t stop to catch her breath. Stubbornly, she raised a hand in protest.

The audience instantly erupted in gasps and murmurs, buzzing like mosquitoes.

Caught off guard, Qiao Jinyan turned around. Her bridal bouquet slipped from her hand in shock, the petals instantly crushed and ruined on the floor.

What the hell was going on?

She had never heard that Wang Xu had an ex-girlfriend!

Scandalous!

The gathered reporters inwardly rejoiced and quickly turned their cameras toward Luo Nianshu. The flashes lit up like a storm.

Luo Nianshu raised her hand to shield her eyes from the blinding light.

When she lowered it, her eyes were already filled with tears.

“Wang Xu, I was wrong,” she pleaded, voice trembling. “I know our love is real. Please, give me another chance?”

Tears streamed as she reached out toward Wang Xu with heartbroken desperation.

“Please don’t go through with this wedding. Come with me, Wang Xu. Let’s chase our happiness together.”

“Who are you?”

Face pale, Qiao Jinyan stepped between them, demanding an answer.

“I… I’ll go with you!”

Wang Xu’s voice came from behind.

“What?”

One blow hadn’t even settled when another hit like thunder.

Qiao Jinyan swayed, unable to take the shock.

Brilliant!

The reporters were practically squealing with excitement, quickly shifting their focus back to Qiao Jinyan, snapping photos non stop.

“Run!”

In a flash, Luo Nianshu grabbed Wang Xu’s hand.

Qiao Jinyan’s eyes turned cold as she moved to block them, but Luo Nianshu dodged nimbly.

Wang Xu pushed through the crowd with her. The two of them bolted out of the chapel.

Within seconds, they had turned into two distant dots on the live broadcast cameras.

Chaos erupted inside the church, and the chatter pierced Qiao Jinyan’s ears like a thousand needles.

Reporters again adjusted their cameras all now pointed at Qiao Jinyan.

Everyone was watching, waiting for her reaction.

What would the nation’s sweetheart, now suddenly jilted at the altar, do?

Qiao Jinyan’s face turned paper white. Her lipstick, usually soft and elegant, now looked garishly red.

“Miss Qiao, what’s your response to being left at the altar just now?”

A flash of fury flickered through Qiao Jinyan’s eyes. She trembled as she bit her lip.

“I…”

I what?

“I…”

Her lips opened and closed again.

Come on, say it!

“I… ah…”

Qiao Jinyan let out a faint cry and collapsed into her manager’s arms.

In the dressing room, manager Molly dragged Qiao Jinyan’s limp body inside.

She looked around carefully and shut the door before sighing in relief.

“Alright, the reporters are gone. You can stop acting now.”

At those words, Qiao Jinyan opened her eyes and slowly sat up, her expression unreadable.

Sitting at the vanity, the silver-white light above her froze her features in cold clarity.

After a daze, she wiped off her makeup with furious, angry swipes.

She was the hottest top actress in the entertainment industry film offers flooding in, with over 100 million fans. She was confident no one would dare cross her.

Yet just now, in front of a live audience at her highly anticipated wedding, she had been publicly jilted.

The internet was already ablaze with the news. She had gone from a sweet, beloved national goddess to a national laughingstock.

Qiao Jinyan slammed the makeup remover pad onto the table.

“Molly, I want every detail on that woman who crashed my wedding. I want to know who dared to ruin my day.”

“Got it. I’ll call the private investigator right now.”

As Molly dialed, she paused. “Do you want me to find Wang Xu too?”

She asked seriously.

Qiao Jinyan leaned back on the dressing table, arrogantly raising her chin.

“What for? That kind of trash I never want to see him again.”

In a small one-bedroom apartment, Luo Nianshu stepped over a bohemian-style carpet, threw her suit jacket onto the table, untied her hair, and flopped back-first onto a leather couch.

Staring up at the lily shaped crystal light above, she thought again of the pure white figure from earlier.

Qiao Jinyan.

Luo Nianshu let out a low laugh.

She had actually met the legendary superstar.

Her phone dinged a message had arrived.

She lazily opened it: a transfer confirmation of 3 million yuan from Wang Xu.

[Wang Xu]: Pleasure doing business.

Luo Nianshu smirked and closed the message. She ordered a plate of Xinjiang-style spicy chicken and casually tossed her phone like a dart.

The phone hit the wall with a cracking noise.

Tsk, this phone’s a bit old time to get a new one.

Luo Nianshu buried her head in a pillow like a cat and squirmed a bit.

Qiao Jinyan.

Even more beautiful than on TV.

She lifted the pillow, her face flushed from the heat.

Her profession? Helping people escape weddings. The clients who hired her always had their reasons, so after each successful job, instead of getting blamed, she was often secretly thanked.

Though she needed money, she never took on immoral gigs.

Those who contacted her were always couples mutually agreeing to call off the wedding.

Before today’s mission, Wang Xu had clearly said the wedding was just a publicity stunt. They wanted it to look like a scandal for more buzz.

Speaking of buzz…

She picked up her phone, surprisingly still functional.

Opening Weibo, the top trending topic was exactly what she expected:

#Top Star’s Wedding Crashed (Explosive)

The video of Qiao Jinyan’s wedding disaster had already been shared over ten million times.

Comments flooded in:

— “55555 my goddess, this is too cruel! That scumbag deserves to rot!”

— “Blessings to the groom and his mistress. Trash deserves trash.”

— “Don’t be fooled, this has PR stunt written all over it.”

— “Qiao Jinyan’s acting is trash. Always cringey karma finally hit.”

— “Please stop discussing it, she’s already so sad! Taking my goddess away, no interviews!”

— “How can someone as stunning as her be dumped? Is the other woman even more beautiful?!”

— “Blurred faces? Show us the wedding crasher! I wanna see what she looks like.”

— “Weddings are sacred how humiliating for her! Poor Qiao Jinyan…”

— “Wang Xu’s new album just dropped. I liked it, but after this… unfollowed. Trash.”

— “Maybe the third wheel and Wang Xu are really in love? Better than a fake marriage.”

— “Live-streamed wedding crash? Iconic. My adrenaline’s still up! Is Qiao Jinyan okay now?

Looks like the show worked.

Luo Nianshu’s finger slipped, opening another trending video.

It was a follow-up interview with Qiao Jinyan.

She had already changed back into her usual makeup. Her eyes were swollen and tired.

Reporter: “Jinyan, how are you feeling emotionally now?”

Qiao Jinyan choked up: “I’m in a really bad mental state. I feel depressed. My therapist says I need rest.”

Reporter: “What’s your view on the wedding incident?”

At this, Qiao Jinyan suddenly went silent. The air felt heavy.

Just as Luo Nianshu thought she would skip the question, Qiao Jinyan sneered coldly and looked arrogantly into the camera:

“That woman who ruined my wedding she better pray I never find her. Otherwise…”

She left the threat hanging in the air.

Luo Nianshu shivered. A sudden chill ran through her.

She patted her chest to calm herself.

Relax. Qiao Jinyan was just acting.
It was a planned deal there’s no way she’d go back on it.

She exhaled and stood up, packing clothes into her suitcase.

Wang Xu had already bought her a ticket to country C. She’d be flying out tomorrow morning.

Even if fans wanted revenge, they wouldn’t find her.

She was totally safe.

Or so she believed.

“Ding-dong”

The doorbell rang.

Luo Nianshu raised a brow. Food delivery already?

She shoved the last of her clothes into the suitcase and padded barefoot to the door.

“Wow, that was fast”

She froze mid sentence.

It wasn’t the delivery guy.

Standing outside was Qiao Jinyan, her icy, elegant eyes meeting Luo Nianshu’s stunned ones.

Without waiting, Qiao Jinyan shoved past into the apartment.

Seeing the half packed suitcase, she sneered.

“Miss Luo, where do you think you’re running off to?”