"No problem! Everything is prepared, but we put them all at the back in case Mr. Qing was worried about them."

Nie Chenyuan nodded with a serious expression. He touched the square box in his pocket and breathed a sigh of relief to ease his tension.

He was completely relieved after confirming that the arrangements were correct before he went to find Qingyun.

However, Nie Chenyuan's eyes immediately sharpened when he saw the person next to Qingyun. Was this woman his nemesis? She was there the day he confessed his love, and now that he was proposing, she still showed up to ruin things!

Qingyun looked at the man crying his eyes out in front of her, a mixture of amusement and exasperation. This man was Wang Shu, her father Qing Haolin's junior brother. The two had both studied under a deceased martial artist who had reached the peak of the Acquired Realm, and had a very close relationship since childhood. When Qing Haolin was in trouble, Wang Shu was the only one who supported him.

However, the Wang family had long since sided with the Ancient Martial Arts Association and sided with Lin Yuhao's faction. Therefore, the family suppressed Wang Shu in various ways, and later almost placed him under house arrest. Wang Shu's several proposals to adopt Qingyun were rejected.

"Good...good boy! Haolin will be proud of you." Qingyun patted his shoulder to comfort him. Wang Shu was Qingyun's only true elder.

Beside her, Wang Miaoyun's father led Wang Miaoyun to stand next to Qingyun. Seeing Qingyun's expression soften, he immediately pushed Wang Miaoyun over: "Qingyun, you and Miaomiao haven't seen each other for a long time, have you? Why don't you two, the engaged couple, have a good chat?"

Now that the engagement had been brought up, Wang Shu was furious at his brother's expression, his face turning red with anger. He was about to yell at him in front of the younger generation, but Qingyun calmed him down.

Qingyun looked at Wang Miaoyun with a faint expression. Even with her exquisite makeup, she couldn't hide the haggard look on her face. It seemed that Lin Yuhao's matter had truly dealt her a heavy blow.

Even so, she smiled when she met Shang Qingyun's gaze, clearly accepting the family's arrangement.

Even from ten meters away, Qingyun could smell Nie Chenyuan's jealousy behind her. She smiled, her gaze sweeping over Wang Miaoyun's lower abdomen. She took a sip of champagne and said to Wang Miaoyun's father, "Judging from her complexion, your daughter is more than two months pregnant. It's best not to let her touch alcohol."

Upon hearing this, Wang Miaoyun's father looked incredulous, while Wang Miaoyun only showed a slight surprise, clearly already aware of her pregnancy.

This woman has a good plan. She got close to Lin Yuhao while pregnant with his child. Is she trying to stage another revenge drama?

Qingyun said to Wang Miaoyun, "My brother is already disabled, so it would be perfect if you could have a child with him."

Hearing Qingyun call Lin Yuhao "brother" without any hesitation, Wang Miaoyun's father's wariness of Qingyun deepened. Lin Yuhao is now in prison, and his disability is entirely Qingyun's doing.

He smiled awkwardly at Qingyun, then pulled Wang Miaoyun away with a dark expression.

The Wang family will not keep this child. After all, even if they cannot marry Qingyun, they must not make enemies.

Wang Shu stubbornly refused to follow the Wang family. At this moment, Nie Chenyuan, who had watched the whole thing, ran over, told someone to take Wang Shu away, and then put his arm around Qingyun and kissed him on the earlobe.

"Satisfied?" Qingyun gave him a cool look.

Nie Chenyuan chuckled softly and whispered in his ear, subtly leading him towards the center of the living room.

After walking to the middle of the living room, the surrounding lights suddenly dimmed, and then a beam of light shone on Qingyun. Nie Chenyuan, who had been beside Qingyun, had disappeared and was now walking towards her carrying a large bouquet of bright red roses.

A smile flashed in Qingyun's eyes as she watched him walk up to her and kneel on one knee.

Nie Chenyuan looked up at Qingyun's exceptionally handsome face under the lamplight, and suddenly realized with sadness that he had completely forgotten all the long list of marriage proposal vows he had memorized. A look of distress flashed across his face, and he frowned as he took Qingyun's fingertips and kissed them: "Baby, I suddenly forgot what I was going to say to you?"

“But you’ve probably figured out what I’m going to do, haven’t you?” He held up the bouquet of flowers in his hand, on which were two men’s rings.

"Then can you promise me? Give me a promise to marry me?" A pleading look even flashed in Nie Chenyuan's eyes. In fact, he had been feeling uneasy lately, afraid that one day he would wake up and Qingyun would disappear from his side. He would wake up several times every night to see if the person in his arms was still there.

"Marry?" Qingyun raised an eyebrow, asking him in a seemingly displeased tone.

"I'll marry you, I'll marry you!" Nie Chenyuan immediately knelt down and hugged Qingyun's legs, adding in a panic.

The surrounding guests smiled kindly at the sight. Nie Songping also smiled broadly, but inwardly he was cursing Nie Chenyuan for marrying him off so easily.