Chapter 340 Wear the engagement ring and you are mine
The leather texture of the sofa armrest made Shen Hanxing's fingertips tighten.
The rain outside the window got heavier at some point, and the raindrops hit the floor-to-ceiling windows.
It has rained a lot recently.
It is easy to draw people into boundless emotions.
Now the rain is getting heavier, turning the neon lights in the distance into blurred balls of light, just like her chaotic thoughts at the moment.
When the words "engaged to Brother Axun" came out of Feng Yuqing's mouth, her back teeth subconsciously rolled over the tip of her tongue, and she tasted a hint of rust.
"Are you crazy?" She raised her eyes and stared at her best friend's sparkling eyes, but saw a serious light in her eyes.
"Things like engagement shouldn't be exploited. It's sacred, it's..."
She couldn't continue speaking before she finished her words.
The previous engagement with Fu Jingheng was indeed sacred.
It's also grand.
But it is the orchid that bears fruit.
But it's proof enough.
Even if the engagement ceremony is extremely grand, it cannot guarantee future happiness.
Feng Yuqing rubbed against her directly, her knee touching hers, her tone sounding a bit coquettish and firm.
"The outside world only needs one 'explosive point' - think about it, the day before you were still on the hot search for your divorce from Fu Jingheng, and the next day you suddenly announced your engagement to Qi Moxun. The hot search list would explode like fireworks. Who would still pay attention to your batch of cultural and creative products?"
When Qi Moxun's name hit his eardrum, Shen Hanxing's mind was already filled with the scene when he saw the man in court yesterday.
The man was wearing a suit and smiled at her gently.
During the recess, he came over to brush the hair off her shoulders. When his fingertips brushed her collarbone, his body temperature seeped through the silk skirt, which was hotter than the warmth of the sofa at the moment.
Shen Hanxing pursed her lips, her fingertips unconsciously twisting the corners of the cashmere blanket on the sofa, "This kind of fake engagement..."
"Who said it was fake?"
Feng Yuqing suddenly sat up straight, staring at the hesitation in her eyes, and lowered her voice, "Han Xing, do you dare to say that you have no feelings for him?"
Chen Hanxing: “…”
Isn't this a question you ask even though you already know the answer?
But at the moment, she couldn't get over the hurdle in her heart.
Still hesitating.
Feng Yuqing was pursuing the victory.
"The lapis lazuli thangka he gave you last time was a one-of-a-kind piece that he had to travel to three countries to find. He even reproduced the pattern of your favorite 'Dunhuang Flying Apsaras' exactly. Only a fool could not see his intentions."
The sound of rain roared in my ears.
Chen Hanxing thought of the thangka, which should still be lying in the walnut painting box in the bedroom.
The deep blue of the lapis lazuli shone matte under the light, the flying ribbons were outlined with gold thread, and the ends were adorned with tiny pearls. She loved it very much.
"Even if I feel..."
She suddenly realized that she was actually considering this seriously, and her throat tightened.
"Engagement is a lifelong thing. Using this kind of thing to block the trending searches, what if later..."
"There's no such thing as an emergency." Feng Yuqing held her wrist and pressed his fingertips on her pulse, which was beating even more violently than the sound of rain.
The four words fell into the air, mixed with the muffled sound of rain.
Like a key, it suddenly pried open the half-open door in her heart.
Those who silently supported her when she was at her lowest brought with them a warm and smoky air when they got close to her, like a fire wrapped in soft light, which did not burn people, but made people want to reach out and touch it.
"I……"
Just as she opened her mouth, Ruan Susu's voice suddenly came from the entrance.
"Ah Xun, why are you here at this time? Have you eaten yet?"
Feng Yuqing's eyes lit up, he stood up suddenly, winked at her and walked towards the door, not forgetting to turn back and finish off the opponent before leaving.
"I've called someone over for you. This is a rare opportunity, let's have a good chat."
Now that she said this, Ruan Susu probably realized something.
Take the two children away immediately.
"They have to go to school. I'll be in charge of picking them up today. You guys chat."
The footsteps disappeared into the hallway.
Shen Hanxing stared at the shadow she cast on the sofa and heard her heartbeat roaring in her eardrums.
The sound of leather shoes stepping on the marble floor came from the corridor, steady but a little hurried, like someone's deliberately suppressed emotions.
The next second, Qi Moxun appeared at the door of the living room, the collar of his light gray suit slightly open, revealing the white shirt underneath.
"I heard you were looking for me?" He leaned against the door frame, his eyes falling on the cashmere blanket she was clutching, and suddenly smiled.
"It seems that we have indeed encountered a difficult situation."
"But the cultural and creative issue hasn't gotten out of hand yet. There's still time. I've asked Lin An to handle it."
His tone was so gentle as to coax her, and there was an imperceptible nervousness in the ending tone, as if he was waiting for her to throw out the key line.
Shen Hanxing suddenly stood up, and the cashmere blanket slipped from his knees to the ground.
She thought of the "explosive point" that Feng Yuqing mentioned, the batch of cultural and creative products waiting to be recalled, and even more so, the expectation hidden in her heartbeat at this moment, which she herself was unwilling to admit.
Her fingertips curled into fists at her side, then slowly unclenched. She heard her own voice mixed with the sound of rain, with a slight tremor of desperation.
"I hadn't thought about it before, but in fact, I have always kept your words in my heart."
"I also know that this matter is not that simple. The engagement may not be of much use. I..."
"Qi Moxun, I don't want to treat engagement as a transaction or something to be exploited."
"I……"
"But I have to admit that when Feng Yuqing mentioned this just now, I was seriously considering it."
"It's not about the cultural and creative products, but I'm thinking about what this matter means to me."
The air was suddenly so quiet that he could hear the crisp sound of raindrops hitting the glass.
Qi Moxun's eyelashes trembled violently. The next second, he suddenly strode over, raised his hand and clasped her neck, his fingertips brushing the ends of her hair, the light in his eyes brighter than ever: "Chen Hanxing, do you know what you are saying?"
She looked up at him and smelled the familiar scent of cedar perfume on her nose.
"I say... let's get engaged. It's not fake."
When he uttered the last three words, she saw his pupils shrink suddenly, and his Adam's apple rolled as he let out a low laugh, like a beast that had finally caught its prey, yet with a hint of unbelievable tenderness.
"good."
He suddenly lowered his head, brushing his nose against her lips, his hot breath falling on her earlobe, "But let me make this clear first..."
Before he finished speaking, Feng Yuqing's suppressed cheers suddenly came from the entrance. She must have been eavesdropping behind the door and accidentally knocked over the umbrella stand.
Shen Hanxing suddenly came back to her senses, the tip of her ear was red as blood, she tried to push him away but he held her wrist tightly. The man looked down at her and smiled, the light in his eyes brighter than ever: "Let me hug you first."
The sound of rain is still falling, but it no longer makes people feel irritated.
Shen Hanxing was held in his arms, and she could hear the heartbeat in his chest, which was faster than her own, vibrating her eardrums like a drum.
Some decisions come suddenly, but they are like seeds that have been buried deep in the heart, waiting for the rain to come and they can't wait to break out of the ground.
At this moment, Qi Moxun held a diamond ring that he had prepared long ago in his hand.
It was a ring face made of her favorite lapis lazuli, surrounded by broken diamonds, as if the starry sky was plucked just to complement the curve of her ring finger.
Just now, he almost couldn't help but want to put it on her finger, but he was afraid of scaring her, so he had to hide the ring back in his pocket first, but his fingertips were stroking the ring surface under the fabric.
Then, he slowly took her hand.
Put the ring in.
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