Chapter 89 You're already recognized as my sister-in-law by my fans...
Jing Yitong rubbed his hand against Fang Xingu's palm and continued to promote himself: "Why can't I carry it with me? It saves me a lot of trouble."
Fang Xingu smiled and patted his head: "What do you mean?"
“Other gifts are heavy to carry, like carrying a burden, but with me, you won’t have to lift a finger. I’ll just follow you around, and when you’re tired, I can…” Jing Yitong suddenly picked up Fang Xingu and carried her directly to the bed. “When you’re tired, I can also be your ride.”
Fang Xin deliberately dragged out his words, saying, "Oh~ that does sound alright."
Jing Yitong winked at Fang Xingu: "There are many other features I haven't introduced yet. Would Teacher Fang like to check them out first?"
Fang Xingu touched his abdomen, feeling his firm abs, and then his hand continued to wander downwards. He then tapped his toes with satisfaction: "I've experienced it many times."
Jing Yitong took a deep breath, leaned down and bit his rosy lips: "Stop fooling around, be good, do you want to open your present now?"
Fang Xin raised an eyebrow ambiguously: "Not to unwrap this 'gift' of yours?"
Jing Yitong stared at him silently for a while, then grabbed his hand and started to unbutton her pajamas: "Take them off, take them off now, I can't wait to dedicate myself to love."
Fang Xingu laughed and broke free from Jing Yitong's grasp, running away from under him in a flash: "I don't want to, I want to open my birthday present now."
Jing Yitong sighed, chuckled to himself, and rubbed his face. He couldn't do anything about it, so he stood up behind him and said, "Take it down. I'll put it in the living room."
Fang Xingu ignored Jing Yitong, who was lagging behind. He opened the bedroom door while humming a little tune and saw a fluffy toy dog floating in the air outside the bedroom door.
Fang Xin suddenly braked and stopped at the doorway. He looked at the puppy and noticed that the puppy was carrying a large bunch of balloons on its back. The balloons were already on the roof, which was why the fluffy puppy was floating in front of the bedroom door.
He turned around, amused, and asked, "When did you prepare these balloons? I didn't notice them at all."
"I had it ready a long time ago and kept it in the car. I secretly took it up while you were taking a shower."
Fang Xingu laughed and said, "You've prepared quite thoroughly behind my back."
He grabbed the puppy and petted it a couple of times before noticing that the puppy was holding a jewelry box in its two front paws.
Fang Xingu stared straight at the box, his hand even pausing. At that moment, he sensed something and heard his own heart pounding. He then carefully took the jewelry box off and opened it, and sure enough, he saw a pair of rings inside.
He stared blankly at the pair of rings. They were honeycomb-shaped rings, each facet facing the light at a different angle, causing the seemingly intricate design to refract different lights, making them look dreamlike.
Jing Yitong walked up to him, pressed his forehead against his, and said softly, "I thought for a long time about what birthday gift to give you the other day, and I prepared a lot of things, but in the end, I still want to give you the engagement ring the most. Although you agreed to my request for a marriage alliance, we still lack a formal proposal, and I don't want to skip this important step."
Jing Yitong took out one of the rings and solemnly said, "So, Xin Gu, are you willing to spend the rest of your life with me? We will know each other, support each other, and always respect and trust each other. 'Love' will always permeate this relationship and become an unfading foundation. Are you willing?"
Fang Xingu felt his eyes getting hot. He looked into Jing Yitong's eyes and replied earnestly, "I do."
Jing Yitong wanted to put the ring on his finger, but Fang Xingu looked at his left and right hands, then looked up in a panic and asked, "Which hand should I wear the engagement ring on?"
Jing Yitong chuckled: "Left middle finger."
Fang Xingu was amused by his own words, but he still insisted on being stubborn: "It's normal that I don't know which hand to wear the bracelet on for my first engagement."
Jing Yitong quickly slipped the ring onto Fang Xingu's slender finger, then lifted his hand and placed a kiss on his knuckles: "You can only get engaged and married once in your life, and the person you marry can only be me."
The ring was the perfect size, fitting Fang Xingu's finger perfectly. He looked at his left hand with the ring in the light, his face full of happiness.
He then took out another ring from the box and put it on Jing Yitong's finger, before tilting his head back and kissing her lips: "Of course, it can only be you, and it can only be you. I really like this gift."
Jing Yitong wrapped her arms around his waist: "Actually, I originally prepared a different gift, but... never mind, would you like to see it?"
Fang Xin asked curiously, "Is there another surprise?"
Jing Yitong pulled him by the hand and sat him down on the sofa. She took out a photo album from the drawer of the coffee table: "I initially put together a photo album to give to you."
Fang Xingu stroked the photo album for a moment before opening it. The first photo that caught his eye was of a baby lying in a cradle.
This photo must be quite old, but you can still see that the baby is fair-skinned and chubby, sleeping soundly with his eyes closed. He looks very cute. Fang Xingu took ten seconds to judge: "Could this be me?"
Jing Yitong poked the baby's face in the photo, then poked Fang Xingu's face: "Yes, it was probably when you were six or seven months old? I was about two years old at the time. Later, I heard from my dad that he held my hand and controlled the camera to take this photo of you."
"Then this should be the first photo you took of me."
Fang Xingu smiled and flipped through a few more pages, discovering that each page contained photos of himself at different ages. Before he even reached the bottom of the album, he already understood Jing Yitong's intention in creating it: "Did you take every single one of these photos?"
"You noticed?" Jing Yitong and Fang Xingu sat side by side on the sofa looking at the photo album. "It proves that I was involved in the first twenty-four years of your life."
Fang Xin leaned against him: "You are welcome to participate deeply every year from now on."
"That's a must."
Fang Xingu continued flipping through the photo album, as if every photo was worth discussing with Jing Yitong for a while.
Until the last page, there was a stage photo of himself. Fang Xin studied the makeup and styling in the photo for a moment, and was surprised to find that the time when the photo was taken was unusual: "This is the Nebula disbandment concert last year, right? You went to the concert?"
“Hmm,” Jing Yitong pointed to the photo, “I took leave to fly to see your concert, but the flight was delayed and I almost missed it. I only got to hear one encore song, ‘Starry Road’.”
"...Why didn't you tell me this?"
Jing Yitong explained, "At the time, I was still filming on set. After the concert, I had to rush back to Yan Province, so I thought I probably wouldn't have time to meet you, and that's why I didn't tell you."
Fang Xin recalled what happened at the time and then realized: "No wonder, when I woke up in the hospital, I found out that you had come the night before, and I was wondering why you suddenly went back to Shen City."
Jing Yitong smiled slyly and said, "Actually, I came back for you."
Fang Xingu grasped Jing Yitong's hand: "I should be holding a concert in the second half of the year, and I'll prepare the best seat for you then."
"The kind of seat right in the middle of the first row? Then I definitely have to go," Jing Yitong clapped his hands together. "What if your fans recognize me if I sit there? Brother, won't they be mad at you?"
Fang Xingu laughed uncontrollably and nudged him with her elbow: "You're already recognized as my sister-in-law by my fans, what more do you want?"
Jing Yitong leaned his head against him and said, "Then we're a perfect match. My fans have already decided that you're their sister-in-law."
Fang Xingu and Jing Yitong bumped heads together. He looked at the ring on his hand and reflected on the past year. He couldn't help but sigh that life had played one joke after another on him, but fortunately, fate still favored him and gave him a beautiful ending that he never dared to imagine.
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When Jing Yitong woke up in the morning, he had to go to work on set. Filming was nearing its end, and he had a lot of scenes to film every day.
Before leaving in the morning, he looked at Fang Xingu with reluctance: "I'll try to come back as early as possible tonight. I should be able to come back and cook dinner for you tonight."
Fang Xingu nodded: "Okay, be careful on the road."
"Won't you be bored being home alone on your birthday?"
“Who said I was home alone?” Fang Xingu leaned against the cabinet door in the entryway, raising an eyebrow. “Su Bo came to see me today.”
Jing Yitong: ?
Jing Yitong then clung to the doorway, refusing to leave: "What's she doing here!"
Fang Xingu was amused by his prickly appearance, and waved her hand: "Alright, she's here to try on wedding dresses, let me accompany her."
Jing Yitong muttered to himself, "Such a big city like Shanghai, with so many wedding dress shops and designers, can't keep her. She still has to fly all the way to Guangzhou to see?"
Fang Xin then unleashed his ultimate move, raising his left hand to reveal the ring on his middle finger: "Tell me, should I show this ring to her?"
“…Absolutely!” Jing Yitong immediately changed his expression and blew a kiss to Fang Xingu. “Go on, baby, have fun.”
Fang Xingu was speechless and amused. After seeing Jing Yitong off, he wrote a song for "Green Water River" for a while. After lunch, he drove directly to the wedding dress shop, where Xu Subo was already waiting at the door.
Xu Subo was wearing a black dress today, with a cigarette between her fingers. When she saw Fang Xingu get out of the car, she greeted him happily. Fang Xingu actually waved back at her in a very lively manner.
Before Xu Subo could even react, she noticed the golden ring on Fang Xingu's left middle finger. She felt like her eyes were being dazzled, and she almost dropped the cigarette in her hand in shock.
She stared in disbelief and exclaimed, "What?! They're engaged?"
Fang Xingu raised his hand, his five fingers moving nimbly: "How is it?"
Xu Subo stubbed out her cigarette and threw it in the trash can, then handed him the birthday present she had prepared: "Hmph, it's fine. I wish you happiness, but that only applies to you, not Jing Yitong!"
Fang Xingu accepted the gift with a wry smile: "Why are you two always arguing? What's the difference between blessing me and blessing him?"
Xu Subo gritted her teeth: "He provoked me first! And I rarely come back to China, and last time he even ran off to Shanghai and kidnapped you, he's so despicable!"
Fang Xingu pretended not to hear: "Um, um, um, hurry up and go in to try on your wedding dress, aren't the staff waiting for you?"
"You're trying to smooth things over again!"
Xu Subo is incredibly picky. When she had her wedding in Los Angeles, she spent several months designing her custom-made wedding dress. This time, when she returned to China for her wedding, she didn't plan to wear the dress again. She thought she would just buy another dress in China to make do.
Unexpectedly, my picky nature kicked in, and after so long I still haven't found anything I like. So I took the opportunity of Fang Xin's birthday to come to Guangzhou to take a look.
She changed into a mermaid wedding dress, but still wasn't quite satisfied: "This one doesn't feel right either, what do you think of this new one?"
Fang Xin shifted his gaze from his phone to Xu Subo: "Isn't she beautiful?"
Xu Subo looked around and said, "But I feel like I tried something similar when I was in Los Angeles, and it lacked a certain atmosphere."
Fang Xin sincerely suggested, "Since you're so picky, you should go for custom-made."
“I was busy playing the leading lady the other day and didn’t have time to deal with these things,” Xu Subo said smugly, tossing her hair. Her well-maintained chestnut hair swayed lightly in the air, leaving an arc of light. “I was busy and only managed to find some time today.”
Fang Xingu gave her a thumbs up: "Cool."
Some time ago, Xu Subo went to great lengths to cause trouble for Xu Xingye, and even Fang Xingu got involved behind the scenes. He helped connect Xu Subo and Liang Jiyan, and after the two girls sat down and talked, they combined the evidence from both sides and immediately dealt a heavy blow to Jiang Zhou and Xu Xingye.
The police have begun an investigation, and it is believed that the truth behind Shen Shiyun's suicide will soon come to light, and Jiang Zhou, Xu Xingye, and others will receive the punishment they deserve.
Fortunately, "Water Eats Sand" was taken off the screens in mid-last month. Otherwise, although Xu Xingye's incident as the film producer was unrelated to "Water Eats Sand", it would still have had some impact on the film in terms of public opinion.
Although the investigation results are not yet available, Jiang Zhou and Xu Xingye have to keep a low profile. Xu Subo immediately contacted her father to prepare for a return to the domestic market. Only after arranging everything would she have time to focus on her wedding.
A staff member approached with a tablet and suggested, "Ms. Xu, our brand has just released a few designer wedding dresses in Paris. They were just launched in the last couple of days. Would you like to see if there's one you like?"
Xu Subo flipped through the tablet, her furrowed brows suddenly relaxing as she actually spotted two nice items: "These two look alright."
The staff member breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that finally there were a few items that could satisfy this picky customer. She smiled politely and said, "If you like them, I'll have them shipped from Paris to you."
Xu Subo glanced at Fang Xingu and saw that he was playing on his phone again. She said angrily, "Can you give me a little more attention?"
Fang Xingu thought to himself that Jing Yitong and I would never wear wedding dresses in our lives, so of course he had no interest in them. But he didn’t dare say this to Xu Subo. He could only surrender and put down his phone, saying, “Yes, Your Majesty.”
Xu Subo raised her chin: "Aren't you going to Paris to watch a fashion show in a couple of days?"
Fang Xingu nodded: "Yes, it's Fashion Week, the brand invited us, it's the day after tomorrow."
“Then I’ll go with you. I’ll go pick out a wedding dress,” Xu Subo complained. “Ugh, having a wedding is such a hassle, and I have to do it twice.”
Fang Xingu mocked her, "This isn't the time for you to be marveling at how you can wear a wedding dress twice and marry the same person."
Xu Subo grumbled as she changed back into her own clothes, then patted Fang Xingu on the shoulder: "Come on, I'll treat you to a good meal tonight. You can rip me off."
Fang Xin looked at her with some difficulty: "Uh, I can't have dinner with you. I have to go on a date with my boyfriend."
Xu Subo was speechless. No wonder Fang Xin was holding onto his phone so tightly earlier; he was chatting with Jing Yitong, wasn't he?
She closed her eyes and calmed herself for a long time before peacefully opening them: "Fine, then take me back to the hotel."
Fang Xingu laughed awkwardly a few times: "But my brother is already waiting for me outside the bridal shop... How about we take you back to the hotel together?"
Xu Subo: ...
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Author's Note: Xu Subo: [Clown]
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