"equation!"
"What do you mean?" Wen Shengsheng asked in a low voice, puzzled.
Qin Hemian's eyes gleamed with amusement: "It can be solved!"
"You're so flirtatious, Mr. Qin," Wen Shengsheng said in a low voice, maintaining her smile.
Qin Heming looked relaxed and reminded her to focus, and Wen Shengsheng cooperated perfectly.
At the engagement ceremony, Wen Shengsheng was the most beautiful girl.
Wearing a red cheongsam, she exudes charm and grace.
Everyone who came to the engagement banquet was mesmerized by Wen Shengsheng's face. They ignored her words and focused on her face from head to toe. Although it was an engagement banquet, it was a feast for the eyes.
Qin Hemian and Wen Shengsheng are a paradise for those who appreciate good looks!
The happiest person was Mr. Wen. Looking at everyone's expressions, he couldn't help but puff out his chest.
His daughter is his own.
Praising Wen Shengsheng is praising him.
Mr. Wen said in a low voice, "With so many people watching, you must smile. Don't let people think we're unhappy with this marriage!"
Although she was her biological daughter, Wen's mother had no feelings for her and naturally did not treat her as a treasure. For the Wen family, Wen Shengsheng was a daughter who could bring benefits to the family.
As long as Wen Shengsheng's marriage brings benefits to the Wen family, that's fine.
As for other things, it doesn't matter who Wen Shengsheng marries or what her family is like, as long as the outcome is satisfactory!
The business marriage between the Qin and Wen families attracted extensive media coverage, causing a sensation throughout the city overnight.
Qin Heming, as the helmsman of the Qin Group, is known as a financial genius, while Wen Shengsheng is a beautiful woman from Jiangnan. The two are a perfect match, a golden couple.
Standing at the very edge, Wen Qinian stared at Wen Shengsheng with eyes full of pain. His jealousy was almost overflowing, and he wished he could rush onto the stage and snatch her away...
Wen Qinian clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh without him even noticing. His gaze was so aggressive that Wen Shengsheng noticed and turned to look at him—Wen Qinian immediately looked away, pretending to be nonchalant as he looked elsewhere.
Wen Shengsheng frowned slightly, feeling like someone was watching her...
She looked around but didn't find anything unusual.
Or is it just my imagination?
Wen Shengsheng looked away.
She and Qin Heming stood on the stage, receiving blessings from everyone.
downstairs.
With her gloom lifted, Meng Qiqi looked shyly at the man in the wheelchair. Although he had a leg ailment, he sat there looking very upright. He was wearing a black shirt and trousers, and his fair skin had a healthy bronze hue under the dim light. His thin lips were slightly pursed, and his deep eyes were as dazzling and captivating as obsidian.
Meng Qiqi stared at those eyes with fascination, her heart pounding.
The man raised his hand to touch his knee, his dark pupils reflecting the flickering lights, and a faint smile curved his lips.
His fingers were long and slender with distinct knuckles. His long fingers gripped the armrests of the wheelchair, and he slowly pushed the wheelchair forward.
“Following me will be tough!” Ling Zhiyan said softly, his voice low and husky, yet carrying a fatal allure.
"I'm not afraid." Meng Qiqi shook her head, blushing. "Being able to stay by your side, no matter how hard it is, is worth it."
Ling Zhiyan raised an eyebrow.
Meng Qiqi said earnestly, "As long as I can stay by your side, I'd be willing to go to hell!"
"Heh, silly girl." Ling Zhiyan chuckled softly, his eyes full of affection.
Meng Qiqi's sweet smile deepened, and she reached out to hug him, leaning against his chest.
Ling Zhiyan looked down at her, a strange emotion flashing in his eyes.
“Zhiyan…” Meng Qiqi looked up at him, her almond-shaped eyes sparkling.
Ling Zhiyan lowered his head and kissed her forehead.
Meng Qiqi blushed and closed her eyes, waiting for his deep kiss.
Ling Zhiyan suddenly stopped. He raised his hand and stroked Meng Qiqi's delicate face, his gaze becoming deep and his tone indifferent: "Qiqi, are you really not going to regret it?"
Meng Qiqi opened her eyes and met his cold, stern face. Her heart seemed to stop beating, and she had difficulty breathing.
"Period?"
Ling Zhiyan called her name softly, his voice gentle and tender.
Meng Qiqi was stunned for a moment, then nodded hurriedly, "Yes!"
"Okay, now that you've thought it through, I promise to take good care of you from now on." Ling Zhiyan released his arm from hers.
"Really? Thank you, Zhiyan!" Meng Qiqi hugged his neck in surprise and offered him her red lips!
A cold glint flashed in Ling Zhiyan's eyes as he raised his hand to cover her lips. "Qiqi, it will ruin your makeup. The engagement banquet is about to begin."
"Huh?" Meng Qiqi was a little disappointed, but still nodded obediently: "Okay."
She got off Ling Zhiyan's lap, straightened her skirt, and as the two were cuddling in the lounge, a knock came at the door, informing them that the engagement banquet was about to begin. Nervous, Meng Qiqi clenched her fists, her palms sweating.
Such large-scale business alliances inevitably involve the interests of all parties, leading to fierce and brutal internal struggles within the wealthy families.
"Let's go." Ling Zhiyan took her hand and left the lounge.
The engagement ceremony is about to take place, and all the guests have arrived.
Ling Zhiyan walked into the hall arm in arm with Meng Qiqi, and all the guests immediately fell silent, their eyes fixed on them.
Meng Qiqi wore a white evening gown, radiating a dazzling aura, beautiful yet reserved.
She stood beside Ling Zhiyan, her cheeks slightly flushed, looking shy and timid, like a little bird nestled against someone.
Ling Zhiyan was refined and gentle, with a truly handsome appearance.
He was well-proportioned, wearing a black tailcoat with exquisitely tailored cuffs, but unfortunately he was disabled.
The engagement ceremony was simple. After the emcee finished his opening remarks, Ling Zhiyan held Meng Qiqi's wrist.
He gazed at her, his voice deep and firm: "Qiqi, from today onwards, you are my fiancée. I swear I will always love you, take care of you, and never betray you!"
When he said these words, his eyes were focused, his tone was steady, and his expression was serious and solemn.
A surge of happiness and satisfaction welled up in Meng Qiqi's heart. She couldn't help but shed tears and choked out, "I believe in you."
“Zhiyan, I’m so happy.” Meng Qiqi looked like a wounded fawn: “I’ve finally found my place, and I’m so glad I made this choice.”
Ling Zhiyan's gaze softened further as he raised his hand and ruffled her fluffy head: "Qiqi, I will make you the happiest woman in the world."
A man who is affectionate and gentle—she really hit the jackpot.
Meng Qiqi burst into laughter through her tears: "Zhiyan, thank you." She straightened her back as she spoke, extremely proud!
Ling Zhiyan chuckled softly, his eyes growing even deeper.
...
The engagement ceremony ended quickly, followed by a banquet.
After the banquet began, everyone mingled and chatted happily.
People came to congratulate him in droves.
Fortunately, everyone present assumed that Ling Zhiyan was disabled, so no one dared to force him to drink.
Meng Qiqi was taken to the VIP room by Ling Zhiyan.
As soon as they sat down, the waiter handed them a glass of champagne.
Ling Zhiyan took a sip, then turned to look at Meng Qiqi: "Why aren't you drinking?"
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