68 Official Announcement
◎My fiancée.◎
Liang Youwei didn't know if it was her illusion, but she always felt that everyone was unusually warm to her. They were either praising her for how beautiful she looked today, or saying that her recent work performance at Zhiliang was very good, which made her stunned.
It's natural to praise her beauty, but her professional skills are truly lackluster. Perhaps, for the second generation of the wealthy, "maintaining the status quo" is a rare and valuable quality.
It seems like everyone around me is pretty amazing...
Liang Youwei, who had drunk a lot of warm milk and wanted to go to the lounge to change clothes, thought so. But before she could finish a complete sentence, her exposed slender wrist was suddenly grasped. The man exerted a little force, and the hem of her skirt flew up slightly, and the girl fell steadily into a hard and cold embrace.
Who is it?
The sound of wind was barely perceptible in her ears, and fear suddenly came over her. Liang Youwei's breathing stopped uncontrollably and her heart trembled.
"You don't even recognize me?" The familiar, cold, steady voice dispelled any uneasiness. Liang Youwei immediately became "hardened," rolled her eyes in annoyance, and scolded in a low voice, "Qin Zhen! Are you trying to scare me to death?"
Qin Zhen loved to see her act delicate and coquettish, and he also loved to hear her act arrogant and domineering. At this moment, he couldn't help but chuckle, the sinister look between his brows disappearing. "Scare you to death? How dare I? I wish you a long life."
After he finished speaking, he smiled lightly and lowered his head. Liang Youwei followed her body's reaction and stood on tiptoe, lightly touching the corner of his soft lips.
She thought that since they were outside, a small kiss would be enough as a token of her affection, but it was clear that Qin Zhen had no such intentions. He kissed her more deeply, pressing harder and harder, his dominant style unwavering.
Liang Youwei was afraid of being seen, so she pressed her silver pointed high heels against his pure black swallowtail derby, grinding with all her might, as if competing to see whose sole was thinner. At the same time, she "threatened" him, mumbling incoherently: "Qin Zhen, if you kiss me again, I'm done for... Ugh...!"
"Then I'm so scared, Ms. Youwei." He scoffed at this innocuous warning. Noticing the woman's slumping waist in his arms, he slid his hand down below her waist and, as usual, lifted her up with one hand.
But Liang Youwei's expression suddenly changed, and her voice became shrill: "...Qin Zhen!"
There's a difference between throwing a tantrum and genuine dissatisfaction, and Qin Zhen could tell the difference. He rarely heard Liang Youwei speak harshly, so he was stunned: "Did you bring the baby to the wrong place?"
Had he always let her sit on his forearm, or had he not been careful and squeezed her flesh today?
The lotus leaves, deliberately made to look like shimmering waves, are dragging their edges off the ground, layer upon layer, sparkling.
Liang Youwei covered her lower abdomen with one hand and pinched his shoulder tightly with the other. Her face looked bad and panicked, and her eyelashes blinked rapidly: "Put me down quickly!"
"...There won't be anyone here. I've already asked people to guard the intersection." Qin Zhen thought she was guilty, so he endured the bitterness in his heart and whispered.
"It's not this reason." Liang Youwei pursed her lips, which were shining with water, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.
The man didn't move when he didn't get an answer. His eyes gradually darkened, and his amber pupils, which should have been gentle, were stained with suspicion and paranoia. "Why is that? Are you tired of playing with me? Or do you want to leave alone?"
Although she was in a high physical position looking down at him, Liang Youwei was stunned by the coldness in his eyes. For a moment, she couldn't even take the initiative to hug him.
Qin Zhen quietly increased his strength, helping the person on his arm sit more steadily. He spoke aggressively, stepping closer. Her back pressed against the wall, and the space between them compressed, the air thick and damp.
"Weiwei, tell the truth."
The latent evil survival factor was at work, and fear preempted Liang Youwei's next answer: "I'm pregnant."
The sweet silver sound trembled, with a tone of aggrieved crying.
Facing the other person's suddenly shocked gaze, Liang Youwei mustered up her courage, clutched the stiff fabric tightly, and spoke word by word, "It's your child. Our baby."
Her eyes were red as she stared at him without blinking, imitating the scene of being yelled at by the father during her pregnancy.
"Ever since I found out about this, I haven't been able to eat or sleep well. I'm afraid something might happen to the baby, and I'm also afraid that my family will find out... I didn't let you pick me up casually, and it was for the baby's safety. How could you still be so mean and scare me? Qin Zhen, don't you love me anymore? Don't you want our baby anymore?"
At first, Liang Youwei was still acting, but as she spoke, under the influence of pregnancy hormones, she successfully brainwashed herself, as if Qin Zhen was really going to abandon his wife and child - although this was not necessarily his child.
"...How could I not love you?"
After listening to her long and eloquent accusations, Qin Zhen finally digested this devastating news. He couldn't control his racing heartbeat. All emotions that had anything to do with danger receded like a tide, leaving only caution and boundless ecstasy.
Qin Zhen stuttered as he felt an unnatural surge of emotions he had never experienced before. "Weiwei, how should I put you down? Were you frightened just now? I'm sorry, I really didn't expect this to be the reason. I had already taken precautions..."
Having said this, Qin Zhen's voice suddenly stopped.
He has taken measures.
So, how could Liang Youwei be pregnant?
Aside from their not-so-sweet, confrontational first time, Qin Zhen always took appropriate measures whenever they had sex. Unlike Liang Ting'an, he wanted to marry a woman openly and honestly. With a clear mind, he would never allow the risk of "getting married because of pregnancy" to become a potential risk in their future marriage. Why bother?
Liang Youwei didn't give him enough time to think. She interrupted him with tears and a look in her eyes. She felt wronged and sad, but also aggressive: "Who knows if the condom is broken. Qin Zhen, do you think I would lie to you about such an important matter? Okay, I lied to you. I'm not pregnant with your child. This is my brother and I's child! Are you satisfied? Put me down and let me go!"
"...Don't talk nonsense." Hearing these angry words, Qin Zhen put aside his doubts. He half-stiffened his body and carefully put the person down in his arms, then hugged her in his arms. He stroked her back and coaxed her gently, "This is all my fault. Weiwei can argue with me as much as she wants, just don't let it get to your own body."
Liang Youwei wanted to make trouble, so she caught a loophole in his words and thought divergently: "Just don't get angry at yourself, okay? Okay, Qin Zhen, are you only thinking about the child? I knew why you suddenly showed weakness. It turns out it's all for this child, not because you like me at all!"
What does this have to do with anything?
Qin Zhen was confused.
Shouldn’t the prerequisite for liking a child be to deeply love its mother?
Seeing Liang Youwei about to begin the pearl manufacturing project, Qin Zhen became increasingly bewildered. Despite his bewilderment, he still did his best to comfort her: "My words were ambiguous, Weiwei. Don't cry, okay? You can scold me, hit me, but don't secretly blame me or get angry with me, okay?"
Liang Youwei stopped crying and said, "Is it okay for me to scold you in any way?"
Qin Zhen breathed a sigh of relief: "Well, it's all right."
"...You're a big bad dog."
She raised her face, looked into his eyes, and cursed with a slight nasal tone.
Qin Zhen was silent for a while.
After all, Liang Youwei had never said "you are a dog" to Qin Zhen's face, and she was not sure whether Qin Zhen would be angry. But in her heart, Qin Zhen was a large dog that seemed aloof but was actually dark, bad and clingy, and very stylish, especially when facing outsiders, his aloof and cold look was particularly handsome.
But he didn't answer.
Liang Youwei didn't want to listen to silence anymore. The silence made her uncomfortable, so she simply opened her mouth and wanted to take back what she said, using the excuse of "I was just joking, don't take it seriously."
However, before Liang Youwei could utter the first syllable, the man who was a head taller than her grabbed her wrists and slowly pressed her palms against his cheeks.
He was dressed in a suit and tie, and the obsidian cufflinks on his cuffs were of a rare and fine quality, casting a shadow on the girl's fair and delicate arms.
Liang Youwei didn't understand what this action meant and blinked.
Then, she heard the other party tentatively "woof", his eyes still fixed on her without blinking.
Liang Youwei was stunned.
Qin Zhen...was just now...learning...how to bark like a dog?
Could it be that he wanted to cheer me up just because I called him a dog?
As if to confirm this guess, Qin Zhen slightly turned half of his face and kissed her palm, with a lingering and warm breath, his eyes uncertain and cautious.
"Will this make you happier?"
Haha, you really know how to coax people.
On the other side of the wall, a tall man with gray hair and blue eyes sneered silently and moved his eyes away from the door that was opened a little.
I originally just wanted to come here to take a break, but who would have thought that I would hear a drama of this magnitude.
The footsteps gradually faded away. Yu Youbai slid his fingers lightly and pushed aside a flame. The calfskin felt very nice, but he couldn't stop feeling irritated in his heart.
The pungent tobacco entered his lungs, and Yu's eyes darkened.
Qin Zhen's movements were really quick. Before he could even get his hands on the cake, it was already someone else's.
In the native Chinese language, you might also say "fuck"?
The misty smoke blurred his delicate and handsome face. Yu had a pale face and no expression as he finished the whole cigarette.
Yu Youbai wasn't in a great mood, and he wasn't planning on going out to join in the boring drinking and socializing. But not long after, a phone call came in.
"Dorothy, if you have something to say, just say it."
Yu Youbai's attitude towards his biological sister was very ordinary, because she had countless strange things to tell him every day, but not many serious things. But Dorothy liked to talk about serious things and other things at the same time, which controlled Yu Youbai so much that he had to answer every call from her.
"Arlo, you know what? The cookies here are super delicious! Especially the one called 'Peach Blossom Crisp', so, so cute! Come out and keep me company~ And I saw that Uncle Liang came on stage again, saying he had something to announce. Is he going to serve a new dish? Oh, Arlo, I really want to stay in the capital forever. No, it should be China. There are so many delicious foods here."
Dorothy spoke to her family in her native language, her voice clear and crisp.
Yu Youbai sat in a relaxed posture, his body sinking into the soft velvet rocking chair, his indifferent eyes fixed on the bustling night scene outside the floor-to-ceiling window, accurately capturing the key words in his sister's words.
"You're being disrespectful and calling me by my nickname again. What does Uncle Liang want to announce?"
"It seems to be the marriage of the Liang family's daughter?"
Dorothy hadn't been paying attention until she heard people around her say, "Weiwei is so lucky," and then she realized what was happening. The excitement in her voice suddenly disappeared. "It's the person whose birthday is tonight. She's getting engaged."
Yu Youbai frowned instantly, stood up from the rocking chair, and walked out: "There are two people celebrating their birthdays tonight, let's make it clear."
"It's Weiwei, the cutest Weiwei. Oh, I wanted to confess my feelings to her today, brother, you know what? It wasn't until I saw her that I knew what love at first sight was. It turns out there really are people in the world who look like cakes."
Dorothy chattered, her tone full of distress and regret, but also a bit of eagerness to try.
"But why are we getting engaged today? Oh, brother, do you think I can bring her back secretly? Mommy will definitely help me marry her! And, when Mommy takes the throne, can you give me the position of first heir? If I can become queen, will she also fall in love with me at first sight?"
His hand was already grasping the door handle, but Yu Youbai felt that there was no need to go out anymore.
"...Dorothy, stop talking nonsense. Who is Liang Youwei going to marry?"
Qin Zhen.
However, the answer I heard from my sister was - "With a man named Shao. I've seen him, and he's not as pretty as me. I don't think Weiwei will like him. Maybe I can really elope with her successfully?"
Yu Youbai could only hear the first sentence. His pupils shrank, and he could not hear anything his sister said next.
Time goes back to five minutes ago.
"I invited everyone here today, not only to celebrate my little girl's birthday, but also to solemnly announce two things." After three rounds of drinks, Liang Jiangsheng stepped onto the podium again, smiling kindly and speaking at an even pace.
"The first matter is the inheritance rights of Liang Youwei, the adopted daughter of the Liang family. Although Weiwei is not Jingshu and I's biological daughter, after living together for more than 20 years, we have long regarded her as a family member. Therefore, no matter what happens in the future, Weiwei will always have a share of the property that belongs to her."
For a moment, the hall was filled with low, complimentary comments, praising him for his kindness, good heart, and broad-mindedness, as well as his loyalty.
Every word was captured by the camera.
Liang Jiangsheng paused for five seconds, giving the comedian enough time to come up with a punchline, before he smiled and said, "Secondly, I want to announce Weiwei's engagement at this solemn moment."
One stone can cause a thousand ripples.
Zhao Lingyu suddenly looked up at Liang Youwei who was sitting next to her. Ever since she changed into her new dress, she had come to chat with her, and she hadn't mentioned anything about love and marriage.
But Liang Youwei's eyes were also filled with astonishment, her rosy lips slightly parted, and she exuded a confused aura.
She was unaware.
Zhao Lingyu instantly thought of an excuse for her.
It was all someone else's fault. Whether it was Liang Jiangsheng or He Jingshu, it had nothing to do with Liang Youwei.
Zhao Lingyu took a deep breath and glanced at others.
The three Liang siblings had dull expressions. Liang Jingyi and Liang Zhihui had their lips curled up, with no smile in their eyes. However, the happiness in Liang Ting'an's eyes was genuine.
Shao Yue maintained his elegance, with his eyes lowered, so no one could tell what he was thinking; while Qin Zhen's face had become so dark that it was out of control.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Liang Jiangsheng smiled with satisfaction. "Weiwei and Shao Yue, the second son of Wangheng Group and Chairman of Xincheng, have been childhood sweethearts and grew up together. We are very relieved to leave our youngest daughter to him."
As soon as the words fell, everyone's expression changed drastically except Shao Yue.
No, there's also Qin Zhen. Because there's nothing more to be said about him.
Liang Youwei was still shocked and dazed as if in a dream. The silver butterfly on the ring on her middle finger trembled as she covered her lips with it.
Liang Zhihui held down Liang Jingyi, whose face had suddenly turned cold, with one hand. The gardenia-cut diamond on his hand reflected a cold light and said, "Calm down first."
In public, you must behave decently.
Qin Zhenghe thought the same thing. So, he held Qin Zhen's shoulders tightly, not giving him a chance to get up, and squeezed out the syllables from his throat one by one: "Think about your future first, and then decide whether to cause trouble or not."
Qin Zhen's voice was also strangely cold. In a voice that only the two of them could hear, he said, "She's pregnant."
Qin Zhenghe was puzzled: "So what? You need a woman to bear your child?"
The little girl from the Liang family is very cunning. It's just that these young boys are blinded by lust and believe whatever she says.
"...But you know very well that I only want her."
Qin Zhenghe sneered and ignored him: "You are just short-sighted."
If a man could sleep with more women, what man would say, "I'll marry no one but you"? That's sheer shortsightedness. Liang Youwei is a prime example: she flirts with everyone, so she has no inhibitions and never "marries no one but you."
What a simple truth.
Qin Zhen couldn't understand Qin Zhenghe's thinking. He took a deep breath and suppressed his anger, but a vein still bulged out on the back of his hand, and his temples were throbbing with hatred.
His wife, pregnant with his child, is marrying another man! Who can stand this?
The voice on the stage continued, but the owner changed to Shao Feng.
The two men talked to each other, showing the rare "brotherhood" between wealthy families, and both expressed their satisfaction with the marriage.
Song Yinbing smiled broadly, holding He Jingshu's arm. She glanced at her son and said, "Xiaoyue, why don't you bring Weiwei over? We'll be a family from now on. Let's take a photo together."
"Um."
Shao Yue, who was also wearing a well-ironed suit and was as refined as Qin Zhen, nodded in agreement. He walked towards Liang Youwei, who was surrounded by the crowd, at a leisurely pace.
Facing the sharp and cold gazes of the other five people around him, Shao Yue became more gentle and kind, and his usual casualness in the past was completely restrained, replaced by the current concentration.
Shao Yue nodded to the other five people, his smile polite and proud. In fact, no one was blocking the way, but he said, "Excuse me."
Then, he raised the corner of his mouth slightly and once again extended his hand to Liang Youwei in front of Qin Zhen.
This time, Liang Youwei still took the lead. Moreover, she did so as his fiancée.
There is no reason for anyone to stop it.
Holding him through the white lace gloves, she couldn't feel the warm and dry touch, but Liang Youwei felt inexplicably happy, as if she was doing something bad behind the back of the whole world.
That's right, her "astonishment" and "surprise" just now were all fake.
Last night, Shao Yue called Liang Youwei and explained tonight's process in advance. However, considering that Liang Youwei had incurred too many emotional debts, he was afraid that she would not be able to cope with it, so he took the initiative to say: "Weiwei, don't worry too much. Just pretend that you don't know anything when the time comes."
This remark hit the spot. She rested her chin on one hand, dangling a crystal-clear glass wind chime with the other. Her tone was filled with regret, and she spoke slowly and hesitantly: "Ah, this isn't good. What if they target you?"
Shao Yue lowered his eyes and smiled, the pencil in his hand moving non-stop, making a rustling sound on the light gray honey-red paper.
He asked softly, "It's okay. Because Weiwei will protect me, right?"
Through the invisible network cable, Shao Yue's good voice sounded particularly soft and numb, making people's hearts contract and tighten.
Liang Youwei covered her face with her hands and nodded deeply. After nodding several times, she realized that the other party couldn't see her. She quickly raised her face, her cheeks flushed, and promised the phone: "I will."
After she finished the letter of guarantee, she covered her face with her hands in embarrassment. Her face was tilted to the side, and her shoulders were bent inward, like a mimosa that had been plucking several times.
"Then, then Shao Yue, what are you doing now?"
There was silence for a long time. Liang Youwei straightened up slowly, blinked her bright eyes, and asked in a low voice.
"Now?"
On the other end of the phone, Shao Yue held the Midan paper farther away, observing the effect from a distance. He said casually, "I'm designing a wedding ring. Our wedding ring."
Liang Youwei couldn't stand it anymore.
"Shao Yue! What on earth did you do to my phone?!" Liang Youwei wanted to roll around on the bed countless times. Wasn't he a little too skilled?
You know, men who have been in many relationships are the best at coaxing people, but they are also the best at unconsciously irritating people! When Liang Youwei thought about how Shao Yue had coaxed many girls in this way, she was very angry with him.
The girl with her hair down leaned over the table and muttered, "Do you do this all the time? That's why you always blurt out these kinds of things."
Shao Yue felt a pang of pain in his heart when he heard this. He had clearly only made these for Liang Youwei. Whether it was the ring designed by Dong□□li or the glass wind chime he made by himself, they were all one-of-a-kind.
Youwei, how can you say that to me?
Shao Yue endured the grievance and answered seriously and solemnly: "Weiwei, this is a wedding ring. You can't make it for others casually, otherwise it will be too frivolous."
Liang Youwei snorted: "Not in the future either."
The possessive words penetrated the periosteum, and Shao Yue's slightly dead heart revived: "Yes. From now on, no matter what, I will do it only for you."
From now on, no matter what I do, I will do it only for you.
So, is now the "later"?
The voice from last night was still ringing in her ears. Liang Youwei couldn't help but raise her head slightly and look at the person who made the promise.
Shao Yue's outfit today still suits her aesthetic.
A silk white shirt, a double-breasted vest, and a perfectly ironed jacket with notched lapels—all of them effortlessly refined and well-dressed. At some point, a half-open, pure white iceberg had been pinned to his collar. Up close, a faint fragrance lingered, like a tease.
Liang Youwei licked her lips and felt her neck getting hot.
"Um?"
He had always been extremely sensitive to his own gaze, as he had been since his youth and still was now. His peach blossom eyes lowered softly, taking in her completely.
For some unknown reason, Liang Youwei asked silently: Do you really want to marry me?
Shao Yue read her lip movements accurately, curved the corners of his eyes, and responded in the same way: I want to.
My fiancée.
Liang Youwei is his fiancée and will also be his wife.
"Second Young Master, your fiancée is keeping you under very strict control."
Thinking about last night's conversation and the jokes and banter among friends many years ago, which have now completely transformed into reality, Shao Yue suddenly felt that two time and space were intersecting and shaking hands at this moment.
Liang Youwei was stunned by the silent word "fiancée" and even forgot to look at the camera.
And Shao Yue didn't look at the camera either.
He was looking at her.
In the melodious blues, everything is captured by the camera and preserved forever.
【Author’s words】
I failed (makes a sound of collapse)
The coding software shows that I wrote 9,000 words today, but the main text is only a little over 6,000 words. Is it a 3,000-word waste draft? [Breaking cry][Breaking cry][Breaking cry]
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