Chapter 38 Flower Ring vs. I Do "Mr. Lu, are you willing to be with me..."
Everyone was stunned for a moment after hearing this.
After all, it's obvious how loving the two of them have been since the show started.
No one expected that these two, who were so inseparable, would never have proposed?
The passionate barrage of comments suddenly cooled down, and a faint sense of awkwardness spread.
[Oh...you didn't even propose? Was this wedding a bit rushed? (scratching head)]
Is there a law that requires a proposal before marriage? Isn't it normal for two people in love to naturally go to the civil affairs bureau to get their marriage certificate when the time comes? Not everyone in the world values a lot of ceremony, okay? Maybe they just prefer this straightforward and simple approach?
That being said, it's still a bit of a pity... After all, it only happens once in a lifetime (of course, this applies to the movie star and President Lu; for others, it doesn't matter how many times they want to experience it)].
Wen Yinhe naturally knew what everyone was thinking. Although neither he nor Huai Jin cared about what others said, he still couldn't help feeling guilty and indebted to his lover.
He always felt that Lu Huaijin had given him everything, but he had nothing to give back.
The statements about giving oneself to him or at least his love for him are so vague and understated that they cannot possibly bear the weight of Huai Jin's love for him.
This is one of the reasons why he tried so hard to cheer up.
He was once penniless and didn't even have the money to buy Huai Jin a gift.
He lived in Mr. Lu's house, and everything he ate, wore, and used was provided by Mr. Lu.
He waited for Mr. Lu to come home every day, just like a dog that Mr. Lu kept.
Although Huai Jin wouldn't see him that way, his shameless behavior made him look like a dog.
Mr. Lu said, "I can support you. Your most important task now is to take good care of yourself and recover."
But his pride prevented him from doing so, and he also wanted to take care of Mr. Lu.
Wen Yinhe still remembers one time when Mr. Lu came home late, and it wasn't until it was completely dark that he rushed home.
Although Lu Huaijin was already very wealthy at the time, he hadn't reached his current status, and he couldn't refuse every social engagement. If he really couldn't refuse, he could only try to go home early that day.
To take care of Wen Yinhe, he tries his best not to go out. If he has to go out, he will never stay out overnight. If he has to go on a business trip, he will even take Wen Yinhe with him.
He also installed surveillance cameras in every corner of the villa, leaving no blind spots. Anyone who comes to their house for a look will feel terrified.
Even when Lu Huaijin is in a meeting, he never takes his eyes off the surveillance footage on his phone screen for a second.
His care for Wen Yinhe was so meticulous that it was outrageous.
That day, Wen Yinhe sat motionless in the dark corner as usual, seemingly oblivious to everything else, as if the only meaning of his life was endless waiting.
The door lock clicked softly, and Lu Huaijin hurriedly pushed the door open and entered, accompanied by the cold night wind and a strong smell of alcohol.
He subconsciously reached out and touched the wall, turning on the smart home system in the room.
The warm yellow light instantly and gently fell on his well-defined face, making his dark gray haute couture suit look even more crisp and tailored.
Wen Yinhe could smell a distinct scent of alcohol, so he couldn't help but look up at him.
Lu Huaijin deliberately straightened his back, and when his gaze met Wen Yinhe's in the corner, he forced a smile.
"I'm sorry, Yinhe, I'm late..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a hint of embarrassment flashed in Lu Huaijin's eyes.
He hurriedly raised his hand to cover his mouth, turned around, frowned, and stumbled towards the bathroom. Soon, suppressed coughing and the sound of running water came from inside, along with Lu Huaijin's angry curses.
"Damn it, I already told you I have family waiting for me, but they still insist I drink, drink, drink! A bunch of lunatics, they'll drink themselves to death sooner or later! Fuck!!!"
Wen Yinhe's long-numbed heart suddenly felt a dull pain. He stiffly got up, slowly moved to the bathroom door, and was about to raise his hand when the door was pushed open from the inside.
Lu Huaijin's face was frighteningly pale, his forehead was wet with cold sweat and stuck messily to his temples, and his expensive suit was splattered with water, which made him look vulnerable.
Wen Yinhe was immediately stunned.
The man had always presented himself as invincible and powerful in front of him. Had he ever seen Mr. Lu in such a disheveled state before?
Lu Huaijin leaned against the door frame, rubbing his temples with one hand, his steps unsteady as if he were walking on clouds.
He raised his head, his lips moved, and he tried to give Wen Yinhe a reassuring look.
However, the next second, the man's knees buckled and his tall body fell straight forward.
Wen Yinhe hurriedly reached out his hands to catch him, but his limbs were not strong at the moment, and the weight of the adult man's body caused him to fall to the ground. He subconsciously hugged Lu Huaijin's head tightly with both hands.
The dull thud slammed heavily onto the floor, and also struck Wen Yinhe's heart.
Wen Yinhe hurriedly helped Lu Huaijin up from his heavy shoulders.
The man's head rested heavily on Wen Yinhe's shoulder, his breathing rapid and hot, carrying a strong smell of alcohol onto Wen Yinhe's neck.
Wen Yinhe frantically ran his fingers through his sweaty bangs, the skin beneath his palms burning hot.
"Don't worry," Lu Huaijin struggled to raise a hand and touched Wen Yinhe's pale, cold cheek, which was filled with worry. He forced a nonchalant smile. "I'm just a little dizzy. That's how it is when people drink too much. I'll be fine after a while."
Mr. Lu, please stop laughing.
At times like this, you shouldn't laugh anymore.
Wen Yinhe's heart suddenly clenched, and the deep pain in his eyes spread silently.
Under the man's surprised gaze, he suddenly picked him up, carefully placed him on the bed, and then dialed the number of the private hospital in the villa area with trembling hands.
He didn't understand how someone could still comfort him when he was already in so much pain, and how he could still manage to smile.
While the doctor was on his way, Wen Yinhe silently fed Lu Huaijin his medicine, wiped his body, and changed him into clean clothes.
The doctor said that if I drank any more, I would have a perforated stomach. I must not touch alcohol for the next month and must strictly control my diet. I shouldn't take advantage of my youth and act recklessly. If I drink like this for a few years, my intestines will rot away.
Wen Yinhe thanked the doctor and personally saw him out. Then, with his head down, he returned to Lu Huaijin's bedside and sat down without saying a word.
Lu Huaijin gently brushed aside Wen Yinhe's slightly long bangs, revealing his pair of dark eyes filled with tears, brimming with deep heartache and pain, almost heartbreaking.
"Why do you look like you're about to cry?" Lu Huaijin kissed Wen Yinhe's wet eyelids and gently comforted him, "Don't listen to that doctor's nonsense. He loves to exaggerate and scare naive people like you. Don't I know my own body condition? It's just a couple of drinks, it's not like I'll die."
Wen Yinhe trembled, tears welling up in his eyes and threatening to fall from his thick eyelashes. His gaze towards Lu Huaijin was filled with silent pain.
"..." Lu Huaijin cursed himself for his sharp tongue in his heart, quickly pressed Wen Yinhe's head down, hugged him to his chest, and gently patted Wen Yinhe's trembling shoulders and back.
"Alright, alright, I promise I'll drink less outside and stay home with you more often, okay?" Lu Huaijin felt a small, warm dampness on his chest, paused slightly, lowered his eyes to kiss Wen Yinhe's soft hair, and used the gentlest voice he had ever used, "Luckily, you're here with me, really, otherwise I could have collapsed on the ground tonight and no one would have found out. Yinhe, thank you, it's all thanks to you."
Thanks to you.
Wen Yinhe heard Mr. Lu say this.
But what did he give Mr. Lu?
How could he have enjoyed everything Mr. Lu had given him so comfortably all this time?
At that moment, Wen Yinhe felt utterly shameless and disgusting.
Moreover, he didn't believe that the proud and noble Mr. Lu would fall in love with a good-for-nothing parasite who only cared about eating, drinking and having fun.
Past memories are fleeting.
Wen Yinhe looked down at his lover who was drunk in his arms. The guilt and sense of indebtedness in his heart did not diminish in the slightest. On the contrary, it became heavier and heavier as his love for Lu Huaijin deepened day by day.
He still has nothing of value, but he believes that he will eventually reach a position where he can be on equal footing with Lu Huaijin.
This reflects not only his confidence in his own abilities but also his trust in Lu Huaijin's judgment.
How could someone who catches Lu Huaijin's eye be an ordinary person?
How could someone who catches Mr. Lu's eye be an ordinary person?
Fortunately, he is now finally able to take care of his Mr. Lu.
They also have enough confidence that they can build a bright future together with Huai Jin.
"Huaijin, wait for me a moment, okay?" Wen Yinhe kissed Lu Huaijin's forehead, then gently laid the person in his arms down on the table.
"Hmm?" Lu Huaijin's head was spinning as he rested his head on his arm, his gaze involuntarily following Wen Yinhe's figure.
Then, everyone, from the scene to the internet, watched as Wen Yinhe strode to the flowerbed, bent down, and carefully selected a delicate flower the size of a fingernail.
It was a pure white flower with extremely slender stems, which seemed to reflect the crystalline moonlight when gently swayed.
Wen Yinhe pinched the base of the flower stem with his fingers, applied slight force, and silently snapped the stem in his hand.
He then straightened up, his fingers deftly twirling the stem.
The flower's green veins continuously entwined, folded, and shortened between Wen Yinhe's slender, fair fingers...
Finally, a delicate and exquisite flower ring was slowly born in his palm.
[Wait a minute?! Holy crap! Is it...is it what I thought?! Aaaaaaaah!]
[Oh my god! Could it be that the movie star is thinking of...?]
[Live on the scene...?! ...
The other guests present also vaguely realized what was going on, and subconsciously got up and left the round table, standing to the side with their breath held.
At this moment, only Lu Huaijin remained on the huge table, dizzy and disoriented, his sluggish brain still unable to comprehend what was about to happen.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Wen Yinhe, clutching the flower ring, slowly walked towards Lu Huaijin at the table.
The well-tailored black shirt perfectly outlined Wen Yinhe's broad and tall figure. The colorful light from the streetlights flowed across his sharply defined face, making the handsome man's dark eyes appear bright and deep under the moonlight, like two quiet stars, reflecting the surrounding light and also deeply reflecting the figure of the man he loved not far away.
Wen Yinhe stood steadily in front of Lu Huaijin.
Lu Huaijin looked up at him in a daze. Their eyes met. Although his mind was completely blank, his heart was beating faster than usual.
The whole world seemed to freeze at that moment.
Everything around me quickly faded away, becoming blurry and indistinct.
Only the face of the person I love is clear, bright, and incredibly captivating.
Wen Yinhe smiled gently, and then, slowly and solemnly, he bent his right knee and knelt on the cold grass.
The series of movements were fluid and steady, carrying a breathtaking sense of solemnity.
Suppressed screams seemed to come from all around, but Wen Yinhe couldn't hear a single one.
Wen Yinhe looked up at Lu Huaijin. Moonlight poured down from above, outlining the clear lines of his jaw. His eyes, gazing at Lu Huaijin, were brighter than the distant lights and more tender and affectionate than the moon above.
He slowly opened his palm in front of Lu Huaijin, on which a pure white flower ring was quietly blooming in the still night.
It lacks the brilliance of a diamond and is not as expensive as a diamond ring.
But in this moment and scene, it is as pure and dazzling as if the stardust of the night sky had been crushed.
"Huai Jin, my love, my proud President Lu, my esteemed Mr. Lu, please forgive me for these words that are seven years late."
Wen Yinhe's voice was deep and clear, each word gently piercing through the silent garden, through all the noise and buzzing in Lu Huaijin's ears, reaching Lu Huaijin's cochlea with perfect clarity.
"Thank you for all the hard work you've done over the years. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. From now on, I can take care of you. Please feel free to rely on me, trust me, hug me, kiss me, and love me even more. You have made me feel happiness like never before. I hope that you can also find the same happiness in me in the days to come."
Wen Yinhe gently lifted one of Lu Huaijin's hands, her thick, long eyelashes drooping. She slowly leaned down, and her full, beautifully shaped lips, carrying a warm breath, gently pressed against the back of Lu Huaijin's fair hand.
Extremely light and gentle, full of restraint and deep affection, as if the promise made to him had been branded.
Then, Wen Yinhe raised his head, his focused and captivating gaze meeting Lu Huaijin's without reservation. He looked as devoutly as a believer looking up at his only god, or as a wanderer who had been adrift for many years finally arriving at his only home, his eyes burning with a desire to give up his entire world.
"So, Mr. Lu, will you marry me?"
The comments section exploded with excitement, a flurry of Chinese characters scrolling by. The hashtag #WenYinheProposes# quickly climbed to the top of the trending topics list, with countless people calling on their friends and family to witness this epic moment together.
[Holy crap!!! It really was a live proposal!!! I'm going crazy! I'm going completely insane! I can't believe I'm witnessing my crush's proposal in person! There's no one happier than me in the world, waaaaaah! Say "I do"!!!]
[Ahhhhh, I'm so happy, so happy! Screaming! Stomping my feet! Crawling in the sunshine! Twisting and turning joyfully! Seeing others happy makes me happy to tears too, waaaaaaah!!! I'll live off this for the rest of my life! I'll protect you all for the rest of my life!!! Please stay this happy forever, waaaaaah!!!]
[Wow! My crush proposed! [Speaker] Wow! My crush proposed! [Speaker] Wow! My crush proposed! [Speaker]]
[This garden was absolutely perfect! The moment I entered, I knew this place was perfect for a proposal!!! This setup is practically a wedding venue! I was so prescient! I'm the ultimate shipper!!!]
Although I find it particularly annoying when random people yell "Say yes!" in these marriage proposal videos online, what does it matter since the movie star and CEO Lu are already married? Say yes! Say yes! Say yes!!!
Lu Huaijin felt as if his heart had been struck hard by something extremely soft, and a piece of it suddenly collapsed.
He suddenly forgot how to breathe and how to speak, and could only stare blankly at the handsome man at his feet who was gazing at him with deep affection, repeatedly professing his love for him, and embracing him as he ran towards him forever.
It was as if the moonlight, which he had always cherished and protected, had willingly fallen into his embrace.
A long time passed, or perhaps only a few seconds.
Lu Huaijin finally opened his mouth slowly, but the sound seemed stuck in his throat, his Adam's apple bobbing hesitantly, and his eyes reddened slightly the moment the sound was uttered:
"I do."
Wen Yinhe smiled and slowly pushed the flower ring onto Lu Huaijin's ring finger.
The moment the flower ring was put on, Lu Huaijin suddenly grabbed Wen Yinhe's collar and pulled him up with great force. He unsteadily braced himself on the back of Lu Huaijin's chair with one hand and held onto the edge of the table with the other.
The next second, Lu Huaijin's salty lips rudely rammed into me.
Wen Yinhe was slightly taken aback, then subtly cupped Lu Huaijin's face in his hands, covering most of Lu Huaijin's face with his large palms, and his fingertips quietly wiped away the tear stains on the man's face.
No one else noticed Lu Huaijin's tear except for him.
Xiao finally couldn't help but cover her mouth and scream, her feet stomping as if she wanted to pierce the ground.
Du Ruopu tried to cover his eyes with his hands, but the two eyes that peeked out from between his fingers were wide open, and the redness on his face could almost seep through the back of his hands and fill the air around him.
The staff on site couldn't help but start clapping and whistling.
The cameraman went crazy, frantically spinning around them in 360-degree circles with his camera, almost making the live stream viewers dizzy. Fortunately, the results were stunning.
Looking at the skyrocketing ratings backstage and the wildly increasing online buzz, the director slapped his thigh in a mix of excitement and frustration: "Damn it, if only we could sprinkle some more flower petals!"
The half-squatting position was inconvenient, so Wen Yinhe slowly stood up, trying to adjust himself, but Lu Huaijin misunderstood that he was about to leave and suddenly grabbed his neck and pulled him down.
Wen Yinhe had no choice but to pull Lu Huaijin into his arms tightly, soothingly stroking Lu Huaijin's back while gently but forcefully easing Lu Huaijin's overly agitated and chaotic movements with a kiss.
Once Lu Huaijin's emotions had gradually calmed down, Wen Yinhe tentatively and slowly released his lips, but did not pull away. Instead, he gently kissed him lightly, with a reassuring rhythm.
“I’m not recording anymore,” Lu Huaijin’s fingers gripped Wen Yinhe’s arm tightly, like a dragon holding a treasure and unwilling to let go. He kissed and breathed on Wen Yinhe’s lips in a drunken frenzy, his hot breath carrying the intoxication of alcohol. His hoarse voice urged Wen Yinhe urgently and forcefully, “Go and finish the wedding night.”
"Wait a little longer, this round of the game will be over soon, and I'll take you down to rest in a bit, okay?" Wen Yinhe's soft lips gently touched Lu Huaijin's lips and face as he patiently and slowly explained to Lu Huaijin that as a rational person, he naturally couldn't abandon the entire production team.
Upon hearing this, Xiao grabbed the cardboard box and shoved it in front of Jiang Hengchuan and Tao Miller, his face flushed with urgency. Anyone who didn't know better would think he was the one rushing to his wedding night: "Hurry up, draw the card!"
Tao Miller subconsciously reached in and pulled out a card, but before he could even see the Chinese characters on the card, Xiao Ye snatched it away.
Xiao quickly read aloud from the card: "What part of your lover's body do you hate the most? Why?"
Then, glaring fiercely at Jiang Hengchuan and Tao Miller, he urged them with a powerful aura, "Answer now!"
Jiang Hengchuan was taken aback, and instinctively said, "It would be better if the butt had more flesh."
Tao Miller's expression remained unchanged, and he even looked at Jiang Hengchuan with deep affection: "Abs, they're so sexy I can't resist them."
[Hahahaha, this little internet celebrity is hilarious! She's so professional! Being talked about like that by a rich kid and she didn't even flinch, just kept shooting without batting an eye! Her facial expression control is amazing!]
[I'm seriously impressed, hahaha! You two provided all the laughs tonight! I really want to pack you up and send you to do stand-up comedy!]
Xiao nodded in satisfaction, then quickly drew out a card and read it aloud without thinking: "What unusual sexual preferences does your partner have that you find unbearable?"
Without even thinking, she replied, "He likes to see me wearing black stockings, white stockings, sheer fishnet stockings, all kinds of stockings, and then he tears them up. It's like he's a pervert. I can't stand it at all."
As she spoke, she rolled her eyes in utter disgust.
Zheng Shuming's face turned red and black in an instant, which was quite a sight. His chest heaved violently, and his cheeks were clenched tightly, as if he was about to transform and overturn the entire filming set at any moment.
This is his privacy! Why bring it up so bluntly!
But he had already broken up with Xiao, so he couldn't afford to escalate the situation further. He could only swallow his anger and mutter a resentful remark:
"……No."
【Aaaaaaah, poor young master! He has to hold his nose and feed this scumbag all these good things every day! He doesn't deserve it!!!】
To be honest, sexual fetishes can only be considered enjoyable when both parties experience them. Otherwise, it's just one-sided service, which doesn't qualify as love. It's like treating your partner like a gigolo, with no respect or care whatsoever. (I roll my eyes too.)
Fortunately, Xiao Ye seemed to have something more to care about now. After answering, he didn't even have time to feel indignant. He immediately handed the cardboard box to Shu Bao'er and Du Ruopu, the last couple, and urged them on in the same way.
The final question was—
Has your partner ever tried to seduce you and been rejected?
Du Ruopu instantly recalled the terrifying scene from the first round of the game when Shu Bao'er clung to his arm and called him "husband" for the first time ever. His Adam's apple bobbed dryly, and he slowly nodded: "Yes."
Shu Bao'er naturally remembered it too, after all, he had only done it once before, and the color on his face was just as interesting as Zheng Shuming's.
But how could Du Ruopu, that blockhead, possibly do something as "outrageous" as seduction?
Besides, in most cases, Du Ruopu doesn't need to seduce her at all; if Shu Bao'er needs him, she will naturally take the initiative to find him.
Therefore, Shu Bao'er's answer was naturally "no".
The final round of questions and answers ended very quickly.
[Damn, the last three couples practically skipped ahead, they finished in two minutes! You could tell the young master was in a real rush, hahaha! He's really putting on an act!]
[Ahhhhhh, the young master deserves to be honored at the Imperial Ancestral Temple!!! Listen to me, thank you! Because of you! The young master has done a great service tonight!!!]
Xiao threw down the cardboard box and immediately ran to Wen Yinhe. His eyes were bright as he looked at Wen Yinhe and Lu Huaijin in his arms. He was trying hard to suppress his smile, but it was almost impossible for him to hold it in: "Mr. Wen, the game is over. You should take President Lu downstairs to rest."
"Thank you." Wen Yinhe smiled and nodded at him, then lowered his head and gently patted Lu Huaijin's shoulder. His already bright red lips came close to Lu Huaijin's ear, his voice soft as if he were coaxing a delicate child, "Huaijin, we can go back now."
Lu Huaijin's eyelashes fluttered as he lifted his head, his sharp brows furrowed, and he squinted at Wen Yinhe for a long time, as if he had finally recognized the person in front of him. A relieved smile suddenly appeared on his lips, and his wary brows slowly relaxed like flowing water.
"Baby..." Lu Huaijin opened his arms and hugged Wen Yinhe's broad shoulders tightly, pressing Wen Yinhe against his chest, as if he wanted to take Wen Yinhe with him in his heart. He kept murmuring in a hoarse voice, "Wen Yinhe, my baby..."
Wen Yinhe's heart suddenly collapsed, as if it had slumped into his stomach. A warm current surged from his abdomen, melting his bones into warm spring water.
It seems that Huai Jin has no way to go back on his own.
"Mr. Lu, my apologies." Wen Yinhe bent down and put one arm under Lu Huaijin's knees, while his other large hand firmly supported Lu Huaijin's back. He tightened his muscles and lifted the man steadily into his arms, then carefully lifted him up a little.
[Ahhhhhh, the princess carry is so civilized! It's so beautiful, I'm waaaaaah! I'm taking so many screenshots!]
[Ugh, so annoying! Why does the actor always have to say "Excuse me" during sex?! Doesn't he know that makes it even more erotic?! Such politeness on our first night together, huh?! Okay, okay!]
[I finally understand. The movie star is a complete hypocrite! Not in a moral sense, but in that... kind of way. You all know what I mean, right? (Face turns yellow)]
【Ahhh, I get it! I get it so well! It's that kind of guy who says, "Sir, please have some self-respect," but is actually already rock hard, right? Hehehe~】
[Waaaaaah, even when Mr. Lu is drunk, he keeps calling me "my baby"! Oh my god! My heart can't take it! It's so sweet, but why do I just feel like crying?! QAQ]
[I'm giving you a generous wedding gift!!! [Red envelope][Red envelope][Red envelope] You two must be happy, waaaaaah! Even though seven years have passed, I still wish you a happy marriage!!!]
[Gift amount +123456789!!! [Crying]]
[You've already proposed, so when are you planning the wedding? Shouldn't we have the ceremony at the same time?!]
Please! If we really get married, could you please livestream the whole thing?! QAQ I'm willing to pay to watch!!!
[So, is the next part... the wedding night pranks?! I want the wedding night pranks!!! I'll just stay quietly under the bed and beg you all!!! (Hands clasped together)]
Seeing that the guests were packing up to leave, seemingly having completely forgotten about the settlement process, Tianyin quickly appeared:
"The fourth game – Truth or Dare – has officially ended! Now, let's announce the rankings. The original rule was to score based on the amount of alcohol everyone drank, but considering that some guests who were quite thirsty finished their drinks even without playing the game, we've changed it to score based on the number of dares performed."
"Apart from Wen Yinhe and Lu Huaijin, the other three pairs of guests all participated in one dare, and all tied for second place. Are you all satisfied with your and your loved ones' rankings this round? Let's all applaud our wonderful performances in the fourth game!"
"Everyone has had some drinks, and you must all be quite tired. Now you can go back to your rooms and rest. I'd like to say goodnight to you all in advance. Although I didn't need to remind you, some guests had already left without even hearing their rankings."
"Okay, here on behalf of Tianyin and the entire production team, I wish Wen Yinhe and Lu Huaijin, the two male guests, a happy 'wedding'."
"A new game awaits you all tomorrow morning at nine o'clock. See you there!"
By the time Tianyin announced the end of the game, Wen Yinhe had already carried Lu Huaijin away.
The lights stretched the two intertwined shadows infinitely long.
The moment they stepped through the villa's gate, their two heads seemed to gently overlap, then quickly separate again.
Wen Yinhe quickly kissed Lu Huaijin's forehead and stepped steadily into the villa.
Looks like I won't be able to go to bed early tonight.
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