When Zhou Youchen heard the news, he was also stunned, and the whole person froze in place as if he was cast under a spell.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the two people holding hands. His sight seemed to be glued to it. Various scenes of her "helping" flashed through his mind in an instant. Those scenes rotated in front of his eyes like a revolving lantern.
Finally, he sighed softly, and that sigh seemed to carry many complex emotions, and then he followed Su Jinyu off the stage.
Su Jinyu looked calm and kept a bright smile on her face, but she knew that at this moment she was as nervous as a leaf in the wind.
She was afraid that Zhou Youchen would throw her away. This worry was like an invisible force, tightly gripping her heart.
Her body was full of sweat and wet, as if she had just been pulled out of the water.
People's eyes shuttled back and forth between her and Zhou Youchen, like fine needles.
Su Jinyu caught a glimpse of Chu Jin from the corner of her eye. His face was terribly gloomy, like the dark clouds before a storm, pressing down heavily.
However, there was a hint of interest in his eyes, like a hungry wolf finding its prey, which made Su Jinyu's back chill and his hair stand on end.
She quietly withdrew her gaze, not daring to look him in the eye again, and said in front of everyone: "Today, I will take this opportunity to get engaged to Zhou Youchen."
The voice trembled slightly, but it was firm.
After saying this, he didn't care about the expressions of everyone present.
She turned to Zhou Youchen. The man was too tall. She reached out and grabbed the man's tie, forcing him to bend down.
My heart almost jumped out of my throat and my breathing was as rapid as if I had just finished a marathon.
She tiptoed towards the man's slightly red lips.
With every step closer she got, her heart beat faster and the world around her seemed to be spinning.
Zhou Youchen was not expecting this step. He was as stiff as a piece of wood and dared not move at all.
He could feel her breath getting closer and closer, warm and rapid, brushing across his skin like a feather, causing his entire body to tingle.
Su Jinyu was extremely nervous, her mind went blank, she closed her eyes, and kissed 껗 with a desperate determination.
The moment their lips touched, time seemed to freeze, the whole world became quiet, and only the sound of each other's intense heartbeats remained.
Both of them were stunned. At that moment, it was as if everything around them had ceased to exist, leaving only each other's warmth and that electric shock-like feeling.
She quietly opened her eyes and saw that man's eyes were as dark as ink, like a vortex that was visible deep inside. The vortex seemed to have an invisible force that pulled her down and made her lose herself in it.
Su Jinyu felt her face burning hot, as if it was on fire, and her face flushed red.
She hurried off the stage in a panic, stumbling and nearly falling.
Zhou Youchen pursed his lips, her temperature still seemed to remain on his lips, and that temperature made him a little dazed.
He calmed himself down and followed him down.
Su Jinyu was waiting under the stage, and when she saw Zhou Youchen approaching, she took his arm and held it tightly against him.
She glanced sideways, pretending to be calm as she walked towards Marshal Su. Her steps seemed steady, but she was actually panicking inside.
In this lively yet undercurrent-filled banquet hall, Marshal Su stood in the crowd, his figure tall and straight, like a towering mountain, exuding an awe-inspiring aura.
His eyes were like cold ponds, deep and icy, and the anger hidden in his eyes was like a volcano about to erupt, but was forcibly suppressed.
The anger was like a tangible wave, spreading outwards, and the air around him seemed to be frozen. People consciously kept their distance from him, for fear of angering this majestic commander.
He stared at Su Jinyu closely, his eyes like a sharp hawk, watching her approach step by step, every step seemed to be stepping on his heart.
Su Jinyu had a smile on her face, and that smile seemed bright and beautiful, but she knew very well that at this moment, she felt like there was a little rabbit in her heart, and she was very nervous and uneasy.
She felt her father's torch-like gaze, like a blazing sword of light, piercing her back and causing pain.
Just when he was about to call for help to ease the extremely tense atmosphere, Zhou Youchen took the opportunity to lead him back.
She was slightly startled, then looked up at Zhou Youchen, and saw that he was steady and calmly standing in front of her.
Zhou Youchen bowed to Marshal Su, his posture was humble and polite, his voice was clear and steady: "Marshal, about our engagement..."
Before he could finish his words, Marshal Su suddenly burst into laughter. His laughter was as loud as a bell, instantly breaking the originally solemn atmosphere.
Marshal Su pulled Zhou Youchen in front of everyone and said loudly, "Come, come, come and take a look. Check on Yu girl."
His voice echoed in the banquet hall, attracting everyone's attention.
Marshal Su said to Shen Keming, "Old Shen, Yu girl and Jing An boy are not destined to be together, so let's just break up. They can find their own happiness without delay, right?"
As he spoke, he patted Shen Keming on the shoulder, with a complicated look in his eyes.
Teacher Shen quickly agreed with a smile, but the smile on his face was a little far-fetched: "The children's problems can be solved by themselves..."
His voice seemed a little weak compared to Marshal Su's loud voice.
Marshal Su sighed and said, "Yes, this is a new era. We no longer care about parents' orders. It still depends on the children themselves."
There was a hint of helplessness in his words, yet there was also an unquestionable determination.
The implication is that Su Jinyu and Shen Jingan's marriage was arranged before, and they didn't like each other.
Everyone was clear-headed and responded in kind.
The guests around you responded to your every word as if they were well-trained.
An old man with gray hair said with a smile, his wrinkles on his face squeezed together, "You old men, stop worrying about your children's marriage in the future."
“Children have their own ideas.”
Another well-dressed middle-aged man nodded and said with some emotion, "Guys, let them decide for themselves."
"Yeah yeah."
The voices of the crowd intertwined and echoed in every corner of the banquet hall.
Marshal Su turned his head to look at Shen Jing'an, who looked ugly. His eyes stayed on his face for a moment and said, "Jing'an, look at that girl, she is so bold to chase him."
There was a hint of concern from an elder in his voice, but also a subtle sense of oppression.
Su Jinyu stood up at this time, covering her lips and smiling, with a hint of cunning in her smile: "Has Father Marshal forgotten? His concubine is about to give birth in a few months, and he is probably waiting to become a father."
As she spoke, she glanced at Shen Jingan with a sidelong glance, her eyes full of mockery.
Shen Jingan looked pale, and his originally handsome face was now distorted and somewhat hideous.
He bit his lip, his teeth almost embedding into his lower lip, his hands clenched into fists, and the veins on his back bulged.
The anger and shame in his heart were like a surging tide that almost drowned him, but in front of so many people, he held back and said nothing.
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