Chapter 139 Ruan Ruan, marry me, let's get our marriage certificate tomorrow.
Su Ruan pushed open the door and casually kicked her high heels into the corner of the entryway.
The motion-sensor light in the entryway turns on automatically, casting a warm yellow glow over the small space.
I had to deal with two confessions of love in one night.
Each match is more outrageous than the last.
She bent down to find her slippers, and her phone vibrated in her bag.
She took out her phone and placed her bag in the storage area.
The screen lit up, and the words "beast" flashed.
She smiled and answered the call.
"Hello?"
"Are you home?"
Yan Tingnan's voice came through the receiver.
"Yes, I just came in."
She changed into slippers and asked him.
Are you done with your work?
There was a moment of silence on the other end.
"Um."
Immediately afterwards, the doorbell rang.
Su Ruan held up her phone, paused for a moment, and subconsciously looked towards the door.
He chuckled softly on the other end of the phone.
"Open the door."
Holding her phone, Su Ruan quickly walked to the door and looked out through the peephole.
Yan Tingnan, dressed in a sharp black suit, stood outside the door, carrying a dark brown paper briefcase.
The gold-rimmed glasses sat on the bridge of his nose, and the gaze behind the lenses was calm, showing no signs of travel fatigue.
She opened the door.
The night breeze carried the cool, refreshing scent of sandalwood emanating from him, wafting towards us.
He didn't say anything, stepped inside, and closed the door behind him.
The briefcase was casually placed on the entryway cabinet with a dull thud.
He wrapped his arms around her waist, gently lifted her back, and carried her onto the cold entryway countertop.
The height was just right; he could completely envelop her by leaning down slightly.
The kiss landed immediately.
The kiss carried the restlessness suppressed all night; it was deep and lingering, as if seeking confirmation of belonging.
Su Ruan gave a soft snort, her fingers gripping the front of his suit jacket as she tilted her head back to receive the blow.
Their breaths mingled, their lips and teeth filled with his scent, mixed with a faint smell of tobacco.
He only stepped back slightly when both of them were breathing heavily.
“Yan Tingnan…”
Her voice was soft, and the corners of her eyes were red.
"Are you a dog? You started chewing on things as soon as you arrived."
"It belongs to you."
He mumbled something, his kiss lingering on the corner of her lips.
"Was it lively tonight?"
Su Ruan's breathing was unsteady, and she glanced up at him.
"How did you know? Was President Yan watching the show?"
"Um."
He readily admitted that his nose brushed against her cheek, his voice muffled and hoarse.
"I watched a drone fireworks display, a glimpse of Hong Kong's charm."
"You spend the whole night watching other people confess their love to you."
Su Ruan raised an eyebrow slightly.
"You've seen quite a lot?"
"President Yan is so busy with important matters, how could he possibly have time to sit in the corner and watch a show?"
She deliberately poked his chest.
He grabbed her mischievous fingers and held them in his palm.
"If we don't go soon, someone will dig a hole through the wall."
He lowered his head and bit her earlobe.
"One regrets his past actions, while the other proceeds cautiously."
"Ruanruan, isn't your market value a bit too high?"
Su Ruan chuckled and tickled his palm with her fingertips.
"What's wrong, Mr. Yan? Are you feeling a sense of crisis?"
"Then why didn't you show up?"
Yan Tingnan lowered his head and gently pecked her lips again.
"My presence will only make things more complicated and make it harder for you to back down."
Su Ruan curled her lips, deliberately trying to provoke him.
"What are your thoughts?"
"Do you think your woman is quite popular?"
Yan Tingnan chuckled and tightened his grip on her arm.
"They are quite sought after."
He bit her collarbone, leaving clear teeth marks.
"Have I been too restrained lately, making you forget who your man is?"
"Looks like I need to hurry up and get my official status confirmed."
Before he could finish speaking, another kiss landed on his lips.
The dim light in the entryway illuminated his deep-set eyes, and when he was aroused, his Adam's apple bobbed, making him even more alluring than usual.
Su Ruan felt weak all over from his kisses, when suddenly she felt a chill on her wrist.
Looking down, he saw that the sandalwood prayer beads he had worn for many years were now slipped onto her slender wrist.
The dark brown beads contrasted against her snow-white skin, feeling warm to the touch yet heavy.
She was stunned: "This isn't your grandfather..."
The year Yan Tingnan entered the business world, Yan Hongyi spent nearly eight figures to buy him a congratulatory gift.
Over the years, he has almost never left his side.
"Um."
He lowered his head, his nose brushing against the pulse on her wrist.
"The old man bought it back then, saying it would calm his mind and protect my business."
"I've worn it for twelve years, but it didn't subdue me. Instead, it made you my inner demon."
"Now it's yours."
"Ruanruan, let's make it legal."
Su Ruan's heart skipped a beat, but before she could speak, he handed her the brown paper bag again.
"Open it and take a look."
The bag contained a stack of documents.
At the top are several equity transfer agreements.
He directly controls several core technology subsidiaries under the Qingyan Group, with astonishing valuations.
Below is a list of real estate holdings, including over a dozen properties in prime locations both domestically and internationally, as well as estates.
There are even two trust fund documents, both with her name as the beneficiary.
A thick stack of papers contained almost all of his core assets that could be quickly converted into cash and whose value was most stable.
The terms are clearly stated in black and white, and the document is notarized and stamped by a lawyer, thus possessing legal validity.
With each page turned, Su Ruan's heart pounded harder.
These papers were light, yet so heavy she could barely hold them.
This is not just wealth; it represents half of Yan Tingnan's empire, the accumulation of all his past decisive actions, and the foundation upon which he has built his life.
Just like that, he casually pushed them all in front of her.
"Yan Tingnan, you..."
Her throat was dry.
"What is this for?"
"bride price."
He cupped her face in his hands.
"It's also a lifesaver for you."
"The banquet tomorrow night for the Mid-Autumn Festival is not for an engagement, but for annulment."
He brushed his thumb against the corner of her eye, his voice lowering.
"Ruanruan, I'm thirty-two years old, not a young boy."
"Saying 'I love you' without any real words is too weak."
"These are my everything, my confidence, my way out."
He took her hand and pointed to the prenuptial agreement.
"Once I sign, I'll be completely trapped by you."
"Ruan Ruan, marry me, and we'll get our marriage certificate tomorrow."
Su Ruan gripped the heavy stack of documents, her heart suddenly clenching.
The two confessions tonight were both grand and impressive, but they were all superficial.
Yan Yunye spent money and made a grand spectacle, while Shen Yu took a warm and heartfelt approach.
When it came to Yan Tingnan, they directly put their lives and fortunes in front of her.
This man is truly a man who, once he makes a move, heads straight for the Civil Affairs Bureau.
What kind of extreme roller coaster goes from hell to heaven?
It would be a lie to say I wasn't tempted.
Who can withstand this?
But she's only twenty-two!
I haven't even had a chance to warm up my university diploma yet, and my studio is just getting on track. It's the golden age for me to go all out and build my career.
Marriage? Legal?
This phrase is at least five years away from her life plan.
There is no doubt that she loves Yan Tingnan.
But isn't this step a bit too big?
From a secret relationship to a legal marriage, did they skip over 800 episodes of everyday romance in between?
She lifted her eyelids and looked at the man who was so close to her.
"Yan Tingnan".
She spoke, her voice a little dry.
"I'm only twenty-two."
She tried to regain some composure, her fingers unconsciously fiddling with the buttons on the front of his suit jacket.
"I never thought about getting married so early."
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