Finally, Yan Ning changed into that champagne-colored spaghetti strap dress.
This dress is the lightest and most flowy.
The V-neckline is adorned with delicate embroidery.
The back has a cutout design, held together only by a thin strap.
Large swathes of snow-white skin were faintly visible, exuding both innocence and allure.
She looked at herself in the mirror, took several deep breaths, and then pulled the curtain open again.
Xie Huaiye was looking down at his phone when he heard the sound and looked up.
He clearly paused for a moment.
His gaze suddenly turned deep, as if he had been struck by something and had forgotten how to react.
The dazzling lights inside the store seemed to fall into his eyes.
It was so dark that you couldn't see the bottom.
Yan Ning felt extremely uncomfortable under his gaze.
My cheeks were burning, and I didn't know where to put my hands.
She instinctively wanted to turn around and let him see the effect from behind.
As a result, the skirt was too long, and she accidentally stepped on the edge with her heel.
"ah!"
She gasped in surprise, instantly losing her balance and tumbling forward!
The expected pain of falling to the ground did not come.
A pair of strong arms caught her just in time and steadily.
The immense force sent her crashing into a warm, sturdy embrace.
A faint, cool scent belonging to Xie Huaiye instantly enveloped her.
Yan Ning was still in shock.
Her hand instinctively gripped his shirt tightly at his chest, causing it to wrinkle.
Looking up, she met Xie Huaiye's eyes, which were almost touching hers.
His pupils clearly reflected her panicked and blushing appearance.
Xie Huaiye lowered his head and looked at her frightened expression.
His chest vibrated, emitting a low, deep laugh.
A warm breath brushed across her forehead.
"Throwing herself into my arms?"
His voice, tinged with laughter, was deliberately lowered so only the two of them could hear it; it was magnetic and alluring.
"Using such a dangerous method? Hmm?"
His hand was still firmly on her lower back.
Even through a thin layer of fabric, the body temperature was scorching.
Yan Ning reacted as if she had been burned.
She suddenly stood up straight, wanting to push him away, but found that her legs were still a little weak.
"I...I didn't mean to! My skirt was just too long..."
She explained incoherently, her face burning red.
Xie Huaiye readily agreed and let go of her hand.
But his gaze remained fixed on her face, and his smile deepened.
It carried a hint of mockery and a deeper meaning that Yan Ning couldn't understand.
"Know."
He spoke slowly, with a hint of indulgence:
"It's okay if it's intentional."
He stepped back and looked her up and down again.
This time, his gaze was filled with complete appreciation and satisfaction.
"This one is perfect, it's beautiful," he said to the sales assistant.
Then, as if remembering something, he leaned closer to Yan Ning's ear.
He whispered in a soft, warm breath caressing her earlobe:
"But remember to stay close to me tonight, don't fall again, or else..."
He paused deliberately, leaving room for endless imagination, before straightening up with a smile.
"I can't always catch it so accurately."
Yan Ning's face flushed red again. She tried to remain calm and pouted as she retorted:
"Don't worry, I promise I'll keep my eyes straight ahead and my feet firmly on the ground so I won't fall again!"
After changing their clothes, the two got into the Rolls-Royce.
The Rolls-Royce smoothly drove into a private estate.
The venue for the banquet was as luxurious as a small palace.
The lights were bright, and the air was filled with the fragrance of clothes and the rustling of hair.
Although Yan Ning had prepared herself mentally, she was still quite surprised when she actually stepped inside.
I was still taken aback by the sight before me.
The enormous crystal chandelier refracted a dazzling light.
The long dining table was filled with dishes that were as exquisite as works of art.
The air was filled with a mixture of perfume and food aromas.
She and Xie Huaiye walked in side by side.
It's like pressing a pause button.
Almost all eyes in the room were filled with curiosity, curiosity, or amazement.
Everyone focused their attention on them without prior arrangement.
Whispers spread like a tide:
"Look, it's Young Master Xie! And who's that next to him...?"
"My God, has the sun risen in the west? Mr. Xie actually brought a female companion?"
"Whose family is this girl? I've never seen her before, she's really beautiful."
These gazes and discussions made Yan Ning's back tense slightly.
Subconsciously, she wanted to shrink a little behind Xie Huaiye.
Xie Huaiye seemed to sense her nervousness.
He very naturally reached out and gently put his arm around her waist.
He brought her closer to him.
He leaned down and whispered in her ear, in a voice only the two of them could hear:
"Don't be afraid, just follow me."
A warm breath brushed against my ear.
This caused Yan Ning's heartbeat, which had just calmed down a little, to become disordered again.
At that moment, a man in a flashy pink suit approached with a smile:
"Young Master Xie! This is truly a rare sight, a once-in-a-century iron tree has blossomed? Quickly, introduce this beautiful lady beside you!"
Xie Huaiye smiled and glanced at the ears that were perked up around him.
His arm remained naturally protectively at Yan Ning's side, and he spoke in a soft but clear voice:
"Long time no see, Ah Chen. This is Yan Ning, my fiancée."
"Fiancée?!"
Gu Chen let out an exaggerated shout, almost dropping his wine glass:
"Really? Huaiye, you got engaged without saying a word?! That's so unfair!"
Yan Ning also suddenly looked up at Xie Huaiye.
His eyes were wide open, his mind filled with questions and shock.
His fiancée? Has he gone mad?
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