The next second, there was a soft click as the door was closed.
The motion-activated light went out, so she couldn't see his expression, but she could feel the heat in his breath, which was blowing freely onto her neck.
There were also things she didn't know, such as his Adam's apple bobbing repeatedly, and the wheat-shaped brooch, which was a museum collection of Soleil Talisman, worth over 20 million.
He didn't even use such a formal word as "gift" to her; there was no need for that.
It was just something she could play with like a stone.
Tan Yuchen rubbed her head, then rubbed it again.
"Don't go, you'll see what's going on later."
**
What's the show?
What is Tan Yuchen trying to do?
Meng Jiuyi returned to the banquet hall absentmindedly, repeatedly and mechanically fidgeting with his fingers.
I don't know if she's being too paranoid, but I always felt that his words hinted at an impending storm.
The grand banquet hall was still filled with singing and dancing, and the melodious tunes seemed to be weaving a prelude to a climax, just waiting for the bride-to-be to appear on the steps and push the grand occasion to its peak.
When faced with something he was unsure about, Meng Jiuyi's first reaction was that it was best to leave.
But before she could find a reasonable excuse to leave the banquet hall, the lights suddenly dimmed, and at exactly 8:08, a perfect time calculated by the feng shui master, a purple beam of light shone straight down to the end of the second floor.
Wearing a champagne-colored gown, Shen Yuan slowly walked down the stairs amidst the attention of everyone.
Like an arrogant and disdainful swan, she told everyone in the most high-profile way that the scandal-ridden Crown Prince of Kyushu had turned over a new leaf for her.
Applause followed incessantly, and Meng Jiuyi raised his hand to clap along, praying that nothing unexpected would happen.
"Yuchen, you rascal, hurry up and go!"
Compared to everyone else who were completely immersed in their roles, Tan Yuchen, the protagonist, was far too bland. In the dimly lit banquet hall, he leaned against the wall, watching the show without flinching.
"Auntie, why are you in such a hurry to get engaged?"
"You little rascal, didn't you see Ah Yuan is looking for you?"
The First Madam urged him repeatedly before Tan Yuchen slowly stepped forward. Shen Yuan stepped down the last step and took his arm.
Tears slowly welled up in her triumphant smile. After more than ten years of planning, she had finally achieved her goal.
"Yuchen, I'm so nervous, how about you?"
Shen Yuan lowered her voice under the gaze of countless eyes, but no one answered her.
Tan Yuchen walked with ease, his deep-set features strikingly handsome. He didn't even listen to her words; his gaze lingered on her out of the corner of his eye—
She lost her balance and stumbled backward, but a hand firmly supported her waist until she regained her footing before letting go.
Tan Yuchen glanced down at it.
"Yu Chen..." Seeing that he ignored her, Shen Yuan couldn't help but tighten her grip on his arm.
Tan Yuchen turned to look at her and curled his lips into a smile.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
The man's eyes were languid and indifferent, yet they were like hooks, making her feel a tingling sensation all over her body.
Tears of happiness welled up in Shen Yuan's eyes instantly.
They stood in the center of the stage, where they were greeted with deafening applause, and the specially invited photographers took pictures from every angle.
When it was Shen Yuan's father's turn to speak, the ceremony began.
"I'm so glad you could all be here for my daughter and..."
At the same time, Meng Jiuyi's phone vibrated once, followed by another vibration.
She opened it in surprise, only to find it was a message from Tan Yuchen.
Meng Jiuyi looked up and saw a man in the center of the stage with his hands in his pockets and his back to her, holding a cell phone with his fingers hanging loosely. If this happened to anyone else, they would probably say that he wasn't paying enough attention.
But his posture was casual, and even the way he twirled his phone around his finger was quite graceful.
The content of the information is...
【three】
【two】
Meng Jiuyi's eyes widened, a sudden sense of foreboding washing over her as the last message arrived—
【one】
The door to the private room was then forcefully pushed open from the outside, and the wind rushing in through the half-open window ruffled everyone's hair. They turned to look.
They were a group of people in suits, followed by a police force large enough to surround the banquet hall.
They walked straight up to Shen's father and showed him their identities.
"Shen Zishan, we now have reliable evidence that you are suspected of stealing state secrets. Please cooperate with our investigation!"
What?
The entire audience erupted in uproar!
Shen's father was completely bewildered and was taken away very quickly.
Shen Yuan's cries were useless, Shen Zishan's forceful rebuttals were useless, and the Shen family's connections were equally insignificant.
The cold handcuffs turned him from an honored guest into a prisoner.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye. Every guest was on edge. Shen Yuan chased after the banquet in tears and fell to the ground in a sorry state.
Meng Jiuyi looked at the other protagonist on the stage. He went up to help Shen Yuan up and let her bury her face in his shoulder and cry loudly.
With such concern, who would have thought that the agonizing message he just sent was from him?
Meng Jiuyi felt cold in her hands and feet, and her heart sank straight down.
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