Chapter 163 An Imperfect Proposal (The Finale)
After taking a shower, Fu Jinzhi roughly rubbed his wet hair with a towel while inwardly feeling annoyed.
The atmosphere was so nice just now, but it was all ruined by his mistake.
I was planning to propose right away while the atmosphere was good, but now that Yaoyao is soaked like that, how can I bring myself to do it?
Who knows when the next perfect opportunity will come...
Good heavens, if he goes to find Yaoyao now, will he be greeted with pillows and blankets thrown out of the room?
A shadow fell across Fu Jinzhi's handsome face, and his movements became increasingly rough, with a few strands of hair falling to the ground.
Just then, his half-closed door was pushed open, and a neatly dressed Wen Yao leaned against the doorway.
He was wearing sunglasses that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, looking completely nonchalant.
Wen Yao whistled, "Hi, handsome guy~"
"Are you scared being alone in your bedroom?" She took off her sunglasses and winked at Fu Jinzhi. "Let me give you some courage."
Wen Yao adopted a strange tone: "Just now, kid, I saw you over there, and I felt that you looked quite handsome."
Fu Jinzhi's gloom vanished, and a smile spread across his handsome face. "Yes, I'm so scared. Yaoyao, please stay with me some more."
If Fu Jinzhi's "darkening value" were displayed above his head, Wen Yao would be able to witness it instantly reset to zero.
Wen Yao said smugly, "Look, 8848, I knew Jinzhi was sullen, it was me again."
8848's mechanical voice was indifferent: [This leader is dead. If you need anything, burn some paper money. For minor matters, call...]
Wen Yao: "..."
Believing she had comforted Fu Jinzhi, Wen Yao was overjoyed at escaping the control of Heaven. That evening, she had the kitchen prepare hot pot and enjoyed a delicious meal.
In the middle of the night, Wen Yao felt a bit uncomfortable in her stomach, as if it was bloated from indigestion.
She instinctively turned towards Fu Jinzhi, wanting him to rub her skin, but only touched something cold.
Wen Yao suddenly opened her eyes, her groggy mind gradually clearing.
At this moment, she was alone on the large bed. There was no warmth on Fu Jinzhi's side, as if he had been gone for a long time.
Wen Yao swept her hair back, took her phone back from the bedside table, and squinted at the time: 2 a.m.
Wen Yao was puzzled. Ever since An Rourou went offline, Fu Jinzhi's insomnia had been cured without medication.
At this hour, he's neither in bed nor in the bathroom. Where has he gone?
Fu Jinzhi was drinking in the living room, with bottles of liquor scattered on the coffee table and next to the sofa.
Hearing footsteps coming downstairs, he casually spilled the remaining half-glass of fine wine onto the carpet.
As soon as Wen Yao stepped into the living room, she smelled a strong odor of alcohol. She frowned and quickly walked forward, where she saw five or six empty bottles.
Fu Jinzhi was emptying the next bottle.
Wen Yao gasped, "Jinzhi, you drank so many bottles of wine?"
Fu Jinzhi's long eyelashes drooped slightly, casting a patchwork of shadows in the dim, warm light, creating a somewhat enchanting effect.
His voice was low, "Yaoyao, I didn't drink much."
He really didn't drink much; he put on this whole show tonight just to gamble on whether Wen Yao would come.
The strong smell of alcohol was from spilling a lot of it on the carpet and on people's bodies, and the empty bottles were from bottles that had been used to store the alcohol.
Wen Yao opened her eyes wide and pointed to the empty bottle on the table, "Isn't this enough?"
"Oh my god, this bottle was brought back from the auction, right? I remember it was over 800,000. Wow, and this one too..."
"You've drunk millions worth of liquor in this short time!"
Wen Yao looked at Fu Jinzhi and said, "Didn't you say that these wines should be savored? What's the difference between drinking this much at once and drinking X-grade liquor?"
Wen Yao felt genuinely sorry for Jinzhi, "Jinzhi, you're so foolish!"
Fu Jinzhi, who wanted to feign vulnerability and pitifulness: "..."
Wen Yao stepped forward, sat down next to Fu Jinzhi, took the wine glass from his hand, and held his hand:
"You can tell me what's bothering you."
Don't take your anger out on these expensive wines; it's no different from burning money!
Fu Jinzhi's ears turned red, and he turned his head away embarrassedly, as if he had messed up again.
Wen Yao shook his hand, "Hmm? Why are you silent, my dear minister?"
Fu Jinzhi's lips moved slightly: "I want to propose."
Wen Yao was slightly taken aback, then turned his head to her, "Then beg me, do you think I won't agree?"
She took the initiative to kiss Fu Jinzhi, but suddenly froze.
Unaware, Fu Jinzhi held Wen Yao's long hair and deepened his kiss.
After the kiss, Fu Jinzhi took Wen Yao's hand and led her to the dressing room, where a pink dress was displayed.
The three-dimensional tulle at the waist resembles flower petals or butterflies in flight, while the silky skirt is covered with pearls and diamonds, making it both glamorous and highly designed.
Wen Yao was amazed. "When did you prepare this?"
Such an elaborate gown could not possibly be completed in a short time.
Fu Jinzhi chuckled: "Before you help Zhao Guang propose."
"Go ahead, Yaoyao, try it on." Pushing Wen Yao in front of the dress, Fu Jinzhi went to the fitting room on the other side.
Even if the proposal is full of mistakes, the overall image must be perfect.
Fu Jinzhi wore a classic gown with double-breasted carved silver buttons that shone brightly. The iris brooch on her chest had a pink diamond on it, which subtly complemented Wen Yao's long dress.
He waited for a long time, but Wen Yao still did not come out. Fu Jinzhi was worried and pushed the door open to enter.
Wen Yao sat in the chair, lost in thought, her long dress only half-worn because she couldn't zip it up.
Wen Yao was stunned: "8848, I... I've gained weight?"
8848: [I forgot to tell you, we finished our adjustment period more than two weeks ago. After that, you'll have to deal with any excess energy on your own.]
No wonder she hadn't had much of an appetite for the past two weeks; she thought it was because French food was bad.
Thinking about her recent indulgent eating habits, Wen Yao cried out in anguish, "Why didn't you tell me sooner!"
8848: [I forgot! Host, why don't you use your brain? I'm about to leave after completing the mission, why would I need to continue the adjustment period?]
Upon seeing Fu Jinzhi enter, Wen Yao's almond-shaped eyes were filled with resentment. "I've gained weight, and I can't zip up my jacket."
"It's all your fault! You don't really love me at all. You didn't even notice I've gained weight!" she started to act unreasonably.
Fu Jinzhi couldn't bear to see Wen Yao looking so dejected. He felt extremely sorry for her and pulled her into his arms.
"It's all my fault. I always mess up things related to you. The more I care, the more mistakes I make."
Wen Yao accused: "Love-obsessed!"
Fu Jinzhi smiled and replied, "Yes, that's why you'll always be beautiful and charming in my eyes, no matter what your figure is, you'll always be pitiful and adorable."
He pulled out the engagement ring, his voice tinged with jealousy, "You praised Zhao Guang for designing the ring himself, but you don't know that I designed it even earlier than him."
Wen Yao let Fu Jinzhi put the ring on her finger and admired it with a reserved air.
Wen Yao: "Planning a marriage proposal shows your arrogance, pretending to be drunk shows you're in danger, presenting a dress shows you're showing off, and if the size is wrong, you're just putting on a brave face."
Fu Jinzhi froze. How did Yao Yao know he hadn't drunk much?
Seeing his confusion, Wen Yao proudly tilted her head back, "Your breath barely tasted of alcohol when we kissed just now."
She looked at Fu Jinzhi magnanimously and said, "Even though you've gone to all this trouble, you might as well just put the ring on my finger and wait for me to wake up. Even if you haven't done anything special, you've still put in the effort."
Wen Yao smiled radiantly, "Get up, Mr. Fu, I've decided to marry you!"
Fu Jinzhi's eyes shone brightly, as if countless fireworks were exploding, and he held Wen Yao tightly in his arms: "I love you, Yao Yao."
Wen Yao felt her face burning, buried her face in Fu Jinzhi's chest and rubbed against him gently, inhaling his faint fragrance, her voice muffled: "I love you too."
8848 witnessed the whole process and gave a soft hum, "The host probably knows what it feels like to love and be loved."
Its mechanical voice carried a hint of amusement: [Congratulations, host Wen Yao, on completing the mission to defy fate! The 1 billion reward has been sent to your account. Please check.]
The extra 500 million can be considered as its contribution.
Who could have imagined that the lonely, arrogant male protagonist it chose would end up with the clueless host it chose?
Since things have come to this, may you live a long and healthy life together.
(End of article)
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