Shen Zhiyi stepped on his foot, "You haven't even proposed yet, what am I supposed to say yes to?"
A look of joy flashed in Li Yunqian's eyes.
Suppressing his surging emotions, he suddenly bent down, swept her up in his arms, and spun her around twice. "My little darling is right! I haven't proposed yet!"
Shen Zhiyi cried out in surprise and hugged his neck.
"Li Yunqian! Put me down quickly, I'm dizzy." She laughed and patted his shoulder.
Li Yunqian tilted his head back and kissed her on the chin.
"I won't let go."
He carried her and strode into the house.
"I'm going to propose to you today, so that my little darling will be bound to me for life and never be separated."
He entered the house, kicked the door shut, and with a long stride, gently placed Shen Zhiyi on the sofa.
Shen Zhiyi looked at the tightly closed door and chuckled.
It was as if they were afraid she would run away...
"Wait for me, little darling." Li Yunqian rubbed her head, poured her a glass of water, and then got up and walked towards the master bedroom.
A short while later, he came out carrying a bouquet of flowers and a ring box in his hand.
Shen Zhiyi put down her water glass and collapsed onto the sofa laughing.
Where did these flowers come from?
Li Yunqian strode up to her. "Prepared this morning."
He knelt down on one knee, his eyes tender. "I originally planned to give you a bouquet of flowers every day we spend together, but I didn't expect it to come in handy today."
"My little darling, it is fate."
He opened the ring box, his expression serious, looking at her as if she were the only light in his life.
Infected by him, Shen Zhiyi gradually stopped smiling and straightened up.
“I know today’s proposal was too hasty. I should have prepared something more formal,” Li Yunqian said. “But I’m afraid that after today, Xiaoguai won’t want me anymore.”
“So…” he handed the bouquet to her, “I can only make these most basic plans, giving you all my possessions.”
"I think these things that can give you peace of mind and security are perhaps more convincing than romantic arrangements and words."
"Shen Zhiyi, are you willing to believe me and marry me?"
Shen Zhiyi took the bouquet and saw that in the middle of the huge bunch of pink roses, besides a winding string of pearls, there were several cards. She was surprised and took them out one by one.
"All of these...are for me?"
Li Yunqian nodded. "The necklace is a gift, and these cards represent all my savings."
"There are several inside, and there will be investment dividends coming in every month."
"The passwords are all your birthday."
"House, car, jewelry, whatever Xiaoguai wants to buy, or transfer, I'm willing to cooperate."
He leaned forward and took her hand. "From now on, Xiaoguai will pay my salary. If I do well, I'll get more. If I don't do well, you can make things difficult for me. I won't complain."
Shen Zhiyi picked up the pearl necklace.
It seems like it was just a couple of days ago, the one she casually mentioned at home.
A warm feeling welled up in her heart, and she looked at him with her eyes curved upwards.
"You promise you'll never lie to me again?"
“I promise,” Li Yunqian paused, then added, “except when we’re doing that kind of thing.”
Shen Zhiyi: ...
"My darling..." Li Yunqian said pitifully, cautiously raising his eyes and handing the diamond ring to her again, "Will you marry me?"
Shen Zhiyi sighed.
"Alright." She held out her hand to him. "I'll forgive you this once."
Li Yunqian's entire body trembled with excitement. He took out the ring, held his breath, and helped her put it on.
The diamond ring, the size of a pigeon egg, sparkled beautifully between her slender, white fingers.
The heat rushed into my eyes.
He could no longer hide his excitement, rushed over, and hugged her tightly.
"Little Darling, thank you..."
Shen Zhiyi was pinned to the sofa by him, laughing as she pushed his hair away, "It itches so much... Get up quickly..."
Li Yunqian looked up, remembering the ring in her pocket, and scooped her up, extending his large hand in front of her.
"You should put a ring on my finger too, Mrs. Li."
*
The next day, Song Ruizhe, dressed in a sharp suit, stood with Li Yunqian, ready to be interviewed.
He murmured, somewhat puzzled, "Brother, is it really necessary to be so high-profile after our business victory? Do we even need to hold a press conference?"
Li Yunqian straightened his tie, his eyes cold and deep.
"Have you bought all the press releases?"
"Don't worry!" Song Ruizhe patted his chest and said, "I'll definitely make sure your photo is on the front page, Qian-ge!"
"Your face is so authoritative; it's the epitome of youthful success and stability. It will definitely boost our company's credibility."
"Hmm," Li Yunqian responded indifferently.
Song Ruizhe happily followed him through the interview, and when it came time for the final photo, he deliberately toned down his roguishness, straightened his posture, and struck a pose like a business elite.
Looking back.
Li Yunqian made a "V" sign and asked the photographer to give him a close-up shot.
Song Ruizhe almost fell off the stage.
Is Brother Qian... possessed?
It wasn't until Li Yunqian's photos went viral that Song Ruizhe realized his true purpose.
The photographer's close-up shot immediately went viral on various platforms and was widely shared.
"My dear, I greet my master!"
"Damn human traffickers, I recognized my husband at first glance."
"Are CEOs really that authoritative-looking? Which company would you like to apply for? Okay, everyone, the bar is too high, I'm back."
"Teacher, you're so handsome that I feel powerless, like my tongue can't even stick into the screen."
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