The other party didn’t make her wait too long. Looking down, Meng Xiyue slightly parted her lips: “Yuan’er, let’s get married.”
After saying that, she simultaneously took out a ring box, opened it, revealing the ring inside.
Under the winter sunlight, it sparkled brilliantly.
She slowly widened her light brown eyes, the other person’s breath was so close, intertwining with hers. Then she turned her face, hastily wiping away the tears that kept flowing from the corners of her eyes, “…Really… Meng Xiyue… it should have been me who proposed first…”
Meng Xiyue smiled gently at Xia Yuan, but the corners of her eyes unconsciously turned a shade of red, carrying a hint of moisture. She gently held Xia Yuan’s hand, wiping away the tears at the corner of her eye: “I’m sorry, this should be a gift from you to me.”
Not the other way around, as she had mentioned wanting to give a gift to the other person.
Xia Yuan took a deep breath, her eyes, washed by tears, were clean and bright. She extended her hand, her eyes slightly red: “Meng Xiyue, let’s get married.”
Meng Xiyue took the ring and placed it on Xia Yuan’s ring finger, leaning in to kiss her lips: “Thank you, Yuan’er.”
With red eyes, Xia Yuan put another ring on Meng Xiyue’s finger, her voice slightly choked: “I love you.”
Meng Xiyue smiled faintly, her eyes slightly red: “I love you too.”
After Xia Yuan calmed down, she pouted in complaint: “I thought I would be the one to propose first; I was all prepared.”
Meng Xiyue was taken aback for a moment, then said: “Sorry, I was too eager.”
Xia Yuan huffed: “I forgive you, but who proposes so casually? There are no flowers, no music, no candlelight dinner; it’s not touching at all.”
Meng Xiyue glanced at Xia Yuan’s still red eyes, “I can arrange it, we can do it again.”
Xia Yuan quickly waved her hand: “Oh no, that’s too much trouble; this is fine.”
Meng Xiyue squeezed her hand, her gaze soft and indulgent: “Alright.”
Xia Yuan seemed to melt into Meng Xiyue’s embrace: “After the New Year, let’s go abroad to register our marriage.”
As soon as she finished speaking, she noticed Meng Xiyue pursing her lips. Xia Yuan widened her eyes, huffed, and turned her face away: “At most six months; I can only wait six months. We must get married.”
Being an engaged fiancée for half a year was already Xia Yuan’s limit.
She couldn’t wait to register right now.
Meng Xiyue turned Xia Yuan’s face towards her, her eyes sparkling: “I’ve already bought the plane tickets to the United States for tomorrow.”
Hearing this, Xia Yuan threw herself at Meng Xiyue, showering her with kisses: “Meng Xiyue, I really, really like you.”
……
January 1st, 13:13.
Xia Yuan updated her Weibo.
Xia YuanV: We’re getting married tomorrow.
Accompanying the post were two photos: one of their hands tightly clasped, both wearing matching rings, and the other a selfie of Xia Yuan.
Once the Weibo post was up, it took a while for fans to start commenting.
Most of Xia Yuan’s fans had nearly disappeared, leaving behind only the die-hard beauty fans.
“Congratulations, happy wedding.”
“Happy wedding!”
“Ahhh! So young, and she’s getting married, I can’t accept this.”
“I could admire this beauty for a year, I wonder who gets to have her, happy wedding.”
Xia Yuan glanced at the comments and liked them one by one.
Then she logged off Weibo and didn’t pay it any more attention. Not long after, she received a call from Ji Shi.
“Yuan’er, wasn’t the proposal time set for two o’clock?”
Xia Yuan smiled and looked at Meng Xiyue beside her: “Yeah, but Meng Xiyue proposed first.”
“You have no idea, I had everything planned out, but Meng Xiyue beat me to it, seriously.”
After saying that, she couldn’t help but laugh: “Oh well, I still said yes.”
After hearing the subtle complaints in her tone, Ji Shi replied with a blank expression: “Congratulations, congratulations.”
“By the way, Meng Xiyue and I are registering in the U.S. tomorrow.”
Ji Shi was taken aback: “Weren’t you planning to do it after the New Year? Why the rush?”
Xia Yuan couldn’t hide her smile: “It’s all because Meng Xiyue bought the tickets. Seriously, such a big deal and she didn’t discuss it with me at all.”
Ji Shi: “…”
Ji Shi was forced to listen to Xia Yuan gloat for a while before she spoke up: “Why didn’t you post her photo on Weibo?”
Xia Yuan glanced at Meng Xiyue, who happened to meet her gaze and smiled gently at her. Xia Yuan felt as if her heart was coated in honey. “Meng Xiyue is more low-key and doesn’t like to appear in public. There’s nothing I can do; I have to accommodate her.”
Hearing this, Meng Xiyue’s ears perked up. She looked at the beaming Xia Yuan and then lowered her head.
She recalled how Xia Yuan had dragged her into taking several photos together, and then she watched as Xia Yuan picked one and edited her out before posting it.
At that time, Xia Yuan had been particularly proud, saying, “Meng Xiyue, am I clever or what?”
Her tone was especially cute.
Meng Xiyue felt her heart soften, but she truly didn’t mind appearing in public; she had just been afraid of the trouble it might bring.
By the time Ji Shi and Xia Yuan finished their call, an hour had passed, and Xia Yuan still seemed a bit reluctant to end the conversation.
……
Gu Yan was drinking, the room filled with the smell of alcohol. Ever since he had been suppressed, no one had been willing to cast him in films anymore.
The company had also terminated his contract.
Fortunately, he had quite a bit of savings, enough to last him for several years.
As he wallowed in despair, drinking, his phone rang. He opened Weibo and saw the notification.
As soon as he clicked it, it was Xia Yuan announcing her marriage.
In an instant, Gu Yan broke down in tears.
They were together, openly and without fear of rumors. How could he not see that?
Not long after, his phone rang.
Gu Yan weakly answered the call, his voice hoarse.
After the other party finished speaking, he stood up excitedly, but then his expression darkened: “Is it really possible? But I’ve already been blacklisted by the Xia family…”
“Gu Yan, who told you that? The Xia family hasn’t taken any action at all; it was N.S. They just wanted to teach you a lesson, and they haven’t blacklisted you.”
After the call ended, Gu Yan trembled as he searched for N.S. When he saw the name of the current president, he felt a mix of laughter and tears.
He hadn’t been blacklisted at all; the company just didn’t want to offend N.S., which is why they refused to help him.
Who could he blame? He could only blame himself for being so greedy back then.
Thinking this, he got up and went to the bathroom to tidy himself up.
This time, he was determined to walk a solid path.
